I already write my story about Caribbean vacation. On Sunday opposite our room hotel a smart and young Indian boy came to stay. At first glance I like him and impressed by his personality. I have taken very good care of my body. I have a great, praiseworthy, and an attractive figure. My lips are thin with small-mouthed and my eyes are wide big brown colour...
(For those looking for sex, there will be PLENTY of that...as we move into this series... This is NON FICTION and is being written by both parties. We are extremely busy, and will have no concrete posting schedule due to our professional lives. I am sure that some will not like the white slave/Black Master dynamic, but for those of you who do...we thank you...
The first time I saw Bobby he was about eighteen months old and I was eleven. Bobby and his mom lived a crossed the hall from mom and me. Bobby's mom was single but not by choice; she was a war widow; a victim of Viet Nam like my mom. Our mothers were students at WMU in Kalamazoo. Mom and I watched Bobby during the evening if Sarah, Bobby's mom, had to work...
Matthew didn't know what just happened. One minute he was getting up from the office chair to get another cup of coffee, then he suddenly found himself standing in a room he did not recognize. Looking around, he could see it was a living room, but it wasn't his. What the heck's going on, he wondered. It was then that a door opened and someone entered the li...
I had been his submissive for about a month when the package arrived. I got his call to come over to his house directly after work so I drove over immediately not even stopping to change out of the suit I had to wear in the office. As had become my fashion I was not wearing any panties so I did not have to take them off before entering his house. I knocked...
"There he goes again," Hank noted. The old man held a pair of binoculars to his eyes as he peered through his window from behind the curtain. He checked his watch. "Like clockwork. Every Tuesday and Thursday." Patty shook her head and returned to her knitting. "Such a shame," she said. "Shame?" Hank responded. "These people have no shame. They're like a bu...
I should have seen it coming. Hell, I should have expected it, but it was till a surprise when I was served with divorce papers at work. Things have been crappy around the house for almost a year, starting with a diminishing sex life, to a non-existent one. Myra has been moody and argumentative and could fly off the handle for no reason at any time. It had g...
Inspired by a remark from my 'little sister'. My grateful thanks to evanslily for her time and patience, and her editing skills. As always, the good stuff is due to her, the mistakes are mine. ALLIE The Piccadilly line in the middle of the morning is hardly the Road to Damascus, and yet the premonition that morning was no less apocalyptic in my life. The...
I didn't get in as early as I wanted to the next morning; my wife had kept me up late arguing about this and that. She never missed an opportunity to yell at me. When I arrived there was a weird buzz in the air, the entire office was acting strangely. Tim, our top sales guy, motioned me frantically into his office. Some other guys were already in with him...
"Room 333, right?" "Yes, that's the room. Should've said so on your paperwork but you know how the system is." the ward clerk replied pointing down the hall with little interest. On his way down the hall, Jordan noted that the ward was slow today. Only a few patients on each floor and little of anything interest going on at all. He breathed a sigh of relie...