How to win a fight if all you know is to be charming, sweet and graceful? The room was large and stately. It was a drawing room, really, with paneled walls and high, shuttered windows. The scent of polishing wax reminded Lucian of Bobs working hard to clean it. Maybe the place served as a conference room; or even a boardroom with its huge, shining table...
There's a first time for everything, especially for winning, even for Barbara. "Today is my birthday, Sunday, October 31st. Happy birthday to me. Happy Halloween to everyone," said Barbara for no one to hear. Already a little bit drunk, she sat alone again. Alcohol her only friend, she had suddenly taken a liking to Cosmopolitans. The cranberry and lime ju...
Being on the spacecraft, hurtling through the Milky Way galaxy toward Aphora's solar system, was like being on a cruise. Besides our mission of morphing into women with spermy benefits and preparing ourselves to blend in on the new planet, there were all manner of things to do. All six of us took advantage of the sports and workout equipment. We were given...
Author's Foreword & Acknowledgement This story is purely an erotic, fictional fantasy, developed solely from the present author’s weird imagination. The events & individuals portrayed are completely fictional & not based on any actual real-life cases from either group to my knowledge. The following story is set in a particular context, & part...
CHAPTER ELEVEN: TOP OF THE WORLD MA Hector Starakos the Greek Hotel tycoon puffed heartily on his cigar. He smiled at Annabella , the young wife on his arm. He was delighted that she had dragged him to this place, which he had been sceptical that he would enjoy. When they had arrived early, they had actually spent much time outside drinking champagne, so th...
(All names and individuals are fictional) First of all, let me lay out the landscape. Giuliana Castelluccio is the heiress to an Italian maritime shipping fortune. Her grandfather and father built the Aegis Line from a few rusty transport vessels after World War II to the mammoth oil-carrying and container ships of today, and later launched the very succes...
In the lounge at the Kirby-Jones Events Center in Sydney, Lucille heard someone calling, "Miss Lightfoot – Miss Lightfoot." Her mind jolted to the present and she focused on the reason for being there. "Yes." "You're second up when we resume after this break," said one of the coordinators." You haven't far to walk. Are you well – you appear to have been a...
AUTHOR'S NOTE AND DISCLAIMER: This story is a work of fiction containing adults in adult situations. The persons depicted do not exist nor have they existed to the author's knowledge. This story is not to be read by, read to, or printed and given to any minor under the age of, oh let's say 20. Situations may be portrayed which may be considered in bad t...
After a long romantic dinner we return to our room. I love having dinner with you because you and I always find something to discuss and we enjoy making fun of each other. This evening was no exception. Political and Religious banter were profuse. You even took the time to tell me, in detail, how unhealthy my meal was. I would have said this evening was just...
He rolled his eyes as she sauntered out in yet another top. He lost count of outfits, but he was positive this was the seventh shop they had been in that afternoon. Evan was shocked that his good friend Brianne couldn't tell that he was being tortured by all this girlie nonsense. Lord knows if he had wanted pants, he would walk into the closest store to home...