Another one I spit out while a touch intoxicated. It's too similar to other stories I've published to pursue further, so I'm pretty much laying it out there as-is. Forgive the inevitable errors. A Sluttier America It only started ten years ago or so, but the problem had already escalated to unsustainable levels. Men, across the nation, were becoming less a...
Janet Martinez was curious how things would go with the new CEO of the Wall Street firm. She had met him a few times before. She had also heard about his reputation and lavish lifestyle. As she entered his office, she wondered what exactly he wanted from her. Maybe the new boss was interested in meeting with everyone on the corporate legal team. It was a ni...
Thrown together with putty, electric tape and the finest stolen furniture, swing clubs dot the landscape. Hidden like camouflaged hunters in the dense underbrush, venues of questionable morality — whether they be churches, or sex sheds — are ubiquitous. Rifle through the glossy, substantial pages of your local adult rag, and you're bound to uncover advertis...
It was Cassandra Emily White's birthday and she was thrilled! She stood in her pink-hued bedroom in the perfect little suburban house she shared with her perfect family, admiring her frilly pink party dress, strawberry blonde curls, large blue eyes and pouty red lips. She glanced out the window at her perfect safe, boring little community when she heard a ho...
Won a slave auction to benefit a charity at Mephisto's? OK, but what about a charitable contribution deduction on your income tax? Francine Traline tried it, the IRS denied it, and Francine and her attorney Franklin Moore took them to Tax Court. Here's the decision (I wish; this is a JOKE, son). PURSUANT TO INTERNAL REVENUE CODE SECTION 7463(b), THIS OPINIO...
"Fuck!" Kate cried as she collapsed on to the sofa. "Fuck!" She downed yet another glass of vodka and pulled her knees into her chest to try and stop her slim body from shaking, her head from buzzing and the room from spinning. Jess felt good too, but nothing like Kate was feeling. Tom had already worshipped her pussy three times that day and had spent much...
As I sit in my car getting up the nerve to go into the office I start thinking about what lead up to this moment. Last night my roomy and I decide to watch "Basic Instinct". You know, the one where Sharon Stone flashes at the police station? Afterward my roommate dares me to let her dress me for work today. We've known each other since kindergarten, I'm 22...
Chapter 1 Monday AM Helen got out of bed and showered ready for work. She was looking forward to the day ahead with some trepidation as her office, something of an outpost of empire, was expecting a new boss to be appointed. A thrusting young manager was being sent from Head Office to get their business back on track. They say that a new broom sweeps clean,...
Megan was finally an upperclassman. After all that time being at the bottom of the food chain, she was now a senior at her local Westroot High. She had had a pretty normal first three years. She had ok grades, dated a little bit, tried different groups, and had a generally good time. But something had seemed different that summer. There were talks about some...
The Downtown Council was always looking for ways to keep office workers downtown and spending money after work. One of their longest running events was a monthly after-work cocktail party. I suppose they hoped people would stay afterward and eat at the city's restaurants, maybe even do a little shopping and see a show before heading back to the suburbs. As...