Life with a foot fetish is growing increasingly difficult as I age. I turned twenty one today, and my dad took me to have a few beers at a sports bar. My mom was very against me going, but she had the night shift, so she didn't really talk my dad out of it. I also stopped and got a tattoo on my back, an eagle bursting out of the water of a dark ocean, with t...
"Oh, you do look so great," said my darling wife Eve, gazing at me. "As it's such a lovely day, why don't we take you to the park and show you off?" But she wasn't talking to me: she was talking to The Dress. If that sounds odd, then I must explain we lived an unusual life together. We now had a ménage à trois with Jean, who had who slept with her and had l...
Chapter 8 THE GALA Author's note: Ideally, the previous chapters in this story should be read prior to reading this. Although this chapter could stand alone, it—as well as the upcoming chapters of the story—will be more meaningful if put in the complete context. ***** Suzie and I were in the back seat of our best friends Bob and Julia's car on the way to...
"Oh shit," Jay "Raw-Dawg" Winston said to himself as he ran down Elm Vale, hoping that the Ontario provincial police wasn't closing in. He could hear the police sirens drawing close. Ottawa police, Ontario provincial police, they were all after his ass. The tall, slim young Jamaican-Canadian man wondered what could have possessed him to rob the local bank in...
I drove home early the next morning to prepare for work. Work? My world had been turned upside down, my thoughts dominated by Jonathan and my experiences as what I now saw as my alter ego, Simone. I needed to clear my head. I had coffee and a light breakfast after showering and donning my work suit, then commenced the journey to the office. My job was a lo...
Priya Kocheta stepped out of the shower and wrapped a soft white towel around her. She entered her bedroom and let the towel drop to the floor. Opening the wardrobe door, she looked at her reflection in the full length mirror. Jet black hair, though she had noticed a few silver strands lately. Strikingly beautiful face, displaying her Anglo Indian heritage...
THIS IS FICTION...IT IS NOT REAL...IT IS A PARODY *** It was my first day on my new job. My name is Dick. I'm a producer, and I was hired by NBC execs to turn around the ratings of Megyn Kelly Today. I've been in the producing biz for awhile and I've worked with numerous shows over the years. The network heads brought me in to help Megyn's show because, af...
Chapter 4: Give her an inch and she'll steal a mile! A full week had passed since our last group session with Alyssa. In that time I had made 4 new recordings and about 200 pictures, of Izzy, in various sexual scenarios. She never complained, never grunted her dissatisfaction, or present any notion that she was upset. Part of me thought that she was just ac...
By now you probably know my story. The summer between freshman and sophomore year at a major university in the Midwest, I was able to get an internship. That never happens, right? No first year business major gets an internship. Well, come to find out the company was on the brink of filing for bankruptcy and was hoping to limp along on the nearly free labor...
Now What? - Stanley Needs to Figure Out How to Live With His Condition This is module one, chapter four. This is going to be a novella of sorts. The intent is to have 3 modules total covering different times in our main characters life. While it is feasible to read any of these independently, this is a carryover story, so reading them in order is beneficial...