Preface: I, Reginald P. Walcott, am a 37 year old professional bitch-slave, and until recently worked in the service of Ms. Beatrice Pennington of the law firm Kale, Pennington, and Shipwright. As of this writing I am approaching what would be my tenth year anniversary in this line of work. How, one might ask, does one become a professional bitch-slave? Tha...
Chapter Seven The final cut and a going away party Monday morning came early, both Tess and Shea made their way to the shower with a labored gait. Shea moved with measured steps because her lower region was extremely tender from the waxing while Tess walked as if she just dismounted a horse after a long ride. "What's up with you this morning?" Tess asked...
"Are you serious, Mark?" Jessi asked, raising up on one elbow so she could look at me in the dim light of her darkened studio apartment. "You'll do it?" The "it" to which my young blonde lover was referring was the threesome with her friend Amara that she had proposed the week before, and that we had talked about earlier that evening. "I am serious, Jessi...
CHAPTER 1 Eva was dropping out of college because she thought the systems sucked and because she'd stupidly chosen to study biology only to find her interest waning faster than her staccato sexual interest in any guy. Now her interest in drama was returning. What a fucking mess, she'd fumed, coming to the 'I'm quitting' decision. Her counselor had summed...
Chapter 6 The Game Begins Sunday, July 17, 2011 6:45am Jesse was a creature of habit. It didn't matter whether it was a school day or not, he was awake and up at six in the morning and ready to start the day. It wasn't that he was especially enthused with going to school or work, but just that as a "morning person" he was at his most alert and active. Ther...
Andy an American and Shannon a New Zealander who has returned home to settle. appear to be a likely couple and could even marry. While Shannon makes it difficult for him, cooling off to fight hr hang-ups or until Andy can wind up her motor again, he eyes the attractive neighbor who appears to be single minded about getting her fill. * Andy lay in bed atten...
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...
part 6: Reunity Hello. My name is Jessica Hunt. I was born on the planet Earth in the year 1976. This message is for Marla Dennis, or any one else who may have replaced her after we cut communications. Marla, I've been living in Lemuria for the past century. As you might guess not much has changed here since our nations cut ties; at least not until recent...
Tamsin estimated that it would take the best part of ten days to trek all the way back to Birmingham. With limited supplies and Volk's helicopter gunships scouring the blighted landscape for them, it wouldn't be an easy journey by any means. They travelled in two groups of four to help avoid detection, and carefully transcribed a duplicate of the priceless...
Homecoming Hannah heard her name called and stepped on to the stage. From somewhere in the cavernous arena, she heard a shrill whistle. That's got to be Bonita, she thought. The dean held out her diploma and shook her hand. He spoke to her, but she could not make out his words over the audience's applause. She looked out toward the seats, hoping to see her...