Writing this will be very therapeutic for me. These are things I wish I could say to people, but in real life you can't. So I'm going to post this here, in hopes that everyone learns a lesson. Maybe it will reach the far ends of the earth! Maybe the customers where I work will learn a lesson, and I'll never be irritated again! (Okay, I doubt it.) I hope yo...
He knew what turned her on. He knew exactly where to touch her. He knew the points of pressure that would elicit the deepest, most uncontrolled response from her. He had always known it seemed. He had seemed to know, even before he knew her. They had been out to dinner with friends that evening. A very trendy, hip restaurant, that most people had to wait fo...
AUTHOR's NOTE: I wrote Pleasant Street before I wrote the Passion In James County series. As you read this story, and Return To Pleasant Street which I'll post later, you'll probably find some sections of stories I "borrowed" for my later work. I hope this doesn't detract from your enjoyment of this one. Chapter one THE BEAUTY SHOP A young woman named Jod...
The phone call had come 30 minutes ago after months, or was it really years, of fantasising - my dreams, nightmares? were about to happen. I was working, in the Middle East, through lunch as I wished to leave early, a not too common event when my direct line telephone rang. Jan's voice breezed down the phone "Richard is back in town and has just phoned to in...
I am a woman that is easy going and have had allot of nice polite boyfriends until I started dating my current boyfriend Eric. He like most guys do not have a clue as to how much work we put in to look pretty until my girlfriend Jeny and I decided to teach him a temporary lesson in femininity that was not to extreme but makes our point of not be appreciated...
Author's note: a big thank you to all my fans and over 3700 followers. You keep me writing. If you enjoy this story, don't forget to vote. Also feel free to leave a comment or email me. I answer all emails. All my stories with the word tale in them are fan requested. I assume if they have the fantasy others do also. ***** I was looking at a text from...
As necessary as it is, I always put off getting my hair cut. I don't know why, maybe it's some deep-rooted, subconscious fear of getting cut or something; a stranger working on my head with sharp instruments just isn't my idea of having a good time. Most of the time, however, a funny look from my boss or a humorous remark is enough to adjust my attitude. As...
In the morning all the police were gone, but the damage from all their forensic tools was extensive. Alan had no idea how to clean all the luminal and finger print dusting power off of everything. So he called a cleaning service and had them come take care of it. They had a quick breakfast and Erica was due at the spa at 8am sharp. They would start with the...
She jacked in for the third time this evening, hearing her cable modem screaming as it made the connection. Lori had kept the sound as a reminder of her first days on the 'Net. Ironically, in those days the sound of her modem and "you've got mail" were about the only things her computer spit back at her. Now, well, now everything came back. Especially buzz,...
A few weeks ago, I had made a comment to Lyndsay how odd it seemed that both Dawn and I were such natural submissives. We took to bondage, humiliation, and harsh punishments as readily as ducks take to water. "Is this something that runs in my family?" I asked, "If I researched my family tree would I find other women who took to bondage, nudity and cruel p...