After returning from trying on the display suits (WVC Ch.15 - The Canceled Art Class), I found this e-mail waiting from the Sociology Department. "Meet your trainer for dinner at The Blue Goose cafe Wednesday, March 25th at 7 PM. Keep taking your supplements as well as the blue pills tomorrow and the next day. Wear your new white shorts, but with no underw...
November 10 - Dear Diary. I saw the hottest guy in school today. He's the singer for this new band. He's so cool. He's got tattoos and his nose and tongue are pierced and the way he shakes his ass when he's singing. I would love to meet him. November 15 - Dear Diary. I got to talk to him!!! His name is Ricky he's new to West High his band plays weekends at...
I did not sleep well after my 'date' with Erika (WVC Ch.16: The Blue Goose). The e-mail waiting for me the next morning Thursday, March 26th was from the Economics Department. "You are now ready for your first level of Training. On Saturday, be at 734 Elm Street promptly at 7 PM, and as before, eat lightly and dress casually. Continue to take your blue diam...
My name is Josh, and the story you are about to read changed my life. In good ways and bad. I am 31 years old, recently wedded of 2.5 years, to a beautiful and sweet woman named Erika. She is a very special person to me, and I have loved and worked hard to keep her happy to this day. I have a good job, making over $100,000 per year which has allowed Erika to...
*This is another one that's been sitting around for far longer than it should have.* -- It was a quiet, cold Wednesday evening, and my shift was about three hours old. There were still a few minutes until I would stand and start the hourly walking patrol I did of "my" six story office-block. My boss, Bill, still gave me shit about that. "Unnecessary, comp...
A day and another night passed before Rick saw Erika again. She had been out with friends and running errands for her parents and he had been somewhat busy himself. He did, however, glance toward her window occasionally when he was in front of his own window. He would remember the night that he watched her masturbate through her window. His wife had caught h...
Note to reader: A friend with the nom de plume of MrWicked asked me if I would write a story based on the premise of a guy getting e-mail pictures of his wife having sex − or at least a gal that LOOKED like his wife. He chose the title. He suggested several good endings but I created my own. Here is that story. I thought the first one was a practical jok...
NB: Credit goes to my editor, wildheartedangel for her efficient and constructive work as always. =) To my readers, thank you for your comments from the last chapter! I have taken some of them into consideration and hopefully I've managed to address some of the questions too in this chapter. However, we're going to focus a bit more on Alaron and Erika in th...
A cold Nevada desert is the last place you want to be stranded in the middle of the night, but that's exactly where Sasha and I found ourselves on our first trip together to Las Vegas. Sasha had always wanted to go, and even though I knew the dangers of decadence the city promoted, I figured what better person to lose control with—Sasha. The night air was...
Working Stiff 'Yo Pete. No post deal blues. PT pm soldier. Go easy. Bar 18:00. xx' Typical Dan text. The deal was done. Ink on the contracts, funds in escrow. More than a year of hard work from all the preparation, through the pitches, meetings, presentations, diligence and negotiation, to signing. All the hurdles jumped, the problems worked, the battles...