This chapter continues straight on from Part One. If you haven't read that one I suggest you do so first, otherwise this chapter will not make much sense. The link is in my profile. * * * * "It makes sense to go back to Maddy's place first," said Adam, "since she needs dry clothes and a hot shower." "Yes, but I've not got much food in the house and a rubb...
As she went down in the lift Madelyn unzipped the bottom ten inches of her tight leather skirt, nearly revealing the top of a fine silk stocking on her left thigh, but not quite. Around the office she made sure the zip was always fully done up, that dramatic slash from the right side of her waist to the bottom left of the skirt, zipped closed. The cling of...
Part 6: The Assistant Since my promotion things couldn't have been better. Work has been good and the play has been even better. Things have been getting boring and into a rut. There has been a lot of turnover and my work lovers Karlen, Amy and Erin have all moved on and are no longer with the company. Barbara is still there, and we'll occasionally have "me...
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Dear readers, this is the first chapter of a multi part story. I hope you enjoy this and come back for the rest of the story. ***** Jane looked down at her legs, shifting them from side to side, assessing her tan. They were still very pale, not unusual for early May, but she liked what she saw. Her long legs, highlighted by the black bikini bottom, were on...
This story is from my own original thoughts and is made for a mature audience. Cain here. It has been two months since my last entry. Fettel help me, I'm running out of time. They are only a few days away from catching me, everyday my powers grow and everyday I attract more attention. My appearance has changed, I have become several inches taller and my...
It was dark; the night so black as to be suffocating. The city around her had turned into a concrete jungle only one which was void of all wild life. She walked quickly keeping her head down so as to appear submissive. She knew that direct eye contact would be seen as a challenge and she wanted to avoid anything of the sort. She was on a mission of sorts; sh...
The irony of the electric chair is that it was invented by Thom Edisson, as an extension of his research into alternating currents. I do not know if he refined the death device after he invented the chrono accelerator, or before. But the similarities in the technical aspects are certainly convincing. I do not think, though, that the etheric channeling was pa...
Cassandra was running down the hall looking for a way out. She had lost her gun and she barely escaped from the grip of a huge, ugly monster. The rest of the team was not responding through the intercom. I need to find a way back to the ship. This mission is a total failure. There was a lot of activity in the complex but not the way it was supposed to be....
Spring in Toronto is normally warm and pleasant, but this was not one of those type of days. Cassandra looked out the view from her window, it was pouring, it was gray and she didn't want to be out in it. She'd had enough rain in her lifetime. Cassandra remembered something at that second – she hated rain. Hated it, loathed it, despised it with every fibre...