I met Cancace, in the fall of 1988. We were both members of a Christian dating service in Orange County, California. Each week, the service held a "group" session which was, sort of, a psychotherapy, group where people discussed their "issues." I was a passive member, who supported others, and didn't really go beyond the "I am still looking for love" state...
The Day of the Ceremony is Finally Here Part 7 As I drove home from work, I could not stop thinking about how our lives as slave and slut had escalated so quickly. What felt like days ago, I was a powerful executive about to obtain my new and even more respected position, but instead I was driving home soaked in my colleagues urine as the new office demoral...
CHAPTER ONE A year ago I was sitting on top of the world. I had a $350,000 house, a voluptuous wife named Amber, a successful business that we owned, a boat, a Harley and a generous bank account. And then like most men that have it all, I screwed it up royally by having an affair with my best friend Paul's wife. Paul has been my best friend my whole life. H...
Lance knelt patiently in the middle of the hard wood floor. His knees hurt, but Lance was a fairly athletic young man and didn't complain much-not that he could, really. "I signed up for this" he thought to himself, as always. Lance tried to kneel without resting his butt on his ankles, as it was good for his posture. His mother had once told him that a b...
Hello, this is my first story I upload (not the first story I made). I am sure I didn't do a good job expressing my thoughts so please excuse me. You will notice the walls of dialogue and not so much "explaining". That's just my style but I hope to improve for the future. Anyway I expect some constructive criticism but please use simple words, I'm not stupid...
Phase 1 -- Layoff. Phase 2 -- Offer. Phase 3 -- Change of Status Phase 4 -- Iran Phase 5 -- Deportment School First Week. Phase 6 -- Deportment School Third Week. Phase 7 -- Deportment School Thirteenth Week. Phase 8 -- Deportment School Back to work. Phase 1 -- Layoff. We all knew something big was going on, the low buzz of layoffs was amplified...
My fingers moved quickly across the last of the raised dots. "Allison" my fingers read "I've been looking all over town for you! You have company at home. A young man all the way from New York. His name is David Noyes. 'Thank you' cried Allison and waved her hand. She hurried, and when she reached Beech Street, she ran all the way up the block to her hous...
I first met my wife whilst I was on a break in Durban, South Africa five years ago. I was based in Lusaka in the final year of a four year assignment in Zambia and I needed a week or two in a somewhat normal country and found a small but elegant beachside guest house on the internet and booked in for a week. The owner promised to send her daughter to meet me...
Joyce Randall's cell phone rang. She raced across the bedroom, the towel flapping about her mature body. She cursed as she noted the name of the caller, Ex-husbeast. Stealing her nerves for the battle that was sure to come, she hit the answer button. "Yes, Jason, what is it now?" she demanded. "I'm running a bit late. Work has been frantic this week," Joyce...
So it came to pass in that golden age of heroes that many kings, queens, and oracles came to the same conclusion: monsters, be they from the land, air, or sea, would take tribute. It was King Minos with his terrible beast of a stepson who started the tribute idea, mostly because he was the first to demand it, and the yearly take became normal for the entire...