Editor's Note: I've simply dropped you here with a start. The identities of you, your boss, and any reports or contacts you have are up to you! This is a branching story based on the multiverse of the Adriksehn:Skipper story on MagicMystique.com. If you're super lost, or unsure where to start in adding something, check that out first. If you're just here to...
My wife and I had known each other for more than twenty three years. We'd been married twice to each other in the last ten years. To say that our relationship had been tempestuous would be an understatement. It was also inspiring, loving, passionate and entirely filled with a fabulous sex life; from pure fucking all the way to wondrous love making. We both h...
The SEG team arrived on time. They knocked on the door and Matt quickly put on his clothes and opened the door. SEG team consisted of 2 men and one middle aged woman officer. They acted promptly, entered the room with their equipment. Meredith was still on the bed in her birthday suit. Her unkempt hair only added to her gorgeous look. Male Officer 1 said,...
Thai drove through the outskirts of Zenith toward the center of the city. At this point the sky was lighter. The black of night had already faded to a deep blue which started fading into orange. She could see a thick brown layer of smog congesting the skyline of multistory domes and buildings around the city's central hub. With every city block closer to the...
This is a long-term story with potentially an infinite life in it, and it revolves around a man (written from a first-person perspective) finding himself in deep financial trouble and finding money and enjoyment in becoming a high-class male hooker. This chapter, as well as the ones to follow, will hit on more than one particular genre, which is why it's bee...
I live in a town of 5,500 folks in Colorado. We are rural, agricultural and have a large Hispanic population. I am fifty five and have been self-employed most all my adult life. Times were becoming difficult in my business and I knew I was not going to survive without making some changes. More and more, Hispanic restaurants, 'Tiendas' and cultural enterpri...
Benjamin took a cab to Dag Hammarskjold Plaza. His father was waiting for him at a table with two breakfast sandwiches. Benjamin paid the cabbie. "Keep the change," he said to the man as he ran towards his father. "Hey Pops" he greeted his dad. "Thanks for meeting me early today." "Early? You're late. You said 7 am." Benjamin shrugged. "Sorry. You know how...
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?" At least that's what a wise man once told me so how about I tell you a story? A story about a city on the coast of California called Redwater, The City of Stories. Long before it was known as Redwater City or as everyone else calls it, Redwater, the land that would become the city was ho...
We met on the Bulletin Boards. I sent Lucy a 'Private Message' and she replied. She was very careful in her responses and gave very little away. She was amusing straight away with subtle one liners which I enjoyed. She wouldn't give away any specifics about where she lived or what she did and it took time to get to know that she travelled around Europe quite...
Madam Warwick's the brainchild of Annabeth Warwick, (a former prison warden) and Frank Edwards (a retired IT engineer and veteran). The converted estate in upstate New York first opened its doors in 2005 to a carefully selected group of two hundred 18-20 year old female students. The student body had grown to over 800 in the ensuing years. The school is a...