Chapter 1 - The Noblest Antiquarian Bookstore Jane Prynn sat stroking a first edition Hemingway. She opened the book, spread the pages, and ran her fingertips across the cream colored paper. Absorbing the print through her touch, the scene in the paragraph began to emerge in her mind. She could smell the acacia blossoms, taste dry dirt on her lips and he...
Chester and I had been texting each other all day, so it was no surprise to me when he ripped my underwear from beneath my dress before we said, "Hello." As he bent me over the couch and licked my pussy, I began to regret my decision to give into the forces of society. Every time his tongue touched my clit I wondered if it would be the last time I would be...
This is a Halloween contest story. Too many readers don't vote. Please vote. I need the support of your vote. * Do you know what the most frightening thing on Earth is? Go ahead and guess. Think about it. I bet you don't know what the most frightening thing on Earth is. What is the most frightening thing on Earth? Is it something living or something dead...
Promotion It was a sunny and pleasant day in downtown Chicago; the sun, high in the sky, was warming the busy streets of the city as Summer was just getting underway. Julia sat outside at a busy corner bistro, alone at a table, just off Michigan Avenue, across the street from the Art Institute. Lost in her own thoughts, she idly strummed her long red nails,...
This story is not true other than it is something I reflected back on being that I grew up in the real miniskirt days of the later 60's. In this story I was a handful of years older than at the time. ***** Well it was time to look for a job for the summer as college was about to be letting out. I applied several places, some were offices, some were more ma...
He sat on an old, ragged divan shoved against a bare brick wall at the back of the warehouse, smoking a cigar, lost in thought. He seemed to be watching the two girls, working on a guy in what appeared to be a furniture store display 15 feet away. Bright lights created a sea of color in the drab cavernous building; a palate of pastels complete with carpet,...
She looked out upon the city from the 42nd floor, watching the snow swirl through the air, feelings of melancholy began to overwhelm her composure. How her life had come full circle in some ways and how it had turned out so differently than she had envisioned. As a young girl fresh out of business school, she stood in the lobby of this very building during i...
Hello, there. My name is Linda Lasalle. I'm a young Black woman of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I was born and raised in the City of Cap-Haitien, Northern Haiti. I've been living in the Confederation of Canada since 2010. Ladies, I got a wickedly interesting story to share with you. It took place during the fall of 2011....
I bent over my desk and shoved my ass high into the air. My black skirt fell forward, exposing the flimsy silk of my matching thong. Mr. Traynor, my boss, came up to me from behind and shoved the thong aside. His unusually large cockhead eased itself slowly between my butt cheeks, and my experienced asshole shuddered under the pressure, then gaped wide open....
Memorandum From: Robert McIntosh To: Jodi Reinsdorf CC: Human Resources Re: Your Brains Jodi, this is Bob, from down the hall. Just wanted to interface with you on a dialogue point regarding your recent objections to the new Client Relations Initiative, and get your 360-degree feedback on the proposal I brought to your attention a couple of hours ago....