"Let's go to Chinatown." "Why?" I asked, cradling the phone between my head and shoulder as I finished stirring some guacamole. "I need to do some research for my ethnography class. We're supposed to interview someplace every week for the entire quarter and then write a paper on it. It's boring by myself. Come on, go with me. All the really cool kids are d...
Avanti and I met in college. We were not alike by any means. She was brought up in a conservative Hindu family in Gujarat, and had little sexual awareness. While I had read and seen more than my share of porn and sex-related stuff. Though I also had nothing to talk of in terms of sexual experience. Soon, we fell in love with each other. I introduced her to...
It had been a long day, and Sean made his way along with his two friends along the long rows of books in the mega store. They had been on vacation for a week now here in the rolling hills of western Pennsylvania. They were tired and a little wrinkled but had driven in to the nearest set of strip malls and shopping centers, ostensibly to get food and supplies...
One thing that just about all of us has in common is our need to work to make a living. And when you think about it, we spend almost as much quality waking time with our coworkers as we do our friends and family, especially during the week. I guess that’s why the quality of the work environment is so important these days to each of us. But there is one thin...
My husband and I met and fell in love when we were 20 years old. Love at first sight. Before we were married, I confided to him that I had made love to over three dozen guys before him although I hadn't lost my virginity until I was eighteen. This didn't phase Scott at all, in fact, it sort of turned him on. I was a very skilled lover with a very strong sex...
My life is a B horror movie, Lindsay thought despairingly. I won't be surprised if there's a hook hanging off the door handle, ripped from a wandering serial killer's wrist. The internal mockery cheered her a bit as she tried the ignition again. Click. The rental's engine didn't even try to turn over, and she sighed, scowling at the steering wheel. Outside,...
Chapter 7 It was not long till the spring flowers pushed their way through the winter snows. But it seemed to Marcus that the winter had not been so desolate with his new beautiful flower by his side. As much time as he could possibly spare he spent by Elwyn's side. He usually found her out in the gardens, even though he assured her she didn't need to work...
(Author's note: please note this is a continuation of my story "For The Weekend", and will probably make more sense if you read that first. I like to develop plot and characters, so if you are looking for a quick read, this may not be for you. While I do my best not to test the reader's willful suspension of disbelief too much, this ultimately is a story of...
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Chapter 4: The Sex Slave Market's Master Waking up this time was far more painful. The pain in her wrists was far worse than before, mostly because she was upright with her wrists bound above her head and her full weight pulling against them. She was on her knees on a bed, her legs bound apart towards either side of the bed. "Awake? The fogginess will drif...