The door opened unexpectedly and Constance walked into the room. Though it was only 10 am she had a scotch in her hand and was looking for her son. The Baron looked at her surprised, as she entered the room and gave a smile. "Hello mother. How nice to see you," the Baron said letting go of the hand of the pretty young girl standing next to him. "And who i...
My name is Amber Martinez, I'm a freshman student at J. Oscar University currently spending my weekend with my Alpha Zeta Zeta sorority, our history teacher and her friends at the Amethyst Springs Nude Resort. In my last story, we were introduced to Arnold, Cecilia and Belle Long, friends of my world history teacher Donna Prince, who's already a nudist hers...
I stared at him, stunned to the core of my being as what he said slowly registered. "Are you sure? I mean is there any chance a mistake has been made? "I'm sorry, I really am. I wish it could be otherwise, but I'm absolutely sure." My drive home was an absolute horror. How are you supposed to feel when the doctor tells you that your life is over? How do I...
The impenetrable blackness of John's sleep began to brighten, as his unconscious mind realised with some trepidation that he was experiencing another dream. The swirling ethereal eddies of the dream world began to coalesce into a distinctive form and then abruptly they snapped into sharp focus. John was bestride a world, vast numbers of subjugated women kne...
Part 1: Entering the Criminal Justice System The gavel came down hard; the cracking sound was so loud that it made me jump. But I was in a sort of haze, I didn't really understand what was going on. I looked over at my public defender, his lips were pursed and he was quietly collecting his papers on his desk. "What does that mean?" I asked and he looked ov...
It started when my wife and I were on a vacation in the Dominican Republic. It was February, and very cold in Boston, where we had lived for many years after our marriage. On the spur of the moment we had decided to get away to someplace warm, so we got my parents to come stay at our place a few days to mind the kids and booked a last-minute, four-day weeke...
I was standing there tied to a tree, my feet tied to a root and my hands cuffed behind the trunk. Violet, whose fault it was as usual, had been kind enough to wrap a blanket around the trunk so I didn't get scratched up on the bark as her friend rode me. Though that blanket had slipped down to my ankles. Also Violet hadn't left anything to protect me from ge...
Requested by Lazy276. ***** "Bouenos dias world." Paola said as she yawned. She slept well, almost no disturbances. feeling refreshed and ready for another day of lectures on her favorite subject, sociology, she reached her hand to remove her blanket but couldn't find it, feeling only her smooth, naked body. She looked down and spotted the blanket, it was...
Liam wasn't a stalker. It wasn't like he crouched behind bushes and followed people with binoculars. He didn't dig through garbage cans, or creep up on people without their knowledge. He was an observer. He watched. He was aware. And most of all he was aware of Madeline. For example, he was aware that Madeline was also majoring in economics even though they...
(It was late autumn of 1960 and I was 20 years old and was following my hobby of bird watching. I had unfortunately been captured by Amelia Wiff-Naseford, headmistress, for apparently being a Peeping Tom in the grounds of 'Dentwood Finishing School for Tall Girls aged 18 to 20 years old'. I had decided not to get the police involved by agreeing to submit m...