(It was late autumn of 1960 and I was 20 years old and was following my hobby of bird watching. I had unfortunately been captured by Amelia Wiff-Naseford, headmistress, for apparently being a Peeping Tom in the grounds of 'Dentwood Finishing School for Tall Girls aged 18 to 20 years old'. I had decided not to get the police involved by agreeing to submit m...
My new branch at the rival is a much stricter environment but mostly it's the same old same with me occupying a teller window for most of the day and covertly checking out most of the female clientele on the side. As far as the female percentage here at this new bank; none of them fit the bill if you know what I mean. "Hey you; I've been looking for you for...
(It was late autumn of 1960 and I was 20 years old and was following my hobby of bird watching. I had unfortunately been captured by Amelia Wiff-Naseford, headmistress, for being a Peeping Tom in the grounds of 'Dentwood Finishing School for Tall Girls aged 18 to 20 years old'. I had decided not to get the police involved by agreeing to submit myself to th...
Chapter Two Ellie quietly walked into the 133rd precinct of NYPD at about nine o'clock at night. Quietly, she waited in the queue for the desk sergeant. She kept her head down, but watched the antics of some of the newly arrested with amusement. Ellie saw a man, dressed as Superman, drunkenly trying to prove himself to be Clark Kent. At the same time, anot...
A wide grin crossed Sarah's face as she opened the door to her hotel room to find her bitch Ellie Woodcomb kneeling completely naked in front of her. Ellie even had her head down and didn't look up to check that it was Sarah. "I wasn't sure if you'd actually do this for me." Sarah said after quickly shutting the door. "I'd do anything for you Mistress Sara...
Chapter Eight Ellie looked at Gabriel Ellington and sighed because he still looked pretty pissed off. She had made a call to him earlier that day, and he had yelled at her for a solid twenty minutes. It appeared that no amount of grovelling would appease him. Finally, Ellie had agreed to meet him and let him do a physical to make sure that she was, indeed,...
Ellie Carson was a fifty six year old woman who owned the neighborhood flower shop, or as she was fond of saying, the shop owned her. It was all she had to show for a lifetime devoted to a husband who had left her years ago, and she kept opening the door everyday out of habit pretty much because she had no place else to go. Her health was good and the busin...
Ellie couldn't help but feel her life was about to fall to pieces again. A relentless unease settled deep in her belly, warning her the other shoe was going to drop soon. Of course, the notion was silly. She'd hidden herself away quite nicely. The past two years had been spent picking up the pieces and she thought it was more or less back to where it should...
"I... I can't. I'm sorry." Ellie gazed at Tom, apologetically. "I don't understand. We've been together for two years. Do you not trust..." "Of course I trust you. Trust has nothing to do with this." There was a long pause as Ellie shifted the weight of her five-foot-six frame on Tom's bed. "Then why won't you... do it, for me?" Tom replied while still em...
All comments are welcome, and don't forget to vote. Jake honked the horn as he pulled to the curb in front of Diane's house. He and Diane had been dating since ninth grade, and were off to see a new movie. They had to hurry if they were going to pick up Brian and Ellie and get to the theater on time. Diane's best friend Ellie had been dating Brian since the...