The following day was Sunday. Margaret Pardoe never resented being duty-tutor on a Sunday, it was the only day of the week without any kind of formal lessons and she was only responsible for overseeing the pantywaists when they strolled outside in the grounds. That said, much of the time she could idle away in the headmistress's study in pretence of monitori...
Tempus Frangit By Denham Forrest, writing as Misnomer Jones Tempus Frangit, Capitulus III It was an interesting night after Sylvia and I eventually got to bed. I'll admit that I had been... well, sucking up -- I suppose you could call it -- all that Ciera and Chaise laid on for my benefit. Boy those two had been all over me, especially Ciera. E...
Edited by the incomparable "Wires" as was TATTLETALE. To my eternal shame I failed to annotate TATTLETALE to credit Wires for his assistance. I hope he forgives me. His efforts have improved all my stories he has edited and this one is no different. Emily sat at the table crying while she watched her husband and best friend walk from the restaurant quietly...
Thursday evening-- "If that sight isn't enough to curdle your stomach, I don't know what is," Mr. Wallace Roberts, the loud, chunky purchasing rep for Llanfer Industries said as he sat directly across from Jon at a bar table in the hotel lounge. "Christ almighty!" Jon Palmer turned to his right to look at whatever ungodly spectacle Wally the buyer referr...
This is my submission for the Wine and Old Lace event. I'd like to thank Nora Fares and Bebop3 for giving me reads, and special thanks to my Sweet Inspiration blackrandl1958 for her advice and editing. I was working in the US Embassy in Saigon towards the end of the war. I wish I could say that I was doing something glamorous, or exciting, like a CIA operat...
Dear readers: The current work has been reviewed by a few. Most agree it has flaws. It is a second half to the story "When." You know my sick version of a love story. People objected that it was no romance. Further, it was also almost universally agreed that it could only go one of two ways. But this is fiction, right? Thank you Vickie and all the others w...
White Women's BBC Clinic Chapter 5 "Cox Air 6-2-6" "Ladies and gentlemen, we have been cleared for take off. Cabin crew, please take your seats and uh, cross check." Cindy heard the pilot's words, and a few minutes later she was pinned to her seat as the 737 jetted down the runway. The huge turbine engines roared and propelled the flying machine faster a...
Don't ask me how it works, I haven't a clue. All I know is since I can remember I had the 'ability' – curse really – to get a read and be able to interpret other people's emotions. Empathy I guess, as a kid I thought it was normal, that everyone could do it. Then come the teen years, and the folks notice that when I'm in a bad mood I carry the proverbial bl...
Foreword to readers: This story is quite long, about 7000 words. The sexual component of the story only happens on the last few pages. A key component of this story relates to the metaphysical yogic concept of Kundalini. Succinctly, Kundalini refers to a form of primal energy (or shakti) said to be located at the base of the spine. Kundalini awakenings may...
Chapter #2 21 Days And A Wake Up I could hear each heart beat resonate through my head as I tried my best to control my breathing. With beads of sweat trickling down the sides of my face, I relaxed as much as I could, setting the distance for about a hundred and seventy five yards. Spreading my legs out a bit further, I wiped the sweat from my right eye, le...