Josh preferred living alone but since he switched to teaching part-time (so he could write the great American novel), he could no longer afford his apartment's rent. He had relished being able to walk around half naked, watch what TV shows he wanted, let the dirty dishes build up, keep whatever hours he wanted and be a slob. That was going to change, he real...
We are on a romantic getaway in the mountains. We are staying in a secluded mountain cabin. The cabin is a type of duplex with one large main living area that includes a massive fireplace, a beautiful Billiard table, a couple of leather sofas and an extremely large wall mounted flat screen. There are to suites that coke off the main area. We move our stuff i...
I stood speechless looking at Mark standing in the doorway. Panic set in and I tried to run past him to get to my bed room. Mark is at least 4" taller than me and much stockier. He blocked my path and asked me what my hurry was. I was scared, Mark was ruthless when he found out anything he could use against anyone. If he could embarass you he would, I had...
Rules and Punishment: Complete Control The third rule and most important one after the two fundamental rules, was that she was to always follow any of his instructions without question or hesitation, even if the instruction would cause her to break a rule (which she would still be punished for). He had told her that if she ended up breaking a rule do to an...
The envelope had been delivered under the door. An ugly manila envelope contained a letter, a plane ticket and a set of instructions. Inside the manila envelope was a smaller envelope with red writing in a strong masculine scrawl, DO NOT OPEN UNTIL FURTHER INSTRUCTED. Nira had studied the envelope and letter for hours in her little apartment in San Francisco...
From the Journal of Victoria St. Christopher: September 5th, 1879 I have decided to begin this log of my thoughts and experiences now, as we begin our journeys overland through Africa, rather than during the period whilst we were at sea, for two reasons; the first being that sea voyages are commonplace now, and unworthy of note in a historical journal; and...
All names and characters in this story are fictional and have no connection with any actual person living or dead. The phone number is fictional. * Andy (or Andrea, whichever he happened to be at the moment) had preferred wearing 40B bras. Oh sure, he had others in his collection, ranging from 36B to 38B -- that he adapted with strap extenders. But for th...
"That was her?" "Yes." "Not much to look at." "No woman ever is before her first upgrade. The gods see to that. It's how the first one takes that matters." "So you say." "You'll see. She'll be everything her breeding says she should be." "You won't interfere?" "She doesn't know who her mother was. Neither will anyone else." "As long as there's no bia...
This morning, Wen had Moto escort her all the way to the Laundry Department. Beforehand, Wen had been making secret little notes about her own thoughts, and ... strangely enough ... diagrams. When she was at the Laundry Department, she saw a large group of women working mostly by hand. Some soaked clothing in cauldrons of hot water with certain chemicals. T...
One May evening Chris decided that it would make rather a good series of photos if he were to drive me into town to the Salvation Army Clothing Bank- a large enclosed steel container situated in a public car park into which people could put their unwanted clothes. He would photograph me generously donating my old clothes into the container. But there would b...