Friday evening about 9:30, I was home; my wife had called earlier to say she needed to work late The next phone call was not unexpected. She said what she needed to say. I said "No." "Not only NO, but HELL NO!" "There is a Diamond Cab, number 127, in the Parking lot; you have 30 minutes to be home. The drive from where you are is 25 minutes, if you are n...
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Sybil hurried to the space cruiser Pacifica's control room as instructed. The need for a pilot was urgent. She passed all her quick physical exams and received several shots of different neural active chemicals in preparation for her merging with the space cruiser's biocomputer. The young and attractive red headed woman wore a black nano-link pilot's suit th...
After Joel had left, I went in to "play" with my new wife. I knocked on the bedroom door, and I heard a muffled "Come in!". As I opened the door, I was almost hit in the face by flying clothes. She was in the closet ripping clothes from the hangers. "Can I please have some new clothes? Most of these seem a bit stuffy." Even though she was "programmed" for th...
In this chapter the horny hypnotherapist Dr D.G. Dalliance meets up with a devil in disguise, a spunky but rather sullied Sally. She's still the talk of her first job workplace,the public library from where she was sacked for her licentious behaviour without a licence. And later, her family trust him to straighten her out. Sally is just too big for her boots...
"I don't hate angels. In order to hate, you must have been hurt to the extent that you are willing to poison your own body and soul, and a being that does not exist cannot hurt me. But those who believe that angels exist, or dare claim to be angels, have done more wickedness to me and my world than all the demons in Hell combined. That woman at the gates is...
Please note: If you do not like or are offended by interracial sex then please DO NOT read this story. ***** You don't know me. My name is Michael Freeman. Not a real name, I made it up for this story. My friends call me Mike. Really. My patients call me Dr. Mike, Dr. M or just Doc. Really. I'm a mental health worker. I like to say that because some...
Before you read this part I strongly suggest that you read the previous parts. It will give you the background that will make this part a lot more enjoyable. *** The next morning I was woken by Martina as she cleaned the inside of the boat from one end to the other. I decided to escape to the café and have an early breakfast. As I left I was surprised to s...
Tick, Tick, Tick, Tick... Normally, the sound of time passing didn't bother her. It was just part of the job; background music for the daily chores of logging in fresh batches of data until the five o' clock rush hour began. The job itself wasn't horrible by any means. In fact, she enjoyed it. Regardless, Liberal Arts degrees didn't get one very far, and sh...
It was a hot day in Georgia and Amanda was dog tired. It was one of those sticky days when the heat is more humidity than hot. After getting a lot of the shopping done and doing the books for the business, Amanda decided it was time to sit on the front porch swing and sip a nice cold glass of Ice Tea. Her special Iced Tea, made with just a touch of bourbon t...