When he opened the door, he could not believe what he was seeing. There, standing on his front stoop was a police officer, a very attractive officer, but an officer non-the less; the last thing that he would have expected. "Good evening sir," she touched the brim of her cap as she spoke. "Is there a problem officer?" his throat was dry; his voice was soft...
NOTE: This is a fictional report, strictly from my imagination. Any semblance to reality (person, place or thing) is purely by accident. No disparagement of anyone is intended; it is just a story. [VO = voice over] A Special Report by Cassie Robbins. [Cassie VO] This week marks the 100th anniversary of the ABS, the American Barberettes Society, a group of...
My hair had finally reached that point where it got to be more trouble trying to keep it clean and combed each day than to make an appointment and get a haircut. Now all my life I'd gone to Elliot's Haircut Store, that's going on fifty some odd years now. Elliot cut my grandfather's hair, he cut my father's hair and then he cut my hair, that is until he pass...
The weekend at last… I was heading home to my husband. I knew there was something special planned for the weekend but he wouldn't tell me what. I was soon to find out what an interesting weekend it would be. I parked the jeep in the driveway and proceeded to the house. I entered the front hallway where we exchanged pleasantries then he said, in his commandi...
Claire Recounts her upbringing and perspective on what happened with Jack. I have tried to avoid the typical and often boring error of just recounting events from a different point of view. The reader begins to gain an appreciation of what makes Claire tick. Is she truly a sub? New readers of this series should read the previous three chapters. Because this...
Chapter 5 – Lower Your Defences. ***** Author's Note Many thanks to my amazing editor – T Boy. You are a diamond in the rough my friend. ***** John's eyes opened to see the deep red light of a dying off summer day. It passed through the open window and onto the bedroom floor, where he had played with Anny earlier this morning. They had spent the day in his...
Chapter 1 The Mark "Holy crap I can't believe it actually came!" Stanley Jackson said to his friend over the phone. Stan was a nineteen year old recent graduate of Churchill High. He wasn't the smartest kid in his graduation class but he could top anyone one of them in slyness. Stan was always cooking up some scheme to either make a quick buck or get in s...
This is obviously a continuation of The Masquerade Chapters 1-4. If you would like to get to know the characters a little more, please read the previous stories! Sorry for the delay in the posting of Chapter 5. What can I say, it was my birthday! I hope you enjoy this next chapter. Comments and votes are, as always, welcome. Eskimo_Kiss xxoo * Alex wa...
"Get tha fuck out of the way," I demanded! I was driving home from my nine hour work day at the firm. Spain can be so cruel to horny, American, business women. I haven't had sex in four months. Scratch that, six months. I needed to get home so that I could watch tennis. I got out of my car once I arrived at my newly decorated apartment. There was one lette...
Her sharp intake of breath almost stopped my heart for a second, when the scalpel bit into her smooth pale skin. The skin parted easily to that sharp thin blade, and the vein just beneath the collarbone and above the firm breast and hard nipple opened forth from the same incision. She didn't move or scream. There was plenty of play in the ropes that loosely...