This story was co-written by Trainman D (Ward Joseph’s Story) and LeasaJ (Heidi’s Story) Ward Joseph’s Story Part 1 “Shit, shit, shit!” I exclaimed. My best employee had just notified me that she was going to the hospital for an operation and would be out for at least 2 months. At least, our busiest period was over but she did more, knew more and work...
Normally, this was his favourite time of day. No one in the library but him. Just him and the books. Ahhh, the books, his books. Inhaling deeply, he could almost taste the knowledge contained within these tombs, some bound with loving care, others with a splash of glue and little thought. Many people sneezed when they entered the library, the tickle of motes...
It was early morning on the last day of November and j was hurrying to finish packing. She was giggling at the amount of luggage she would be bringing-- other than what she had on, the rest of the clothes she would pack could fit in her purse but her Master had commanded her to bring all of the toys, and although not very bulky, they did take up space. She p...
It was 8 am in London, the beginning of yet another dreary day. And there is nothing drearier than a government building on a rainy day. This ran through the mind of Andy, the fat, 29 year old security guard at the SIS building at Vauxhall Cross. But, Andy didn’t tell his friends and family that he worked at the SIS building. He told them he worked at the MI...
The whole health check goes smoothly. No dangerous symptoms such as overweight, high blood pressure, fast heartbeat, or HIV active. Philip is in good mood but tired. Returning to the VIP room, he finds an additional set of tools: notebook, band tape and a watch in the pretty nurse’s hand. He remembers the promise about the extra test. But since he is really...
I sat in my office smoking a Lucky Strike and reading the paper. The Japs were still in Washington trying to negotiate an end to their assets being frozen. DiMaggio had a 40 game hitting streak for the fucking hated Yankees. It was sweltering in my office on Main Street. The fan in the window was succeeding only in blowing hot air around the room. Outside, t...
Matt stood in the elevator, the polyester Doorman's jacket scratching at his neck. Heading down to the front desk of the high-rise apartment building, he watched the numbers crawl to a stop on 43.... The door swung open and a beautiful brunette walked in. It took everything Matt had to not stare openly, and he looked down at the carpet as the doors swung sh...
As I'm a student at University, I often find myself strapped for cash if I want to have a night out so I sometimes earn £30 a night by taking care of children while parents are out for an evening. And I'm well known around the town for being a very reliable young lady (They often feel obliged to pay me extra for all the cleaning and dishes done etc). Anyway...
Sighing, Tom rubbed his eyes and tried to concentrate on the computer screen in front of him. This project was taking hours longer than he expected and he couldn't wait to get home and relax with a beer. He was gazing out of the window when a knock at his office door startled him. The door opened and his secretary, Rebecca, poked her head around the door; "...
To bring you up to date, in part one of this narrative you get some of the details as to how my life with the Secret Society began. Some of you have written in the comments about your concerns related to STDs and other aspects of this adventure. Believe me, I had the same concerns, but once your life is intertwined with something such as the Secret Society,...