** My first attempt at a longer piece - do let me know what you think! ** ***** I was always a patsy for being sent to conferences at short notice, the price I paid for being single, childless and pet-less. This particular conference, my boss reasoned I could drop everything and head to Liverpool at short notice, with a couple of hundred quid as a sweetene...
Pamela climbed the stairs from the dressing room to the main gym with anticipation: she always enjoyed her late-evening exercise, it was her relaxation and meditation time. This had been an awfully tense day at work, so tonight there would be no weight-machines, just a long ride on the semi-recumbent Exercycle, then a thorough stretch. She scanned the room:...
Apologies for the even longer than usual delay between chapters. A combination of exams, holidays, time-out and career choices have all been contributing factors, but I am back with Chapter 14. To bring you up to date, I have retained my rather masculine haircut which I remain thrilled with as it still has a deliciously sexy feel to it, and things have prog...
Trevor noticed his friends were suddenly giving him more space. Maybe it was the fact that they had seen how a single touch could manifest an uncontrollable transformation. In the hotel hallway, they had made him go ahead of them. In the elevator, Max and Sabrina stood close together on one side, with Trevor on the other. He sat in the backseat of the car, a...
Spring break in Fort Lauderdale was a wild and exciting time for both the college students taking a break from books, tests, and parents as well as many of the younger year-around inhabitants of the small town. Yes, it was a small town back then-in 1962. With a population of around twenty-thousand most of the year that swelled to double that amount during th...
The year is 2069. It's late December, right after Christmas... "Don! How are you my friend? Get yourself some new wheels?" "Mikey! I'm great, buddy. No, it's an old one my dad used. Nice though. Got a handbrake, and it folds up slicker than shit." Don shuffled over to the dusty old kitchen table in Mike's sunroom. He held on tight to his rolling walker as...
Disclaimer: This sardonic new BTB-fantasy version of (RIGHT) UNDER HIS EYES (with better punctuation) is a work of fiction. All sexual players are at least 18 years old no matter their height. Nobody dies. Do not take this seriously. It is not a hot stroker. There is little detailed sex here, nor much reality. You *will* find sick humiliation and a little (h...
I was one of the early "modern" female FBI agents. I graduated from college in the 1970's, with an unusual combination of a both accounting and computer science degrees and a CPA. I also ran track in college and was in pretty good shape. I applied to the FBI and was accepted, and after my training and probationary work I found myself assigned to a white coll...
(Tales piece-mealed together from message-boards, AOL tales and RPs, turned into one long, cool short story. The tale takes place aboard the SCS Ecstasy, a pleasure ship floating through space, where the servitor robots ('bots) can perform ANY function within certain parameters... that are about to be broken!) Part I: Theora He kissed her gently at first,...
I got a job stacking shelves at the supermarket during the Summer holidays of my second year at College. Judging by my antics and expenditure during my first year I was going to need the cash. I was 20 years old and spending nights filling shelves was hardly my idea of fun but then beggars can't be choosers, can they? Besides which, as I found out towards th...