Preface: It is not imperative, but helpful that one reads Chapters 1-6 to help grasp the personalities of characters in this story. The next few chapters will still be listed as "My First Time Out"; however the name of the entire book of chapters is now "WHITE LIPSTICK". Credits and special thanks go out to Andrea for sharing her ideas and thoughts. WARNI...
To the reader, some of what happens in this part will not make sense without reading the first three parts. Thanks to Thor for editing and correcting a lot of my poor grammar. ***** The Cruise For a few years, I had promised her that we would go on a cruise. And now that she was my slave, I thought it was a good time. A select few of the cruise ships hav...
The time on the desk clock made me grimace all over again. The ticket for the opening night of a new ballet was burning a hole in my pocket but the legal brief on the desk took precedence. It was a familiar dilemma. I joined this small firm directly out of law school and in five years I have moved up to take a slot as a partner – something damn near unheard...
Cheri, Laura, and Gwen were best friends but almost nothing alike. Gwen was aggressive and passionate. She'd competed in gymnastics as a child and still practiced a little for fun and exercise. She also captained the university's debate team and was bound to be a high priced lawyer someday, which got her into trouble when she contradicted her professors a...
When Jerry came home from work that evening he was surprised to find his wife, Loren, seated, cross legged on the couch, shoes off, in her stocking feet. The surprise was simply due to the fact that she rarely got home before him, and when she had, she was in the habit of remaining fully dressed. Now she was in a new pink slip he had never seen before. "Wha...
Chapter Two Our Game Me 11:00pm, as I pulled up to the hotel entrance, Elle opened the door and got out of the Range Rover. She of course left the door open, she never closes doors. She was wearing a new outfit, something I think she bought in Vegas. It was a simple black dress, long sleeved, skin tight and short, very short. Of course she had on some blac...
When Jerry arrived home the place was dark. No one was there. He sat and waited up for her, but no Loren. He made himself a drink, half expecting his wife, along with her sultry mood, but no Loren. He realized she was pissed for some reason, but this seemed a little too extreme. And by the evening of day two he had begun to miss her. He might have worried...
Author's notes. This is the fourth Star Wars story I have written. All of my stories (so far) take place between the Yuuzhan Vong War and the Dark Nest Crisis. I would like for you to read my other three Star Wars stories first, but I highly recommend that you read Star Wars: Jedi Tahiri in Bondage, as this story is a direct sequel, although my other two Sta...
He sat as his desk is dark brown hair and hazel eyes. You'd think he was tall, but he wasn't. You'd think that he would be muscular or portly, but he wasn't. If you saw him on the street you would probably ignore him. However, he could mentally manipulate almost every female on the planet. This was an inherited trait from his father going back thousands of y...
As well as translating this story into English, I have changed some of the names. After all, with just a single tongue, even if you could pronounce 'ek#q*t*' you wouldn't know it's a fur bearing bird. Tramlivia is a Queendom on my home planet. Like most civilized countries we do not practice incarceration of convicts, that would be cruel and inhumane. On th...