The week passed quickly, and Jovita and Hanna were soon enjoying their Saturday together. After a festive Shabbat lunch, they walked hand in hand from Hanna's Greenwich Village apartment to the National Museum of the American Indian in the Finance District, exchanging pleasantries along the way. Hanna was excited about looking up the indigenous aspect of Jov...
In 2007 I felt pretty lucky. Having just graduated, I moved straight into a position as a junior trading analyst with a top city investment company, that was doing really well. I turned up for my first day of work in one of the smaller towers at Canary Wharf, but it had an amazing view across the Thames to Grenwich. Things were going just fine until the fin...
Thank you for those that wrote making pleasant comments for my submission a while ago. I ignored those that were less pleasant and downright offensive. If you having nothing good to say, keep it to yourself. Thank you. Some complain about the Grammar and others about the writing style. Just because I don't share your fixed view of what is right or wrong abo...
This story is fiction! All characters are over the age of 18. Gensokyo is a land of possibilities and opportunities, even for a lowly mundane human such as yourself. At the very least, strange things can happen and fortunes can change. You are down on your luck, at your lowest, but things are really about to turn around. You find yourself in the local pawn s...
Miranda had finally quit her job after six years as a financial planner. It paid well and she had enjoyed it, but it wasn't her passion. Her dream job had always been cooking. In the short term, she had set up a small catering business. There were a few clients arranged during the initial stages; friends, family, and former co-workers. Long term, she had a...
Chapter 02: Greed "A coincidence?" said Julia, and looked at the dead man on the floor. "He gets away with child molestation due to lack of evidence, and 4 days later he's dead?" "Murdered," Dennis corrected her. "By some Moral Avenger. But how come he had his dick out?" "How come they didn't cut it off?" muttered Julia. "That pig! Who ever did this shoul...
***Well, I have come across a story I wrote YEARS ago and while it is non-erotic, I am not sure if it is really that good...If I took the time to sit and edit and re-write, it might not be too bad of a story, but for shits and giggles I am going to post it, chapter by chapter. I am not looking for votes or feedback, but if you feel it necessary to do so, fee...
This chapter contains two stories of a life-changing nature. In both, people stepped forward and gave of themselves to help strangers that really needed the help. As noted in the other three chapters, kindness is not rare, just under-reported. The purpose of this series is to let readers become writers and tell their stories of unexpected and unconditional k...
Having introduced the KBG in The Bride's Revenge perhaps I should now give further insight regarding this organisation as I describe how I received my introduction to the power of the petticoat As one of only two paid employees of the Kinky Brides Group I and the proprietress of a city centre bridalwear outlet were the only people to receive money. Many ot...
Kathy and I were always friends. We grew up together. She lived next door. She was the first girl that I had a crush on when I was in kindergarten. Back then before I allowed mass marketing, advertising, commercials, Playboy Magazine, and Miss America Contests to alter my definition of beauty, I saw her for the person she was kind, personable, and smart. If...