I Zandra was on her knees, naked on the floor. Her eyes were locked into the powerful gaze of Mr. Xavier. He didn't speak, only stared deeply into her eyes. Zandra's mind began to grow clouded, she could feel herself falling into a trance. She felt him inside her mind, violating her deepest being. Her mind gone from her control a look of such pitiful fear f...
Chapter Six - Retribution 'Dr Stephen Mortlock esq' the card read followed by his phone number and his work address in a suite of offices used by medical specialists. The folded piece of paper attached by a paperclip read: 'Be there at 7PM sharp. He likes the nurse uniform so wear it and get dressed before you go. Go there and back in a hire car; Polly wi...
I There was a knock at the door. Zandra tried her best to ignore it, but it was insistent. After a few more moments of the knocking she couldn't take it anymore. Even though she feared that it could be Mr. Xavier, she needed to tell whoever it was to go away. Zandra crossed her apartment and with a shaky hand, opened the door to reveal Inspector Lyndon stan...
Chapter 3 -- Spokeswoman Lee-Dolkivna Upon receiving the call from the chief inspector, Spokeswoman Kimberly Lee-Dolkivna wrote down the pertinent information: that a Colombian drug courier had been arrested with a kilo of cocaine in pellets concealed in her stomach, that she had undergone an initial interview, and that a Spanish-speaker needed to go to the...
It was night, and the Five-Star Hotel was active, as per usual. A brothel did business in this hotel, and was more profitable for the owner than the actual hotel was. At the evening reception, deals took place, and bargaining was completed as each customer chose from the displayed merchandise. "Sonia, I've sent up a customer," called the receptionist. "At...
"Where is the Inspector?" the leader of the nearly twenty five strong crowd of people shouted. "He is satisfying his sudden call of nature," Chagan answered, trying to sound serious. He knew very well that, watching the crowd arriving in the station, the coward inspector Londo had hid in the toilet ordering his assistants to give any pretext to the crowd....
This story takes a bit to get going. This is called plot. This is a story inspired by old fashioned pulp tales, the kind of fiction, I devoured as a child and still favor. I hope that you enjoy it. ***** Michael Pierce and his brother-in-law, Denton Whitemarsh burst into the constable's office in Calcutta, both were in extreme excitement, but Michael seeme...
An extract from The Police Gazette of Wednesday, November 6, 1844: Stolen, from the Person of Samuel Theobald, on the night of the 28th instant [an error -- must have been the 28th ultimo], at Needham Market Fair, a silver Watch, maker's name 'Josiah, alias Joseph Gregsby, London, No. 19757,' with a round circle on the back, the size of a shilling, with ini...
Edith Bent (neé Drapes) lightly kissed her husband Malvolio at the front doors of the Royal Bank, waved good-bye to him as he entered and then strode purposefully down the street. She continued to the very severe front of the newly designated House of the Guild of Auditors, Bookkeepers and Forensic Accountants. Edith noted with satisfaction that people walki...
Inspector Londo was in bed sucking his wife's big tits. But his wife's mind was wandering somewhere else. "Honey, I'm in great trouble." "Just shoot me. I can solve anything," he answered and again busied himself in his sucking activity. "You know, I'm the director of the Prisoner's Rights Organization. Our team visited one jail yesterday with a doctor f...