Even in this day and age there are rural counties whose claim to fame is that they don't do much of anything. Life moves at a snails pace because there are no factories, no corporate office buildings, no tourist attractions, just a string of almost empty downtown areas, one after another. There are dozens of crossroads, with the remnants of a different time...
Chapter 02: Café Girl Artist Girl and her lover, Asian Guy, were sitting in the cafe where they had their first date. At least she thought they were lovers, and she hoped they could be even more. Asian Guy, however, didn't seem to get the hint. He was eying the girl that worked at the cafe appreciatively. Cafe Girl was wearing a pair of snug fitting jeans t...
Sue showed up at my door, wearing a long, button up coat and a silly hat. "I don't have time to play with you, I'm working," I said. "It's OK," she said, "I just figured your place could do with a clean and I'd help out." She showed me a bag of cleaning supplies, dusters and suchlike. "Fine," I sighed, "come in, but be quiet". I went back to my desk and...
Simon rang the door bell, prompt at 2 pm, somewhere between nervous and excited and wondered quite how he had reached this point. He had met Sally in, of all places, a crowded cafe at King's Cross when all the trains were late. She'd pulled up a stool next to him , asked if it was okay to sit and started chatting. She was so easy to talk to, middle aged, n...
6 -- Sunday There was a problem with success; sooner or later you had to face the reality that it was happening, and happening to you. Kim re-read her earnings statement for her last 'confessional' novella with a growing sense of dread. 'How I Became a Catgirl Maid' had sold enough copies that it almost paid her rent by itself, it had enough positive review...
Chapter One: First Contact Incredibly intrigued by the prospect of what possibly lay ahead over the next few days Gemma waited patiently for her contact to make themselves known to her. Drawing a deep breath to steady her nerves she had to admit to feeling more than a little apprehensive, she was taking a chance this was the first time she had dared to do a...
Helen Hill angrily tapped a finger nail on her desk at the rear of the antique store as she listened to Bill's story. "That son of a bitch isn't going to get away with it this time!" she thought to herself, as Bill finished his tale. She stood up from her desk and offered Bill a warm handshake. Bill was impressed by Helen Hill's poise and dignified bearing....
Lunceford Grayledge, owner of Uttenweiler's Department Store and his wife Charybdis Nordhauser-Grayledge left the meeting with the ad agency folks. Lunce was very nervous about modernizing his department store. The agency guys had good ideas, but he hated to change it at all. It was one of the biggest chains in the country, and certainly the nicest in Butt...
Again, speaking to herself, careful enough not to reveal any of her most distrustful feelings, but loose enough to let some minor honesty float in the air. All alone, wandering the halls, some free time before dinner. Sometimes her mistress let her off so she could eat in her room if she wanted. Even during her free evenings, however, Muriel still ate with...
I spent the morning wondering what had happened to me. A shy girl from a good family had agreed to work as a naked maid at a private club. I rationalised my decision on the basis of the members all being gentlemen; plus it paid well and solved my summer accommodation issues in one go. I needed fresh air so I decided to take a little stroll into town and tre...