Emily sat, gloriously nude, on the massive oak conference table, short blonde hair catching the sun streaming through the glass wall. She pointed at a copy of an old map in front of her slender crossed legs as she talked. It hadn't been hard for Nuszsaecker to talk her out of her clothes, not after Deidre praised her spontaneous nudity at the club three da...
After receiving a cloned body I immigrated 127 Light Years from Earth to Free Skyes. Unfortunately I had to work and pay for that cloned body and I had very few skills a high tech society could use. So it was either I become an Unskilled Labourer or a Sex Slave. I guess Human Recourses had figured out my profile alright. All those years in BDSM chat-rooms an...
I sat on the high-backed stool in an irritated huff, blowing a strand of ginger hair away from my face and raising the fingers of my right hand to grab the bartender's attention. Not that I needed a lot of help getting noticed in my sleeveless, body-skimming sheath dress with a hem that stopped a few inches north of my knees. The garment clung to my hips and...
Chapter Three – Passports and Payments "How the fuck I am going to get my passport and references changed from Christopher Nyland to Candace Pops?" Candi sobbed into the phone. Michelle sat up in bed patiently listening to Candi whine on the other end of the line. Her lover was getting impatient and was rubbing his erect penis against her silk stocking-cla...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Serendipity - 31 And Gladys makes five Many thanks go to RF-Fast for his editing and suggestions that enhanced the story. Any bad grammar left is wholly on me and my artistic style. LEGALESE: Don't read this if you are underage, if it is illegal in your area, if it is offensive to you, or if you cannot distinguish fiction from reality. This...
[This story is a work of fiction. Any similarities to any person, place or thing is strictly coincidental. Should not be read by persons under 18. If it is, get a life. Porn is the way to go. lol. Enjoy.] (C) Copyright 2008 M Saint * The sounds of the keyboard being used and tapped on livened up the rooms on both ends of the Instant Messenger conversation...
A gust of cold air blew into the diner, along with the howl of the winter storm, which was then muffled just as quickly with the slamming of the door. Michelle, leaning on the employee side of the counter, looked up from the notebook she was studying and saw a man in black, frosted with snowflakes. "Hi there!" She greeted him. "Is it bad out there?" "Prett...
My name is Karol and I am a second year student studying English Lit. I am based in London where my parents, originally from Sweden have now lived for the last eight years. Consequently I went to school here from the age of twelve, growing up just about bilingual, but, I am pleased to say looking every part of the blonde Swedish nymphet stereotypes seen on f...
I had originally not planned on submitting this part, but Bri reminded me of everything that had happened and I just couldn't resist. Bri felt the light breaking through the fog in her brain, like an ice pick! She felt herself climbing up from the depths of a self-imposed, and horrible hangover. The fog began clearing in her fuzzy brain like the parting of...
Arie worked in the office of a large corporate insurance company. The entire building housed every department required to provide service for their internal and external customers. There were several thousand people who worked in this massive structure. The friendships made among those who worked there were basically with those in the immediate work area or...