Over the following few months from my first night waiting tables at the club things continued and amber and I fell into a comfortable rhythm with things. The first Friday of the month amber would wait tables during "men's night" and on the third Friday of the month I would wait them for the Ladies. When amber waited tables I was typically dressed in somethin...
"Time's a-rolling," thought Debbie, as she pecked at the keyboard of her laptop, trying to get started on some serious surfing. She realized her friends were right – at least in one aspect of their oft-repeated, unsolicited advice: She'd been divorced for almost four years, and, at the age of 39, it was time to get back into circulation. As a single mother o...
Have you ever wondered how it feels to be a beautiful girl? I bet you have unless you are one, which I assume the vast majority of you are not. Allow me to describe the experience since I am extremely well qualified. It's a strange deal. You get completely boxed in and defined by it. I am relentlessly stereotyped and pigeon-holed as if my visual appeal is...
"Hang in there" he said as he walked away. I had to smile a bit when he said that. The story of my life in three little words. That's pretty much all I've done in life is hang in there. When I was dead and gone that is what it would say on my tombstone. Frank Dalton 1962 -20?? He hung in there When I started school I was a chubby kid and all the kids wou...
Jennipher was a beautiful young girl. She had led a sheltered life due to her over-protective parents. This strictness combined with the busy work lives that her parents led had created a barrier between her and them in a way that meant she could not relate to them and always felt somewhat distant from them. When she tried to open up to them she felt like sh...
It was probably the first place she had ever been that truly could be called a "Lounge." After all, there had been many bars, joints, clubs and other assorted locales that had born such a title through their neon and plywood signs, but they all tended to lack that essential quality that let you truly 'lounge.' Most of them were loud joints, with music blarin...
It was just after 7:00 P.M. Saturday evening when my computer alerted me that I had incoming e-mail. The note was brief and to the point, “We are going out tonight. Pick me up at 8:30 P.M. sharp!!!”. The message was signed simply, “MH”. Mistress Heather, or more specifically, my Mistress. You see, I am the collared slave of the beautiful enchantress, Mistres...
CHAPTER 1 The recruitment team interviewing applicants to train as co-pilots with Capella Aviation left the youngest guy to last, expecting to ridicule Danny Mortimer (24) who'd just scraped in at the minimum age and yet was claiming 5320 hours as a pilot. "Are you twenty-four or more like thirty, claiming these amount of flying hours as a licensed pilot?"...
20. The jumpsuit was comfortable, and he could even get used to the mask, but the cape was a real pain in the neck. It wasn't attached to the mask—had it been that way in the comics?—and had to be tied separately, and he kept sitting on it and half choking himself. The boot tops felt kind of silly too. He was wearing them over a pair of lace-up rubber-soled...
Mary is a gal who lives in the condo next to mine and when I answered the knock at my front door that Wednesday night there she was. "Bill, I've got a problem that I am hoping you can help me with." "Sure Mary, what is it?" "I just got a call from my manager and she wants me to get my butt out to Chicago for a huge corporate meeting that just came up and...