Max Dexler sat on the edge of his desk idly leafing through a collection of CV's. "Is this the lot Sue?" "Yes Dad" said Sue returning with two coffees. "They're a pretty sorry bunch, but there is one you might like." "And her name is?" "Grace Halifax Dad. The least qualified but weirdly the most appropriate." "Grace, Grace, Grace, ha here she is" said Ma...
"Are you shitting me?" Kennedy nearly shouted. "What is this, the 1950's? She has a ticket and an ID." We were leaving for spring break, and I just knew I should have dressed more androgynously, maybe some baggy jeans and a sweatshirt. My breasts would have been impossible to hide, and it was definitely too warm out for that kind of clothing, but it would'v...
"She" had been disowned by a bigoted Father, and rebuked by her Psychiatrist, claiming she'd never appreciated anything he'd done for her. Of course that last part wasn't true, but her father had just tried to kill him with a baseball bat before any of it had been said. In any case... feeling terribly angry towards everyone and everything just then, she want...
Starting in the 1600s, when the English first found India, family tradition has it that at least one male member of every generation has gone off in quest of Indian cunt; a kind of coming of age thing. Others went off to subjugate, to teach those damn natives what the white man's superiority was all about; but not us. Not for us pseudo patriotic thoughts of...
Richard's Rules - (Beach Weekend 1955) In his excellent series "The Proper Rules for Strip Poker" PaulSandarac mentions that some of the story participant's parents also played. Strip poker has been around for many years so THEIR parents may have played also, as seen in this story set in 1955. The 1950's weren't all 'Leave it to Beaver" or "Father Knows B...
This is part 2 of a multipart story, and it is recommended you go back and read Victorian Dreams Ch 01 to gain perspective. For those of you who have expressed interest in the story I thank you and offer this part for your enjoyment. This part as well as the prior part and any parts that fool are Copyright 2003, 2004 by Charles F. Johnson, and all rights a...
"Hey Jace, what're you up to tomorrow?" crackled Joey's friendly voice over the phone line. "Going to the Concours. What else is there?" Jason replied with a laugh, not surprised at hearing from his best old car buddy. "I figured that and have a little proposition for you to consider." "Shoot." "You know that we're taking four cars there tomorrow." "Yea...
I hired my first employee today! Mark Glasso. Nice kid. He seems smart and driven. He's got a great pedigree and he's all up in the biz. Knows the buzzwords and knows the right people to talk to. Good looking Italian guy, which for a salesman is a great look. I suspect he's a lady-killer too, but we aren't close enough to talk about that yet. First employee...
Note 1: This is a 2011 Christmas contest story so please vote. Note 2: A special thanks goes to Estragon for editing this story. * My wife is amazing. I have listened to man after man complain about their wives. I have heard that once she says 'I do', she no longer does the dirty nasty shit she did when she was trying to trap you. Well, if that is the cas...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** Prologue This is just what happened. It's the way I remember it. The rattling of the windows shook me out of a reverie, rain pelting the pane as I sat looking out at the plain from the second story of the place I had come to call home. The water on the glass obscured the...