Editing help by: Angel Love It was a dreary, rainy day as the Professor pulled into the parking lot of the college. The light Northwest wind blew slightly; his thoughts stuck on the fact that it was Saturday and a special class had to be held today in preparation for an upcoming test. His biology class was approaching graduation and several students were cl...
Mrs. Swanson was a very successful attorney who specialized in the defense of women who were sexually harassed in the workplace and women who were abused by their male boyfriend or husband. I was her very first male employee. It was her plan to hire a male assistant, knowing the older woman who had long worked for her would someday retire. She had interview...
"Some people!!! Grrr..." I growled, slamming the phone down, causing a coworker or two to look at me with fear and worry. It was my hundredth call of the morning, and it wasn't pleasant. No, not at all. Computer users can be such IDIOTS sometimes, I mused to myself. I was struggling with a network project, but kept getting sidetracked by the phone constantly...
I guess you might say that I was one of the youngest student advisors and professors on campus. I teach "Journalism" at a university in northern California. It is a tough ladder to climb when you are a female. At age 30, I was among many seasoned and tenured professors that were just waiting for me to make a mistake, so I made sure I walked on the straight a...
Eddie looked at his watch as they headed out the front door. He was shaking his head. Of course it was taking longer to get going than he had planned! Joan was 3 steps behind him, carrying almost all of the bags. Eddie carried only her laptop case which held the digital camera and the camcorder along with spare batteries and memory chips for both. He led...
Julia sat back heavily at her desk, her mind unable to wrap itself around what she saw. Her normal mail stack had contained a heavy manila envelope, when she curiously open the package, a short note and a compact video viewing device had fallen onto her desk. The note was written in an untidy scrawl and the message was short and to the point. Log on, wait, I...
Chapter One - Introduction "Have you heard anything?" Natasha's voice cracked as the words fell from her mouth. Her ebony forehead was moist with sweat, exposing her growing anxiety. "Nothing," the other paralegal answered annoyed as he walked past her desk for his morning cup of coffee. Natasha knew better than to ask. If any of the suspicions were true,...
I've had some great feedback from the first couple of chapters and I really appreciate anything the readers of this story (or any of my stories) have to say on what I can do to improve my writing. Except for the guy who commented on chapter 2, accusing me of being a rapist and a chicken interferer. That was weird. Enjoy. * I sat at my desk massaging my te...
It had been a long busy day. The secretary had worked diligently to complete an important document for her boss by the close of business. She was wearily gathering her things, and preparing to leave when her boss asked her to step into his office for a moment. She had always found him attractive which made her slightly nervous in his presence. Today was eve...
Imagine... You're sitting at work. You came in early today, bringing with you a young man whom you've grown fond of because of his willingness to excite you. Wanting to try something risky and thrilling, you decided today to bring him with you to work and keep him under your desk while you're working. You have chosen to wear a loose fitting ankle length dre...