"The Man in the Attic" and a most peculiar living arrangement A made-for-TV movie based on a true story, "The Man in the Attic" tells a complex and startling tale of how a middle-aged woman and a young man created a most peculiar and morally troubling family arrangement. The story begins in the 1910s. A youth named Edward Broder (Neil Patrick Harris) does...
I exiled myself to my residence on Saville Row, free to deal with my guilt each and every day. I read every thing I could lay my hands on. I grew a beard, shaved it off, then grew another and shaved that off as well. In no time at all a year flew by and I had not left the house at all. My housekeeper was the only person I saw or spoke with in all that time a...
Shopping Trip It was night. You were sitting in the library at your desk. You were staring at your laptop. You Tube. It was your page. You had posted childhood pictures last year. It seemed so far away. There was a picture of you sitting on the front steps of a neat, brick suburban house. An adorable little eight year old you in a powder blue sweater, jea...
There are some nasty things happening in section 17. If you are squeamish at all you might want to skip that section. Don't say you weren't warned. 11) My daughter Jenny showed up for her regular Saturday morning visit the next day. She lives in residence at the university not too far away. She had a collection of dirty clothes with her that needed to be...
Raghav was a one happy man on the last Sunday and he had fucked the woman other than his wife for the first time in his life. But he loved his wife, whom he never understood and he knew that he would never in his life. He knew that she loved him too. Pooja still was recovering from the fucking she got from her husband. Her sore pussy was now feeling somewh...
I was drifting through time in the library of a small village in Vermont one November afternoon, enjoying the swirl of leaves on tawny grass outside as autumn winds shouldered their way along the steep-walled valley that hemmed-in the little town. I was trying my best to ignore the pile of books on the table beside me. I had been looking for something in tho...
I knew some thing was wrong when I heard my wife call my name. I was half asleep and sort of half pissed because she was so late. She had gone to a movie with her sister. I was wide-awake when I heard the sound of her voice again. I glanced at the clock, it was almost three AM. I ran down the hall and saw her lying on the floor just inside the front door. I...
As days passed the thoughts about what we missed after ending the relationship with Shrini and Rohini plagued me. Rohini and I frequently discussed about what transpired in the last year and half and each time I would unearth something that I didn't know. I wondered when Rohini would try to convince me to reinitiate the affair but she never did. Despite th...
This story will likely be most enjoyable if it is read after reading The Domme Club and one or two other stories in the series (for background of Tom and Monica's relationship and how Tom has previously been humiliated in front of the Domme Club.) Respectful comments are appreciated. ***** Mistress Monica left Tom the standard list of chores to do while s...
I'm sure I went a deathly pale, as the books are so fond of saying. I still didn't know what the hell he meant, but it sounded far too ominous. I'd asked him what 'come home' meant, and he said he was my home now. How can a person be a home? It struck me as confining, but after all, that's what he was all about. Confining me, physically and psychologically....