Another work of fiction and fantasy. All similarities to anyone throughout history are pure coincidence. As always, we are all adults here. ***** The Bank and Trust. A small town place where small town people did small town banking business. Things moved a bit slower than the big city. Same people every day. Same business every week. Same old same ol...
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Steve Clarke battled against a biting wind that whipped sand into his face as he took his usual walk on the beach in Montauk. His shoulder length brown hair waved wildly in the stiff gale. The gunmetal sea crashed against the shore. The detritus from the past few months littered the beach- broken children's toys, glass bottles, a bucket of sand. Steve saw a...
All similarities to anyone are pure coincidence. We are all adults here. Enjoy the latest but maybe read the first ones first. ***** Mr. Tim Jones was nearly livid. Pacing the bank floor and pausing to glare out the front door. Just about furious. Checking his watch every minute or so and getting more and more worked up. It had been a morning already...
This story is getting more complex than I ever intended. Still, it's been a lot of fun writing. I'm not getting much feedback, so I may wrap it up in the next edition, but for those who have provided input, thank you! In this next chapter, our heroine continues to struggle to maintain her powers, while being introduced to a villain who could spell her doom....
Bank of America manager Laura Davidson was in her office, going over paperwork about a customers mortgage finance, when she got a call from one of her tellers at the window. "Hello Mrs. Davidson, I have a Mr. James here, he would like to talk to you about some fees and charges he's disputing", it was Breanne, a newer teller on the other end. It had alrea...
I tried to ignore my lingering headache and focus my attention at the task at hand. Following my usual morning routine, I was making the final adjustments to the large butt plug that would work Mandy's veteran asshole for the rest of the day. Mandy was my personal secretary. She was a cute, mousy, little blond in her early 30's. You know the type: Bubbly per...
Thanks so much for all your encouragement. I've known a few ladies in my short life, and will share my stories with you. I was helping this gorgeous girl who was naked in the back of an ambulance! * I had used the same bank since I moved to town. I'm a six foot one inch 190 pound MD who works primarily in the hospital (they term us "hospitalists"). Somet...
Jessica looked at the clock for the third time in twenty minutes. "Damn the last hour always drags by," she muttered under her breath. Jessica worked for a small town bank as the chief loan officer; there was bank holiday Friday so she was off for three days and that always made the clock move slower. She had no plans for the weekend but to do one of her fav...
What's worse? Waiting in line at the bank or waiting in line at the post office? Both suck, thought Bobby. It's funny how there seems to be no hurry into get people moving. I guess they figure they've got your money, they might as well take your time as well. Bobby Quiff had a wad of cash he needed to deposit, and decided to try his luck right after work, on...