The usual disclaimers apply. This is a work of fiction, characters are mainly a part of my overactive imagination, and any relation to people or places is purely coincidental. This story contains forced sex, violence, prostitution and heterosexual relations. If any of these are illegal in your place of residence then please do not read. Contains graphic mate...
Chapter 05 -- Shop 'Til You Drop It seemed like it took forever for Sunday to arrive. What made it worse was that I had not heard from Emma since her voicemail after I left her office. If plans had changed, I was unaware, which could certainly lead to utter disappointment. As I lay in bed Sunday morning thinking of all the things that could have derailed to...
This is one of those second person point-of-view vignettes that many writers claim can't be done well. To top THAT off, it's in the present tense. Strike two, you groan! Go ahead, roll your eyes—but read it anyway. You just might enjoy it. If you don't tell, no one will ever know. *wink* ~ ~ ~ So, this business trip you're on—dull, isn't it? The days are l...
My name is Todd Holiday and I am kind of an asshole. I know this because I've heard it whispered in the hallways of my company, Infinity Tire and Rubber. my wife yelled it at me while walking out the door and several of the service staff at my home have mentioned it while they quit. At one time, I saw it written on the women's bathroom on the executive floor...
I thought all I needed to forget about the day was a drink at the hotel bar. A whole day of conferences with arrogant men wearing suits was exhausting. Sitting alone at a table I kept refusing the offers to buy me drinks. They all looked the same, and I just didn't want to hear what Ivy League School they graduated from or how high on the corporate ladder th...
The name is Ray Pierre. A big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I'm currently studying Business Administration at Carleton University. When I'm done, I'm thinking of moving to the United States of America. The real land of opportunity. The glass ceiling doesn't hang as low down there. In Canada, men and women...
The ancient Olympian gods have been reincarnated in the modern age as semi-mortal beings with human lifespans, but powers comparable to what they once held. Having taken human identities, the gods now live new lives in the mortal world, gravitating to occupations appealing to their ancient divine portfolios. For example, Zeus and Hera now have become the own...
Candy Moves Up The Corporate Ladder Candy was attending her company's annual kick-off meeting at the local country club. The company she worked for was a pretty decent sized bank, and this was her first job ever right out of college. While the executives were speaking, she glanced around the room to keep herself entertained, such as some eye-candy. It hadn'...
I couldn't tell you how long I've been away. It felt as if all my days have blended together. For all I knew, something that happened yesterday could have easily happened last week. My day generally started before the sun came up and finished well after the sun went down. Ambient lighting and climate control often simulated the normal business hours of the d...
I've known Helen Blackstone forever. Ever since we were students at Morton Academy, an all-female private school located in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. Helen was the six-foot-two, gorgeous Black Amazon-like chick I always admired. She was captain of the women's soccer team at the Morton Academy and one of the toughest women in the universe. I worshi...