January 13th 2007 marked a life changing stage in my life, it was the first day of my three month, self induced nightmare. Well, that is what some people would call going to live up a mountain, 40km from a hospital, in an area that has no electricity or running water. I called it my Gap Year Placement. Having already spent two weeks in the area I thought I...
I am not the smartest or the bravest person. I am not the tallest inside and many times I find myself running late. I worry about the world and the people in it, and I eat all the things; mostly cake. But I'm a good person, and if that's the only choice I ever manage to keep for the rest of my life, then I can live with that. Yet, lately it feels like life...
Chapter 2: The Awakening After what felt like months to Kirsten, she finally awoke from her deep slumber. Her body was battered and bruised and she still lay naked where Richard left her. She tried to cover herself when she heard the door open. Emily came into the room carrying a tray with fruit and some juice. Her hair was loose and hung over her shoulders...
Ah, we check in, we hit the room, click on the TV, hit the menu and we watch, and as we watch, we learn. Yes there's always going to be some new position that we had never envisioned before, and there will be odd and curious couplings, but in the end, there are only so many body parts that can penetrate, only so many places that can be penetrated, only some...
I wrote this a while back. After seeing a recent news article about Lori Hacking, I decided to post this here. As always, read at the risk of being elated or pissed off. Scott Peterson, the importance of gut decisions, and the loss of respect for women. I have been watching the Scott Peterson case from day one. Not fanatically, mind you. I don't watch too...
If I had to choose a superpower, I wouldn't choose invisibility, or super strength, or even the power of flight. I'd choose the ability to use computer technology in my everyday life. And it's not the really cool extra abilities I'd have, as much as the horrible mistakes it would have saved me from that I find more attractive... simple mistakes like inadvert...
Dear journal, It was my first time working at an exclusive "club" like this. Beautiful women came here to be made famous. It was an image-building site where their lives and activities were planned out, even to who they would be seen with in public. They paid nothing for this "service", unless you counted the surrendering of their free wills to their manage...
The Fallen Elitist Or It Never Happened © 2018 Daniel de Laire It had been a long day already. She was a 33-year-old urban professional; what they called a "yuppie" in her parent's generation. The daughter of blue collar parents who wanted a white collar for their little girl. But she wore a black collar under her frilly white one and it, like her, belon...
As I climbed into the passenger seat, he handed me my bullet vibrator. I took it, but paused, intrigued. I hadn't expected anything to start just yet. Just as I came to the realization that I'd made a foolish assumption, he gave me a stern look and said "Panties. Now." As a quiver ran through me, I jerked into action, stuffing the vibe down the front of my p...
The following is based very loosely upon some true events. There will likely be more if I can find time to write it and if people find it interesting. (please vote!) * * * We had pulled in early in the morning and I slept late into the morning. After waking up, I headed to the computer downstairs to check my email. Sure enough, an email from Mistress was w...