Chapter 1 Farmer's wife Annie Blake took a call from a neighbour Liz Adams, who sounded somewhat rattled. "Hi Liz, what's the problem? You sound upset." "I need to ask a huge favour; I can't think of any other solid solution. Tom and I have just been advised that our niece is on her way here from Boston and will arrive in Auckland at daylight on Thursday...
I dedicate this story to Bostonfictionwriter, who helped me get off of drugs, gave me a place to stay, and found me a job that paid enough to keep me off the streets and out of the shelters. Most of the story you are about to read is true, just the names have been changed. There is no sex in this story, just emotion. * There's no better day than Earth Day...
The green corduroy jacket hung in the wardrobe in Sal's bedroom nestled between her own clothes. It was a strange intimacy with a piece of male clothing from a man she really did not know at all well. One thing if it belonged to a boyfriend or a lover, a husband even, but quite another for just a neighbour. Perhaps she should have hung it in one of the spare...
I smiled into the glass, turning left and right the internal child in me screaming with glee. I mean being Robin wasn't exactly my dream come true of super heroes but it was pretty cool. The level of detail in the costume alone! Best of all, despite being a thirty-three year old dressed as The Boy Wonder, I thought I looked good. It fit me snug, showed off m...
We arrived here in the Alamo City last night. Our Jetblue flight was on time into the Austin airport and we had a very nice, leisurely drive down to San Antonio. We are never in too much of a rush unless we have to be...sometimes the journey is as important as the destination. You know the saying about stopping to smell the roses along the way... life goes b...
When the loud speaker blared that Billie had a visitor he was tied to a stool. Billie had become a plaything for a few of the more business savvy residents of Blofield State Penitentiary. When prisons became smoke free buildings cigarettes were no longer the illicit currency of choice. Stamps had come into fashion because they couldn't keep you from mailing...
When Michael came into the house, he expected to find Anna and her friend waiting for him on the couch or in the kitchen, drinking lemonade and chatting. Instead they both came down the hall and for a moment he was suspicious but the conversation at dinner was easy and culminated with a sweet scoop of banana pudding for dessert. By the end, Michael was sitti...
The days when poverty stricken parents sold their children into slavery are a distant memory. They are stories from the nineteenth century not the twenty-first. This said, parents are quite entitled to earn a 'finder's fee' if they introduce prospective staff to an employer. Times were hard in Rio de Janeiro and Mateus' father wanted the best for his son....
Afternoon Delight "Not only is she beautiful," Derek was saying, "but she also has a ravenous sexual appetite." The screen flickered into life and Jill's face was smiling electronically at the room full of men. They all knew her from the wedding and various other gatherings at their host's home. And, of course, some knew her better than that. There was...
The last few days in China have been exhausting. I love my profession as a prostitute. My job provides adventure, brothel protection, a high-end clientele, and many additional perks; however, the sex festival is proving itself exhausting. I am enjoying myself in the city of Shanghai, but there is no place like home. I shouldn't complain. He has provided an a...