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He arrived on time for his appointment. The fertility clinic was in a large office building on the ground floor. In the waiting room, there were several women waiting to be seen by the team of doctors. Some were accompanied by their partners, others were waiting alone. He was a single man taking a seat in the waiting room. It was clear to everyone why he wa...
Mildred hadn't expected that her life of teaching young minds and, well, living on the straight and narrow would lead up to this. Her, a student-teacher for an ages-old academy, forced into smuggling contraband to make ends meet. Not only was it illegal and immoral to defy the trade agreements with the aligned Centralrian governments, she was carrying witchc...
Our first time out. You have on a cute blue dress and tennis shoes. I know you have on nothing underneath. We get to the museum. In the entry elevator you pull up your skirt to prove to me you have no panties. You keep your skirt up even as the elevator stops and the door starts to open, dropping it at the last second. Turns out no one was waiting, but stil...
*Late Afternoon - Dealing with artists typically involved puzzling instructions. This one had prefaced their date by sending a peculiar email. It was beyond demanding and Lissette had read it twice: --- "Skirt - short - very - Pleats/Catholic School - Red only/school girl look - Sheer blouse/red - see through - Button tightly - at wrists - Bra/none - Pan...
Detective Ramsay Cooke, Droid division, flashed his badge as he entered the house. Teams were all over the place, mostly standing around and talking, but the bulk of them were lining the stairs leading upward. A low murmur rumbled in the partially-enclosed stairwell and he glanced back and forth between the lines, wondering what had happened. He had only rec...
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I took a sip of my second Guiness and turned off the tele. Well, I thought, I’m going home tomorrow, it’s now or never. I looked at the card Elizabeth had given to me before I left London and dialed the number. I was a little nervous, but ready. A male voice answered in Spanish-accented English, “Good evening, special services. May I help you?” “Good eveni...
Soap has long held a special place among the punishments imposed by mothers to punish misbehaving offspring of all ages. It also proves to be an excellent option for governesses who are responsible for disciplining charges of all ages. Here we are only considering its use with those who are 18 years or older. But as with many traditional nursery punishments,...
Lucy felt distinctly uneasy as she walked nervously through the dimly lit hotel lobby with its subdued night-lights between each anonymous door. As Lucy passed one of these darkened recesses where cleaning trolleys are usually kept, she suddenly felt a presence and almost immediately felt herself being grabbed from behind, her arms pinned behind her by anoth...