Duke was seconded to spend a fortnight in Dubbo, working at the head office on the mining company that employed him at Thompson. He was filling in for the executive electrical engineer (planning and infrastructure) while he was on holiday. The company provided him with one of the ground floor apartments it maintained for visiting VIPs so he took Misty with...
Wow, been a while eh? This took a lot longer than I expected and, of course, is shorter. I guess I should probably recap for any older readers. I'm Katya, a blond hottie that was once Erik, a male blond hottie. For some fucked up reason, my 21st birthday came with a magic curse that turned my XY into an XX. Weird, eh? Well strap in, we're just started. The s...
This follows on from chapter 4, of course. You will need to have read previous chapters to make any sense of this. Everyone in the story is over 18. * Kirsty and I now had the strange, intoxicating company of Gaby to entertain us, and our attention was briefly diverted from the training of our lovely maid Ana, as we enjoyed the new experience of fondling G...
A common cliché these days when a married couple seems to be having trouble is that they have "grown apart." I presume that means that their interests have diverged, or that they have become less tolerant of accommodating the diverse interests that they always had, or that things that used to be important to both are only important to one of them, or - most...
The diary continued for quite some pages. I was looking forward to reading more later. But there was a schedule to keep. I grabbed my notepad and recorder and headed toward Zerzinski's place. "The thing is," Zerzinski said matter-of-factly, "if I heard some of the things I have said to you when I was younger, I would have thought I was an asshole." "Even...
A femme fatale story, inspired by the stories of Edgar Allan Poe, traditional New England sailing lore, and the myths of Ancient Greece. *** My name is Captain William F. Lowell, son of the wealthy shipping magnate Samuel Lowell of New Bedford, Massachusetts. I took the helm of the merchant vessel, Valkyrie, which, having departed from the city of Boston,...
By Miro Antonio White and Lillian de Jong A.k.a. Miro and Lillian2Yung October 17th 1876 Shadows, oppressive and cold, hung over the large estate of Mr Willard Perkins. Mr Perkins, a cold and shadowy figure himself, was used to them and indeed enjoyed them very much. He didn't live with people and seeing as his estate, The Wildemere Estate, was surrounded...
Sometimes things happen that you just never expect and have no way to predict even if you look at the events from hindsight. I just wound up in one of those situations and at the moment, I have no idea how I will get myself out of it and worse yet, I really don’t want to. I am the manager of a department store. I won’t tell you which one but let me assure...
For nearly a week, Rouran had not had a moment of peace. It seemed there was always some clerk or messenger at her arm, reminding her of something that needed doing that only she could do, or a meeting only she could attend. The city was in desperate need of putting to rights, and it had occurred to her that Lord Ked had abandoned the post of Exarch just at...
Sarah's News Sally Czarwitz was looking through the list of phone numbers for her "stable" of guys from high school. Before graduation she had anticipated having sex with every one of the 50 or so guys before heading off to Stanford. But then she had gotten back together with ,her best friend from middle school. Rather than having sex with her "stable" of g...