On the surface, Judith was a plain girl. She wore wire-framed spectacles that were more obviously functional than decorative, a blouse and knee-length skirt that hid rather than flaunted her beauty, and her hair was pulled back in severe plaits that robbed it of any hint of flirtatious pride. But underneath, although nobody knew it, was hidden Superslut. Li...
Previously on Lost (ha ha!): Flying to the Caribbean to watch part of the England cricket tour of the West Indies I had entered into conversation with my seated partner, Julie. Chaperoning her much younger sister Sara, elsewhere in the plane, the unhappily married woman was not so interested in the sport but more in getting time away from her errant husband,...
The Mysterious Mrs. Sang – Beneficiary Forward This is the second in my Femdom series about "The Mysterious Mrs. Sang". I thank all of you who so enjoyed my first story featuring her. Thanks to you, at the time of this publishing, it is the most popular story I have written. This tale features the same protagonists as the first. I hope you are as aroused...
This is a slow-paced story that, I hope, is both well-written and humorous, and which I trust will appeal equally to both men and women. As it says in the story: if you want to read a 'wham-bang-thank-you-Ma'am' kind of story, you may be better off looking for your 'fast fix' elsewhere. I would welcome comments (especially from any ladies) either in the publ...
Sadness still over came her as she started to erase the board from the day's lesson. It had been over three months since her husband served her with divorce papers, but Laura still felt the sting of deceit. She thought he was in love with her...but one day she walked in on her husband with his ex-girlfriend in their bed. Then all through the divorce he kept...
10:15 pm, Frankfurt, Germany. It's a cools September night and the city streets aren't as busy as they normally would be for a Friday. This could be due to the fact that it is usually quiet in this particular hotel or just the fact that Rosette Cole is sitting in a hotel room by herself, beginning to catch some late night T & A on a German TV station. Af...
A Night in Istanbul Buck Jones Back in the day.... Randy and I arrived in Istanbul that evening from the base, anticipating yet another adventure into that venerable city. We were alone together, not taking a room, knowing we would meet Mehmet, our local connection, somewhere sometime. However, we searched in vain for Mehmet throughout that city with the...
Society feels like this crushing weight on us all. How can anyone breathe with this pressure? How do people stay happy? I feel like a bystander sometimes, just watching it all happen around me, going through the motions, wondering when I will have a moment of peace. It isn't the world, it's people. People are so desperate and hungry, so afraid to be anything...
Chapter 3 – Cleansing I'm glad we ended up at her place and not mine the night before. It's amazing how much cleaner women's apartments always were compared to mine. Especially their bathrooms. Her bathroom was your typical girl's bathroom. There was a host of styling and makeup equipment arranged on the bathroom counter, and the room smelled of her sweet...
Friday nights in Philadelphia were always fun. In summer, the lights of the city glowed so that the streets were bathed in an artificial haze. Beneath such a light, one girl sat in a humming crowd of friends, with a mirror in hand. Zoe gazed back at herself as she idly twisted the diamond earring that contrasted brilliantly with her dark skin. Her ruby-paint...