That evening I arrived home first and paced the floor. The adventures of the holiday were all well and good in the privacy of anonymity but this was here. This was neighbours and family and work colleagues. Fun is fun but this is serious; where was all this going to go? What if people we knew were witnesses to new adventures? What then? Both of us worked in...
Madeleine sighed and hit Disconnect on the call window. Another rude asshole. She thought. The days were supposed to feel shorter when you have a lot of work to keep you busy, however bad calls like that made them drag on forever. "Hang in there." A pleasant voice floated over her cubicle. Madeleine looked over her shoulder to meet eyes with the voice. J...
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March, 1920 Le Havre, France It was with a deep sense of melancholy that I stood along the rail at the stern of the ocean liner, watching the coast of France recede into the distance. I was going home, after seven years of service with the American Embassy in Paris, and while part of me was glad to be returning to America, a larger part of me knew I was l...
Miss Gorton's Academy For Young Ladies was situated in Clapton, west of the River Lea on the fringes of East London. It was quite an imposing building – or rather, buildings. Four Georgian houses had been adapted for the purpose, with interior walls knocked down and connecting corridors. There was one front door, reached from the street by two steps, the rem...
Ch. 3 -- The Sorcerer's Apprentice "I'm... a sorcerer?!" "That is correct, David. My friend would not have taken to you as he did were you not," Merlin chuckled. "This... this is crazy..." "You do not believe me?" "No!" Dave exclaimed. "I am a man of science! I believe in what can be perceived through our senses and confirmed with consistent testing. Ho...
Don Julian Winslow __________________________________ The original story was first published in "Compulsion" by Don Julian Winslow. "Show Me" chronicled the adventures of a young model in one of the leaders of high fashion - the Andora Rogers agency. The president of Andora Rogers, Madeleine Crowthers, is a holy terror who ruthlessly uses her models like t...
June, 1915 Paris, France "A toast! A toast to Robert," cried Sergei Hoffmann, over the din of well-wishers. "Hear, hear!" was the response from several corners of the room. We were gathered in the private room of a well-known Paris restaurant for the traditional bachelor's night, and the good food and copious amounts of spirits in all varieties had made...
So, I was in my bedroom when Madeleine breezed in. "Are you jackin' off?" she asked me cheerily. "Uh, not yet." "Well maybe we should get you started." "You crack me up, Maddy." Madeleine is a slender woman of average height or so, with short, curly dark hair and smallish breasts set into a broad chest. At this moment, she was wearing a bra and a pair of...
Author's Note. Hi all. Returning to Literotica after too long a pause. I appreciate any and all critical feedback - positive and not so. Many thanks to Allegra for their sustaining inspiration. Hope you enjoy! ***** The Mulberry negotiations were dragging. Jack was pissed. His client was a jerk, and his opponent's client was a fool, and they deserved each...