I was not sure she would see it; how could it be missed, really. I had seen her shyly checking out a video at the counter and then duck unto the video booths. I had never done this before, but what the hell. The worst that could happen is I would get arrested for indecent exposure, or thrown out by that big guy at the door. Well, it could be worse. I could h...
One week after the 2013 presidential inauguration The committee to elect the next president is forming just outside of Washington DC. They are all meeting in a oval conference room sitting at an oval table. Attending the meeting is, With very heavy ethic accents; A Chinese American woman, A Irish American, A Hispanic American, A Arab American, A Jewish Ame...
I had never been to Japan before but I had always wanted to go. I finally met my chance through my work. I'm a jewelry consultant that deals in international trade imports on jewelry from around the world but specialty had always been Europe and the Caribbean. Our company became aware of a new and growing line in Japan; my peers and I are stretched like jobs...
I had mixed feelings -- part of me wanted to avoid K; Reiko had been proven correct with Shiguro and if K were truly a hustler, it was best for me to avoid him. But another part of me yearned for freedom. I was no longer a timid girl, I was a woman who had skills and confidence. I reasoned that even if K were a hustler, if he could provide me my freedom, I w...
(c) 2010 Andy Learner ---------------------- I entered the hotel at 11:30 at night. I had driven most of the day to get to the Hilton on the Canadian side of Niagara Falls and I was a bit tired. I was halfway through checking in when a pair of attractive Japanese ladies came in. They both were both in their early twenties and had long, straight black hair....
"Kondo San?" I asked her, before proceeding. She shook her head, smiling. She trusted me, and was probably taking the pill. Surely, however, she wanted the big and tall gaijin male to ride her rough. It hadn't been so clear early on that she wanted to be ridden. At least, not at first glance. She'd caught me in a critical situation, at that crossroad, with...
Pt. 4- FRENCH WHORES MAKE GREAT WIVES The Japanese Ambassador's Crimes {The teller of this tale, Gaspardo Del Tornet, talks of his life experiences. Gaspardo is a French citizen born in Aix-en-Provence of a father who was very strict, being a Sergeant in the French military and born of a French Moroccan mother, who was a baker, specializing in chocolate fi...
A swirl of beauties moved around the stage at Joou in the red-light Shinjuku Ni-Chome district of Tokyo. The entertainment had moved into the evening gown portion of the night, where the lovelies paraded around, lip synching to a Peggy Lee song. Each of them had a moment in the spotlight at center stage, where the audience's favorites received the most appla...
The four college gals sauntered up the hill toward the parking area. Amy was the Japanese shortie in a cute mini dress with Converse sneakers. Bianca was the obese tagalong with a giant dress to cover her figure as much as possible. Celicia was the Latina in a peasant dress with floral prints and ballet type slippers. Daniela was the white average girl next...
Sorry it's been years since I posted. I recently visited the site again and was surprised that people were still reading the story. I had thought about extending the arc, but it feels too forced. I actually had the epilogue written years ago, but for some reason never got around to publishing it. Maybe I didn't want to admit that the story was finished, but...