It was the late 1970s, I was 21 and had just graduated from university somewhat unexpectedly after the exam resits, so I was spared the usual 'milk round' of interviews and instead had to seek out a job on my own. I had landed an interview in a town which although reasonably nearby, still required two rail journeys. I arrived in good time as the buses were l...
A slow start but it heats up. Stella sipped her wine and once again questioned how she got here. It was amazing what you do to try and save a relationship you already know is in the toilet. She looked around the room and there was Tony talking to a surgically enhanced blonde. Stella shook her head, he had worked on her for weeks if not months to try t...
This story is inspired by a recent flight and a young woman whose legs were too long and skirt too short to by flying economy class. It was an enjoyable flight. "Miles are you ok?" Simon asked. "Yes. I was miles away," Miles chuckled, "poor joke, sorry." They were in the steam room at Holmes Place in Chelsea, an early morning ritual on the way to the City...
After a long week's work, John was glad that the weekend was here and he could relax a little. The weather, as usual, was hot and humid and John did not really have any plans for the day except to laze around at home. But then he remembered that some of the everyday stuff, like shampoo, face wash and the likes were running out at home and he needed to go get...
Emma and Jackie Dan Williams sat at his desk looking out over the car park. "Anything you need before I leave, Mr. Williams? Remember I asked to take an early start on the weekend?" "Uh, .. ... what? Sorry, Janet, what did you say?" "What's wrong, you've been a little spacey all day?" she said with a smile. "Something on your mind?" "Oh, nothing, ... no...
Author's Note: the fourth story from "The Island" series where we go to the office of ISL&L and find out how it works. The appearance and the behavior pattern of Chloe were taken from the game series "GDS Games Chloe18." The author expresses his deep gratitude to GDS for permission. The author expresses his great appreciation to Sloopb for editing this sto...
Next day was a Sunday. I woke up in the morning, to the thoughts of my Saturday exhibition streak. I was lying on the bed, feeling quite lazy to get up. I was feeling so naughty after what happened the previous day. I was getting lot of attention wherever I go. Obviously, if that's what I wanted, I'm getting it. Which included many wrong attentions from wro...
(This is the conclusion of the series. The characters will flow over into a new series of stories. I hope you enjoy my fantasies, even if they are not well written or seem too contrived) For Sally life in a quiet suburban practice was less hectic. Anything complex was referred to a specialist at a major practice. Sally was just doing vanilla legal work. Not...
Maxine sat in a booth stroking her hair waiting for Ashley to bring her a drink from the bar. The Rovers was busy tonight. Some were regulars and some were unknown faces. Janice Battersby leaned on the gate to the bar talking to Betty. "God I wish I was young again" said Janice looking at the way dopey Maxine fawned over Ashley. "YOU!!" exclaimed Betty in...
She waited in the room until it was time to leave. The wind was strong enough to force her to have tied a scarf around her perfect hair, and the temperature was neither warm nor cool; about 60 degrees, which was as good as it got in this area in late March. The weather was dry but Daddy insisted that she wear her raincoat both during the drive to this town a...