Chapter 5: C.S.O.'s Karen and Linda put their foot down ... and their feet up. I knew I was in trouble -- big trouble -- as I listened to the vengeful tone of my two supervisors' running dialogue as they frogmarched me across Canford town square, heading towards the Sock Room ... "Can you believe it, Lindz," said Community Service Officer Karen, in tones...
Chapter 7. (Conclusion) -- Danny finds fulfillment. Flight SH 123 to Corfu had landed and, as soon as the 'Please Fasten Your Seat Belt' sign had stopped flashing, 200 Sunshine Holidays passengers began vacating their seats, and retrieving their hand-luggage from the overhead storage cabinets. At their having finally touched down at their holiday destina...
Ch 6 (of 7) -- Women's stinky feet -- at 30,000 ft! Danny Dawson and his three former school pals, all of them eighteen-year-old school leavers with no job or training to go to upon their leaving education and, (would-be) 'career claimants', had duly reported to the location of their placements, as assigned to them by their local Job Centre. * The recen...
5 - Dirty Harriet: I'd been summoned above ground. A rare occurrence for anyone working in the bunker. The only other time I ever give up my subterranean office life was to go into the field on operations. I knocked almost hesitantly on Director of Operations office door. There was a very, very long pause. I imagined the Director behind her desk slowly cou...
The sun rose over the land of Thrace. It looked like it was going to be a beautiful day. Tecmessa was restless under her tent. She had been having dreams again. Strange dreams. She was afraid of them. These were dreams that would get her into trouble if the others found out about them. She was dreaming of a strange man she felt was destined to become her lo...
My wife, Lilly, and I both teach college and we know first-hand the undercurrent of sexuality that emanates from the classroom as young male and female students mind-meld with charismatic professors. It does not diminish with age. Subliminal sexual attraction among colleagues is also pervasive, and not simply the "workplace marriages," both asexual and sexu...
Chapter 4: What's the worst that could happen? It had already been the worst day of my life to date: earning my £80 per week Unemployment Benefit payments, by working as a community servant -- in the Sock Room. And it wasn't over yet ... I was at home; that is, at my parents' house, where I was still living at the time. It was almost 7:00 p.m. and, havi...
I located Dee in a chat room on the internet and arranged to meet her the following Saturday morning. We had chatted for several weeks before deciding to consummate our kinky BDSM desires. Today was the day. My excuse to get away was a game of golf which would allow us five hours of time together. I drove into the parking lot of JC Penney and around to the...
"You are nineteen going on seven! How do you justify your parent's spending money on piano lessons for you and, yet, young man, you refuse to practice! So, here we are again!" Old Miss Thrump was indignant; her slothful student once again, justified her call to duty! As she spoke Davy had already arrived over her full sized knee and she was rolling down his...
Talking about infantilism in millennial, but still grappling with old age problems. We cannot live like the Old Age, but now, respect is being aborted by circumstances, or rather miscarried by our insincere decision making. This catalyzed by the evolution of media that eases access to the gutter. A conscious mind is under attack from foreign ideologies whic...