I was anxious, it was my first time with a dominatrix. I walked up to the door and knocked. A gruff voice answers, "What the fuck do you want?" Is he a bouncer or pimp? I wondered. "Is this the, uh, right house for, um..." The doors opens. "Yes it's the right fucking house. You bring your money?" He interrupts. "Um, uh yeah" I stammered, fumbling in my p...
Once rainy day in cultenhove, a quaint little village just on the outskirts of Stirling you would find jenny and Carrie in bed rolling a joint. The room was a pale shade of lilac and the girls were happy to spend this lazy day rolling around on the duvet and thinking up dirty words for various parts of the anatomy. Jenny was wearing tight red stockings and...
Didn't think there would ever be a sequel to this story, but a reader suggestion lead to a second chapter, and I'm already sorting out the third. As always, I encourage feedback. **** Gary stepped out of the limo to a series of flashes, photographers trying to get a killer photo of a celebrity without waiting to see who the celebrity was. By the time the...
To the love of my life. "C, I love you so much. Enjoy having our fantasy in print. Happy Valentine's Day!" Votre Fille. ~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~ I sit lounging on the couch, watching you pick up the dishes from the party, toying with dressing in front of you or surprising you with what I have planned for the rest of the night. Surprising you wins...
"Becky would you mind showing Mark around the office and help him settle in please?" Mr Anderson our senior partner requested. "Of course." I replied smiling at our new solicitor, gesturing he come with me. Mark was a dark haired handsome man who dressed very well and carried the persona of confidence and success without any arrogance. He greeted me warmly...
Warning: This is a tragic romance. A big thank you to my editor, Blackrandl1958. ****************** I liked to be alone. I lived alone, and I wanted to stay that way. I was off the grid as much as possible. I enjoyed being all alone and hidden away in Brooklyn, in New York City. I used a false name, and I paid my rent in cash. The landlord liked it; I susp...
LOCATION: St. Petersburg, Russia ALIAS: Miranda Davenport, sex historian from New York City MISSION: Find and retrieve a stolen sex journal belonging to Catherine The Great and catch the thieves. For this mission, I traveled to St. Petersburg. When I arrived there, it was really cold. I came out of the plane, wearing a long black wool coat, a red peasant...
"Come on girls. We need to get going," she told her four-year old twins. As they walked outside, she saw her neighbor and said good morning. "Oh, hi, Dawn!" a woman a few years older than her said in return. "Look at those pretty girls!" "Say thank you," Dawn told her daughters. "Thank you!" they called out in unison. "You're so welcome. Have a nice day...
Prologue An empty bottle of Chateauneuf du Pape stood beside a small dish of cheese, the last of the full red wine swirling in her glass. Her dark eyes, enhanced by the low wattage Tiffany lamps, peered over the hand slowly turning the glass, studying my facial _expression. She was curled up into a large, comfortable chair, blue in color. The loose, flowery...
He'd always been my favorite uncle; however right now I was glad he wasn't here or I'd strangle his scrawny neck. (Damn it Uncle Jessie, how could you?) George Bennett, Esq. droned on, reading the will. It was no secret I was Uncle Jessie's favorite nephew, most knew I'd be mentioned and receive a portion of the estate. The family was listening and this...