Chapter 28: On The Way Home If you are driving along the A6093 between Dalkeith and Haddington, just after you enter Pencaitland there is a turning on the right, immediately after the malting works, that leads up a dirt track road to the Pencaitland Railway carpark (if you are going in the opposite direction, it's on the left just before you leave the vill...
It was Saturday night and Lily bade me to go and get dressed as Julie. I put on my wig, make-up, and clothes, wondering what this evening had in store for me. I had dressed in black knickers, bra, and suspenders and stockings. Over that I put on a black mini dress, and a white blouse. I always feel delicious as Julie. Lily had dressed in red knickers and bra...
LXVA Woman's PlaceIris2057 The pay was better. The uniform was smarter. The hours of work were more flexible. But despite the fact that in the current job market it was never as easy to find a job as Iris hoped, there was little about her new choice of career that she liked. "It's a weird kind of front, isn't it?" Ember commented when they met up for a cha...
It is dark outside the high barred windows before I venture in with the others. Dinner had been served not long before and is still sitting out on the wide oak serving table. I grab a roll and pick, uninterested in it yet knowing I should eat. Many of the girls have retreated back to their rooms already, so the common room is mostly deserted. Louis sits in o...
A plot? Very little. And I know there'll be comments about safety on the roads, but trust me, I'm a sensible woman and at no time was any man, woman, squirrel or fox in any danger during the making of this story. So. We've been chatting awhile -- okay, a week if I'm blunt -- but with a gut-instinct for bullshit so honed I'm willing to trust it, here's me,...
It was certainly fascinating to watch Eddie in action with his own wife instead of mine, of course. The subtle ways that showed his fierce affection for Melissa, even as he buggered, restrained, and gagged her were truly touching in their own way. I could tell that, while he liked my dear Britta-Lise a great deal, the strongest emotional bond was definitely...
And on the seventh day.... I love Sundays. I love simple, sunny, slow, sexy Sundays. I especially love simple, sunny, slow, sensuous, shaving sex on Sundays. So this Sunday was right up my street! I was lying back naked on the warm crumpled bed with the sun streaming in through the window. My legs were wide apart and my handsome lover was beside me gently...
It was still very early in the evening, he had cruised the bars seeking the right one for this evenings indulgence. The unwitting fodder milled about him unknowingly as he tested the air. He had no need to impress anyone and had dressed accordingly in a pair of grey chinos, a white shirt, and sandals. A crumpled white sun hat adorned his cropped and bleached...
(To enjoy this story fully, please read the chapter 1 and 2 first. I tried to translate the Hindi dialogues to English but it is very difficult to translate the exact meaning of Hindi dialogues.) * Next day morning, Raju asked me my program on the breakfast table. I told him that I have to submit some papers in the court and should be free by 12.00 in noon...
And so it came to be that Dolly moved into Number 7 Saville Row with me. Neither the housekeeper, nor the manservant raised an eyebrow over it for which I was exceedingly grateful. Now I had done some introspective thinking around this time and concluded that I was not a very outgoing personage. I had few, if any friends. I had but few acquaintances; and wo...