The regression room contained no windows or other sources of natural light. About the size of a usual therapy room, it was a considerably large space that still felt claustrophobic. The grey cement render that coated the walls prevented noise from drifting down the hallway and inevitably upsetting the other patients, more importantly it prevented any sound f...
This is part of a series so trying to jump in without reading chapter 1 will probably be difficult. ========================== Detective Riley resisted the urge to slam the phone down, and lamented that was one of the few disadvantages of modern cell phones; old plastic phones could withstand an angry slam or two from an average person, but slamming a cel...
Chapter Nine "You say we had it wrong with Russel Mackintosh so our reticence in killing him was correct?" said John while finishing his breakfast with James and Carolyn. "Not totally, he's a paedophile, a low life, but he's not the serial rapist and murderer we once thought, but with the information, we'll pass to the authorities he'll be off the streets...
The number of cars clustered in the parking lot is a little surprising. Sure I knew there would be a few volunteers who'd answer the request for assistance at the library, but I didn't expect quite this many. It's an impressive turnout for a weekday morning, and before 8:00 a.m. to boot. With my husband Roger being away for the first week of a two week busi...
The Hitachi Magic Wand has been a reliable and robust vibrator since the late sixties. At twelve inches long, and under a pound and a quarter, it is the ideal aid for female masturbation. Sometimes referred to as the Cadillac of sex toys, its six-foot long cord allows it to function effectively as a clitoral vibrator while removing the risk of batteries dyin...
That same night when he returned to the workshop, Peter's mind was too full of the job in hand to even think about women until, as if waking from a nightmare he noticed the workshop was flooded with sunlight. Sunday had dawned, his body was aching, his mind was black with self-disgust. Yet, Bob and Ted expected him to go surfing with them. Barely had Peter...
It all started when Tom broke his finger. He was helping to move some of his elderly Father's furniture when the middle finger of his right hand got caught between the shelf he was carrying and the door frame. A quick trip to the hospital and Tom's middle finger was in a brace. As injuries go, the finger was pretty minor, but being right-handed Tom quickly...
The young woman was the spitting image of the woman Garrit had raped. His lips started unconsciously quivering. Suppressing all his thoughts and reactions, he keenly observed his supervisor introduce the young visitor. His supervisor was a woman in her mid forties. The shoes were large blocky British country woman's shoes. A bad curl job made the supervisor...
Love and Sex in the Time of the Plague Chapter 2 Paul learns more about John's visit Spring 2020 "When you are shut off from the world, every day is exactly the same as the one before. This sameness has a way of wearing down your soul until you become nothing but a breathing, toiling, consuming thing that awakes to the sun and sleeps at the dawn...
I lay still, I stayed at the Messer House on the nursery grounds. It was built in 1952 by Frank's grandmother. A powerful woman. This house a monument to what she accomplished. A war widow with seven children she turned the full section wheat farm into a thriving nursery. She sold starter shrubs to the contractors and bedding plants to the new suburbanites....