Evolution, change over time. The mailgirls program had seen it's fair share, but now, Neal, my old assistant, had been named head of the program and he intended to "streamline" it. For too long, he said, there had been too many hands in the pot and as a result too many rules, often contradictory, had been created. Now, with him as the new head, there will be...
1875 Annabelle breathed deeply as her eyes opened. With a level of vigor she never thought she would ever feel again, she sat up in bed. Impulsively, she began to laugh. She felt... strong. Revived. Alive. The fever that had ailed her for days, that had already claimed the rest of her family, was gone. She was herself again. No, that wasn't quite right. Sh...
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We arrived in Mexico, to a small town about forty miles from Mexico City. Culture shock doesn't begin to describe it. I knew I was in a different world when I asked where the quality control equipment was stored, and they took me around back, to where it was still sitting in the shipping crates, in the weather, Some of it was ruined. There was also a twent...
Hello, my pervy readers. I'm back with the 4-part continuation of Police Training. There will be spankies, laughter, criminal activities, and some heart-wrenching scenes. As usual, this is a finished story, and I'll be submitting one chapter every Sunday. Enjoy. Special thanks to MJ Wacko for being the bestest editor ever. Three years have come and...
This is a story of an alternate reality where there is a branch of Christianity that has rejected the dogma normally associated with sex. Posted 8 Apr 08 -- Revised June 09 Chapter 7: Marcia's Got It Lady Jennifer flew into her private dining room as she did earlier this morning, but rather than passing through, she went to her seat at the table. Immedia...
PART THREE Chapter Five Kerry sat alone in the lounge area of the suite, a book open in her lap to the same page it had been for an hour. Billy was still awake, clacking away at his computer, and Henry was waiting for her, though she hoped he was already asleep. It couldn't be love. It had to be infatuation. That was it! She had never felt either before,...
I was making a Caesar salad for dinner when the doorbell rang. I mumbled a curse, hoping it wasn't some salesman or Jehovah's Witness as we'd been getting a lot of both lately. A polite "no thanks, not interested" on my lips, I opened the front door and instead breathed "whoa" at the very attractive woman standing on my porch. "Hi!" she said, perky as she c...
Sunlight pierced into Julie's room with a kind of warmth that was both comforting, and a little annoying. Her mother, Emma, had been bothering her incessantly for weeks about enjoying the midsummer's hot, dry weather by going on bike rides, walking, or doing something outdoors. It wasn't that she didn't enjoy going outside, only that there wasn't anyone wh...
This story is a submission to the sixth Friendly Anonymous Writing Challenge (FAWC) and a tribute to the founder of FAWC, slyc_willie, who we lost unexpectedly in October 2015. The true author of this story is kept anonymous until the end of the competition. Authors base their story on a list of four items. Their choices included the following letters: S L Y...