Helen, during her training in the USAF, had been taught history. She had found most of it a snoozer - but one fact that floated from the hazy depths of her brain was that, back in the day, naval officers would help to lead their troops onto enemy ships. But in the era where getting onto an enemy ship involved jumping from one deck to another, with a sword in...
CHAPTER 22 MY ELDEST DAUGHTER GRACE WAS NEXT ON JACK'S LIST GRACE'S STORY 1. Being much more of an academic than my younger sister Lili I was enjoying life at university and I liked the atmosphere of the lecture halls and was keen to pass my degree with flying colours. I suppose I am what many people would describe as a bit geeky or a nerd. I find th...
I'd made my high school years tough by hanging with the "nerds" and the "geeks." Not that it wasn't correct to call us that, it's just that I didn't like being singled out and called names. But I had to admit it.'It's true, it's what I am.' There wasn't a lot of uniformity in our group. We were distinguished by our prickly concentrations on our selves. W...
But then there are girls like me Who stand appalled by what we've seen We know the truth about you Now you're the prince of all the magazines That is a dangerous thing Now would they love you if they knew all things we know Those golden boys are a fraud don't believe their show -Res CHAPTER 1 The sound of an electronic lock engaging is loud, too lou...
This is the second part in a series. For the action leading up to now, see On Set With Axis. ____________________ Lilith Blackheart. That was the name of the director, but she did not look like a Lilith to me. The name evokes a black-haired witch or dominatrix, but Ms. Blackheart was a red-head whose long straight hair flew about unhindered and who wore a...
I jolted at the sudden loud, obnoxious alarm clock raping my ears, and my first instinct was to throw the damn phone to the ground causing it to shatter into a million pieces and to make the blaring ringing stop. It wasn't my phone, and I didn't know how to turn off this damn annoying siren that was blaring like a New York City fire truck. Fingers franticly...
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The Toy Shoppe - A Midwinter's Tale The letter seemed like a lifesaver. It was from my great-uncle Cyril, and it was the real thing, complete with ornate calligraphy (fancy handwriting for those of you who haven't got any snail-mail recently). He was Grandma's brother, and a bit of a black sheep, truth to tell. He was always turning up in odd places with go...
Monday, June 1st, 2020 Isabela Moner hurried nervously through the bustling corridors of Hollywood's prestigious academy, the Sofia Vergara Summer School for Girls. To the untrained eye, SVSSG- as it was known by its students and faculty alike, looked like a perfectly ordinary school. It had classrooms, locker rooms, a cafeteria, a gym- all the components...
Margaret lay naked on the articulated exam table. Eric was casually glancing at her shaved pudendum when Dr. Hairison announced, "Eric, you know Margaret's preference for the demonstration." "No Dr., what's that?" "She's asked to be draped from the waist up." "But Dr., there are some responses that are only indicated through the constriction of specific f...