I was traveling for work and had just returned to my hotel room after a long, tedious day of client meetings and conference calls. As a thirty-year old mid-level executive, I had gotten used to the stress of frequent travel and the tedious routine of living in and out of suitcases and hotels. With such a hectic schedule of work and travel, I had grown accust...
"Come with me, he says. We can be famous, he says," Victoria grumbled as she pushed the brush over the aging concrete. "2 weeks here and he disappears. Look where I end up, scooping crap," she stops to glance at a cage being rolled by. The zookeepers had closed off this half of the exhibits, letting management move a sick Siberian tiger into the medical cen...
I have had a panty fetish since I was about 18 or so. My first foray into panties was finding a pair of my mothers in the hamper when I was throwing my clothes in. There, right on top, were a pair of pink panties. To this day pink panties are my favorites and pink is one of my favorite colors. This is not the first time I had seen my mothers panties, but thi...
This story was written by myself on another site under the pen name of "Col. Jack Harrison". Despite her beliefs, Debbie Kendall silently cussed to herself as she saw the roadblock. There were about 6 soldiers in dark green uniforms at the checkpoint, inspecting everyone's documents. Anyone suspecting of bringing an adolescent of any age to the border for...
Notes on the Grand Duchy of Upper Danubia as a society (the stuff that didn't make it into the novel) Readers have commented and asked me questions about my imaginary country, the Grand Duchy of Upper Danubia. Here are some details to give you an idea of what this imaginary society is like, of what I envisioned when I created it. I want to emphasize that...
Ch2 ~Literary Desires Anna Belle showered and changed into her clean baby doll nighty. It was pretty on her, made her feel kind of silky and sexy. Its light blue silk smooth across her breasts, its lace hem scratchy against her thighs. Twirling her thick chocolate brown locks around her fingers she pinned them up with an alligator clip and allowed their end...
I hate the Zero Tolerance policy in schools. My son, who's just six, is getting the message that it is okay for others to push, hit, kick and bully him as long as they don't get caught, that he is not allowed to use force to defend himself, that he must tell a teacher or other authority figure at the school, and that when he does so, the message he receive...
It was hot the summer I graduated from high school. I was about to enter my own wonder years, when I would go to college, become comfortable with the opposite sex, stumble onto my first nude beach, and generally grow into my own skin. But all of that was still to come. All I knew then, was that I was hot, bored, and perpetually horny. My job at the restaura...
Showing Up for Work The late afternoon sun slanted down into the courtyard. She stopped her car and looked around. The scene looked familiar from her first visit, but, at the same time, felt foreign and scary. After texting back and forth, they had agreed she would come on Sunday evening, so she could settle in before 'work' began the next morning. Unfaste...
"So then, you're husband hasn't even the slightest suspicion?" Louis asked through the steam of his Dunkin Donuts coffee. "It was just one kiss, Lou!" answered Martha, while absently rowing a spoon through her light and sweet, "Considering my lip stick and perfume, your girlfriend has more cause for suspicion than my husband." "Just washed it all away bef...