TRIGGER WARNING: This story deals with a serious and sympathetic portrayal of severe schizophrenia. This story will attempt to handle the subject as delicately as possible, but if you have personal trauma or sensitivity towards this, you may find this story distressing due to the frank discussion of it! This story is not looking to demonize psychosis! It int...
Chapter 25 -- Tiffany's Three Demerits While Kim and her friends were occupied with the first week of their concert tour, Upper Danubia struggled through an ever-deepening political crisis. For the first time since the Second World War, the Duchy faced the prospect of political instability. The conservative government of the Party of the Duchy fell in the P...
Dark, aged eyes took in the hustle and bustle of the early morning commuters making their way to their very first train of the day. Their sleek suits and polished briefcases making contact briefly with their neighbors, though no one ever minded. It was customary to feel the flow of traffic beside you, for it reminded everyone why they rose every morning and...
NOTE: Well, it's certainly been a while. I apologize for the enormous gap in stories, but hopefully I haven't lost my touch yet. As always, if you have any feedback, comments, or requests/suggestions, please let me know in the comments below. Enjoy! -- The sun hung low in the sky as Peter rapped his knuckles against the large wooden door. It was a warm sum...
Karolina sat in front of the computer typing, bored as can be. It had been a week since her adventure with Ben, and to say things had been rough at home was putting it lightly. Will had raged at her for hours the night after her adventure with Ben. Karolina was ashamed to admit to herself she didn't feel bad about it, but for the sake of her relationship, s...
It was Samantha's first day at a large media company in New York City, and she was sitting quietly in the lobby, sitting ramrod straight on a sofa. She smoothed her professional skirt down over her knees to banish any wayward wrinkles. A pretty blonde receptionist smiled at her. "You know, I was an intern here too," the woman said. "I'm Jenny." Samantha s...
'How do I get ahead in this business,' Jim, the young, eager new intern asked me one day, 'I've been here for months and I don't seem to be getting anywhere.' 'You want the bosses to notice you,' I replied, watching as Jen, another intern who had started at the same time as Jim and was now the company director's personal assistant, sashayed by, 'Start weari...
Chapter 1 It did start innocently and accidentally. I was working in the community garden greenhouse. I was transplanting seedlings into pots. I had my headphones on and was jamming out. I had managed the community garden for years. In fact, I started it. I loved it. I could see it from my back porch. It was my second home, still is. It was one of those ea...
Monday 18th January 1999, Portsmouth University Lecture Theatre AM I watched as the new cohorts filed into the lecture theatre and took up their seats. Among them was Elizabeth who sat in the same seat that Michelle occupied back in October. The first slide is already on display showing the arresting title, 'World History - Sacrifice and Torture in the earl...
Author's Note: This is a series of stories based on actual experiences and observations at a local sex club. It's not a series; the stories can be read individually, but there are some recurring characters. ----- Some people are wealthy by birth, others by hard work and ingenuity. Then there are those from humble origins, who have great opportunities drop...