I would like to thank Annieandy & darkangel718310. They were great editors. Any errors are my fault. I went back and had a nerdgasm over certain paragraphs after they were edited. You have my apologies. There is a lot of detail and it takes time to get to the sex. There will be mistakes feel free to help me improve, by telling me what can be fixed. My Am...
Looking up from the geology exam he was preparing, Shale Stephens glanced out the dirty little window of his office. There they were: the iconic ivy-covered walls that had come to symbolize the apex of academia in America. "There are people out there who would kill for a job with that view," he thought to himself. "A tenure-track position as an assistant pr...
Daniela pulled into her driveway at 6:30. She'd had a hellish day at the office and was relieved to see home. She was disappointed at the empty space in the garage next to her. "He's not here yet." She sighs. To say that she was frustrated with her husband was an understatement. Most men use the excuse that they are working late in order to cover up their in...
Chapter 01: The Curator's New Position Sue quickly questioned her career choice. Archaeology was a lot more Joe Accountant than Indiana Jones. After finishing her degree, she went straight to field assignments figuring that was where to find the action. When some of her finds appeared in archaeology journals credited to the dig leader she knew it would be a...
Meet Phoebe Matias, Professor of Women's Studies and Feminist Theory at Carleton University in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Born in the City of Calgary, Alberta, and educated at McGill University, Phoebe Matias is a striking Greco-Canadian woman with a good head on her shoulders. Five feet eleven inches tall, curvy but athletic, with dark bronze skin, long d...
Dr. Tentacle glared down at his desk with a snarl. The latest edition of the New York Times lay open on the surface with a picture of the hero, SuperiorMan, plastered on the front page. In a moment of frustration, he ripped the paper off the desk, crumbled it into a ball and hurled it across his office How he hated that dogooder hero! SuperiorMan was the onl...
The following story was cobbled together from some of my experiences and those of a close friend. For my part there was indeed a Magda in my life who taught me the wonders of oral sex. The rest of our relationship is based on an experience my friend had with his physiotherapist. Both experiences have generously benefited from our collective imaginations and...
Chapter 6— Let's Get the Party Started Frank had just hung up the phone after a conversation with Paul Riley at Citicorp. His bank had some preliminary interest in funding the bridge financing for the R&D projects, but they wanted to see the 10-Q before committing to anything. Frank was hearing that message over and over from each bank he contacted. That su...
After a glorious day of wandering through the calles of San Marco and Academia, and a delicious dinner along a quaint canal we returned to the hotel. As I asked the concierge for the room key, he and I were both distracted as you sat on the steps and removed your new Italian sandals, exposing your sweet thighs and fanning yourself in the humid summer air. Wi...
The story I am about to tell you is true. Names of people and places have been changed (OK, omitted - who am I kidding?) to protect (mostly) the innocent, but also the guilty. How am I sure it's true? You're going to have to trust me on this, but I heard the first-hand account from a person who has never lied to me in any way, shape, or form; and I have abso...