It was with nothing but disgust that Susan regarded the musicians whose subtle and accomplished performance was so enrapturing most of the other guests. Susan was conscious that she was a fraud in so many ways and her presence at the recital a sham. It was the music she should be appreciating rather than the musicians. She should be somehow transported to th...
Jacqueline dressed carefully for the interview. She really wanted to make a good impression. If she didn't get a job soon she would probably lose her mind. Gaining employment had never been this hard before, but then again, she was applying for a different sort of work. She just needed something of short duration, to get her out of the house for a few months...
Jimmy, a six foot four inch, one-hundred ninety-five pound all star receiver on his senior year high school varsity football team and Mary, last year's head cheer leader who stood five feet six inches tall and weighed one-hundred twenty-five pounds had been dating for several months. Having graduated from high school, they intended to enjoy as much of their...
The light peered through the mist, a beacon of warmth in the gloomy streets of Edwardian South London. Phillip cursed the impulse that had spurred him to England's capital without a plan, with little money for food, or more importantly he realised, lodgings. He paused at the door, apprehensive as to the reception he might receive as an unknown face. He needn...
8 Lynn When I entered on my calendar the flight to San Diego to meet with the CEO of a biotech company started by former researchers at the Salk Institute, the phone call I both dreaded and anticipated came within a few hours. And when I flew into San Diego on a beautiful January day that denied the possibility of Boston's winter, Jefferson was there to me...
"Thank you for the advice and support from everyone to help make this day happen." Colette, the 32 years old woman with short black hair in the smart white chef uniform who had just been promoted to be the sous chef said thanking and smiling to her colleagues in the full-functional kitchen of the 5-stars bistro where she worked, all of them respond by joyfu...
I'm a wife, mother and librarian in my outer life, but in my inner life I am DM's sub. I love my husband, but I am also a personal whore to my Dom. I'm a caring mom, but also an erotic slut for DM. I work at a library during the day, but every chance I find I am letting Sir use my body for his sexual desires. I met DM at the library one spring day. I was a...
{This tale is from way back, I guess I was about 32, maybe 33 at the time. I decided to study massage therapy, to this day I still love doing that for people, as I am sure some have figured out from my other tales. Part of it I am sure is my very strong voyeuristic streak, the other thing is that I just love making others feel good. Plus to me, having a wo...
The recession was taking its toll. My boss had started to let people go and my wife and I were worried about what we would do if I lost my job. I was 31 and my wife Cathy was 28. We had a nice home in a San Diego suburb and my job paid well, but with the reduced the level of business at least three of the seven guys I worked with were going to be let go. In...
Victor ambled unnoticed through the throng—a nondescript outsider in a world of color. Couples smiled and held their candy apple stained hands together, ignoring their surroundings. Ride-crazy children scampered from amusement to amusement with laughter bubbling between the screams from the daring attractions. Billowy smoke from the barbecue pits fogged the...