THE ADVERTISEMENT Marketing is a skill that confounds the mind and attracts from us the deepest of responses frequently without our realising exactly where that response came from. It is also highly psychologically based and is intended to get to the people it is attempting to attract, but few others. Properly drafted an advertisement will never even be lo...
Author's Note: This is only part one – I'll be adding new chapters after Halloween is over. And I'll be back to the Fairy Tales at the end of the month as well, so keep checking for updates! * Rose rolled on her side, gazing at her fiancé Keith and smiling softly. Six years together and the couple, now 22 and 29, were still infatuated with each other. And...
The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes...
Copyright Oggbashan December 2012 Minor edit December 2013 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. This story is set in the 1960s, long...
The news had been expected for weeks, all London anticipating the celebration of Victory in Europe. When the confirmation of Germany's surrender emerged on the BBC News broadcast, the next day, Tuesday 8 June 1945, was declared a Bank Holiday, to celebrate the end of a war where the civilians of Great Britain had been on the front line for five years and ni...
Chapter One - Wish I Was Wren "Wish I was a Wren," Recruit Brian Perkins mumbled under his breath. 'Fuck! I wish he hadn't said that!' thought Recruit Michael Nyland. He knew that no good would come of it. "Your wish might come true," Leading Recruit Jason Jones (Spike to his friends) sneered. Michael Nyland shivered, and not just because he was standin...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
She’s no Angel I have worshipped Angela for months, ever since she joined us as a Senior Buyer. I am a Senior Buyer too but most of us are colourless individuals, good at negotiating with salespeople and unimpressed by their sales technique. We know they want to seduce us into buying the lines they can’t shift elsewhere. Our job is to buy what our chain of...
There's much to be said for knowing rich people, even if you aren't yourself. My best buddy from college, for example, is one of those guys whose family goes back generations, and every one of them invested wisely. Even he doesn't know how much money he has, but it's more than he'll ever need or be able to spend. Not that you'd know it if you met him- he swa...
December 1871 My life has been turned topsy-turvy by the arrival of one Miss Emma Jones. It appears Miss Jones is another of those bible-thumpers from the Missionary Society of Birmingham, of which my own dear sister is a prominent member. Now it seems, not content to bother the poor of that unfortunate city, they have decided to send an emissary to Nambhus...