Apart from a brief flashback, all of the events in this piece may or (far more likely) may not have occurred during a period of a little over three hours on the morning of April 1st 1985. It's set in a large and luxurious home in an unspecified London suburb. Names have been changed partly in order to protect the guilty, but mainly to facilitate the creation...
The idea for this story started out simple enough, then very soon became more sensitive and tender as I worked through yet again some of my research on WWII veterans experiences and my correspondence with their families in the years since. In awe at their willing and dedicated sacrifice, I am pleased to honor in this small way all those who waited for them t...
When we got off watch that night Jake wanted to talk. He had to talk. He had had lunch with her that afternoon, and his excitement was such that he had to tell somebody. "She was distressed about something," he launched right into telling me about being with her that day, "and I hugged her lightly. I hadn't done that before, and I didn't want to scare her...
Author's Note: This is the third chapter of a five-part series of Lei and her journey down the rabbit hole of submission. As told by her newly acquired Master, this episode is of how she fell under his control in the most unexpected way. If you have not read the first two chapters of Lei's journey, it is strongly suggested that you do so since each dealt wit...
The only point of contention between the Wolf and the Shepard is which one of them will get to eat the Lamb. ************** As I limped into the Blarney Saloon, the noise level dropped with everyone craning their necks to look at me. Then turning away, putting their heads together, whispering. While sneaking uncertain glances in my direction. I'd be gues...
The ten years between the ages of 15 and 25 are difficult for any girl becoming a young woman. Those years were especially difficult for me for several reasons. I am the product of a ‘mixed marriage’. My father is Japanese and my mother Swedish. They met when my mother was a dancer in the Ginza section of Tokyo. My father was, at that time, an up and coming...
The hotel's pre-dinner free yoga class was only sparsely attended - one stunning redhead, one older-but-not-elderly woman, plus two brunettes and a couple of men obviously paired with them. Plus Herman, of course. The instructor was a slender blond young woman, pretty, well-trained, a good teacher. Nice sequences of poses, good corrections. She was also a...
A cricket chirped somewhere in the room. Even in my sleep fogged brain I knew that it wasn't right. Even half awake I soon realized that it was the phone. "Yeah," I grunted, after I found the phone on the floor by my warm bed. It probably hadn't been moved in days. Hell nobody ever called me anymore. Everyone I knew just emailed me. "Hey Rick, it is me W...
1 A Lark in the Park There she is guys! Now don’t go humpin’ her! That would be my job, anyway! I’ve seen her maybe 3 or 4 times this spring at the dog park, always walking toward me and then past me. I’m getting eye candy but it’s still wrapped in cellophane! From 400 feet or so away, I can tell her by her legs—long, taut, thin, tanned. At about 6 feet ta...
Kawaii, cuteness in Japanese culture, is literally translated to adorable, precious, lovable, or innocent. Lolita fashion, a Japanese fashion subculture, combines Victorian clothing from the Rococo period with gothic elements. The Lolita look consists of high heel/platform shoes, stockings, a bell shaped knee length skirt/dress, blouse/petticoat, and a fancy...