The taxi pulled up outside a house that Emma recognised. It belonged to a friend of William and James, a man called Daniel. She had met him once or twice, and didn't much like him. He was from the same mould as William: perverted and lazy. William clipped the lead to the ring in her collar while James paid for the taxi, and they walked up the stairs to Danie...
Home from work at last, I placed my purse on the kitchen table and went to check the mail. Opening the front door and reaching into the wall mounted mailbox I grab the handful of envelopes and magazines that the mailmen had stuffed hastily inside earlier that afternoon and didn't even bother to shut the box. I wave to the woman walking her basset hound on th...
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11th Day: Naked Truth Maybe it was last day's events. Or maybe I was very tired. Or maybe it was just an hunch. I'll never know. Anyway, I woke up with a very strange feeling today. Something was bothering me, but could not make out what. I was worried without any obvious reason... "Obvious?" I asked myself. "No obvious reason?" I could think of hundreds o...
I remember exactly the day it started. Sharon and I had married young, she was a virgin that first night in our bed. Of course we had indulged in some heavy petting during our dates, I had had a finger stuck up in there more than once and I had spent literally hours licking her big soft titties while she rubbed my cock through my pants. Just once she had t...
The Wednesday after Thanksgiving... Cold, wet, and dark with heavy clouds... 8:25 AM Eddie found himself staring at the clock, wondering for the thousandth time whether or not this woman with the very strange story and very bizarre request was going to show up. He had a side bet with himself that she would not. That hadn't stopped him from preparing thou...
I apologize for not writing anything lately. Life has gotten in the way. This is fiction any correlation to real people is purely happenstance. ********* I was jogging down the river path one early August Saturday. The sun was shining and some Cassin finches were singing. Even in the early morning air I was getting warm. The trail I was on, made its way t...
I woke up the next morning feeling incredibly sore all over. I was lying on the couch in Mr. Smith's living room, covered up with a blanket, with only vague memories of what had happened after Mr. Smith finished fucking me. I knew Pedro and Jake had taken turns with me as I had flashes of memory, almost like photographs, of them putting me in different posit...
This happened in Sharjah. Those of you who stay or have stayed in Sharjah know about the little slips of paper which are inserted through the front door of your apartment with the mobile numbers of housemaids written on them. One Saturday morning, I decided to try one of those numbers. A young female voice answered the call. She asked for my address and I...
The layoffs were announced on Friday morning and by the afternoon, three of the men I had started work with a year ago were gone forever. I think they were all quite surprised that I was still on the payroll. It certainly didn't make sense. I mean, what had I done to distinguish myself from them? But then, my wife had the given me an inside rail on the compe...