Mrs. Barton was already there when Andrew arrived for his shift at 9:45, wearing her usual dress-black, elegant, modest and overly formal, covering her from neck to ankles. Save for a cursory "Good evening," she ignored him, busying herself with this and that, and she seemed even more sour and frustrated than usual, which made Andrew nervous. By late evenin...
Conventional rules probably would have suggested that Mojo stand on seventeen. But Mojo was a man who had always gone against conventional rules. Yes, gambling was serious business, but the last hand of Blackjack Mojo would ever play was a win-win, because win or lose, he and Scarlett were going to be half a million dollars richer. The only thing he stood to...
Preface As you may know from reading the "Builder's Slut" series (which is still continuing), my name is Natalie. I am a senior, executive business woman and run a company in the City where I live. I am also a submissive slut and a whore. Reading the "Builder's slut" series will give you more background on who I am and what I am doing writing on here. That...
Gifted Grifter #3: Viva Las Vegas In my last few days at the Department of Defense, I worked on perfecting the secret discovery that would transform my life: a receive that could read people's minds. Recognizing the opportunities my invention would afford, I had wanted to quit immediately, but I had promised my graduate assistant, Jessie, that I would wait...
Authoress's notes: This scene was originally supposed to be between chapters one and two of Jedi Adventures. However, since this story is over 7,300 words long, and that story ended up over 40k, I decided to delete this scene. This story takes place soon (less than a year) after the end of the Yuuzhan Vong War. Star Wars: Alema Rar visits a Bondage Club Je...
I was sitting on the patio drinking a beer and looking at the snow capped mountains in the distance. It was my favorite place to sit and I was wondering how I was going to be able to keep the house in the divorce that was coming. It was going to take some creative thinking on my part, but fortunately I had time to work on the problem. Kathy didn't yet know...
BACKGROUND TO THE FUNDRAISER Lynne had taken on a big responsibility and she knew it. She volunteered to be in charge of a fundraiser at The New York hospital, a fundraiser that would require a large sum of money to be raised. The goal of the fundraiser was to raise enough money to start a new research department dedicated to studying and curing rare juveni...
Dave was a slacker and always had been. Breezing through life, everything came easy to him as he was a firm believer in the philosophy of taking the path of least resistance (and least work) to achieve his goals. Now many might want to live this responsibility-free life themselves but can't quite make it happen as pulling this off does require some skills. D...
Will these two EVER learn? The Conclusion. An original story. Chapter 4 of 4. I know that I usually write story continuations, but there's been enough clamoring, comments and emails encouraging me to write my own, that I figured I'd offer up a few. I don't think the trolls will care one way or the other. I hope you enjoy this little story, and remember,...
(c) 2005 by Penelope Street There it was again. For the fourth consecutive week the same ad had appeared in the personals section of The Scene, a local rag dedicated to the seedier edge of society. I routinely perused the personals. Once in a while, I stumbled upon an arousing one. Most often though, I found the racy little blurbs amusing instead of excitin...