It was the last week of classes at Georgetown and finals were about to begin the next week. It would also be Katrina's last week in control of the journal. She began her five week excursion into the world of the magic that surrounded that damn journal was at an end. She had five stabs at whatever fantasy she wanted. She had used it to benefit others. She onc...
"Well, I can't say that I really expected you today. Did your Aunt get here okay?" "Yeah, she arrived exactly on time and that's something you can't often say about the airlines." Betty stood there for several minutes before finally saying, "Aren't you going to tell me about her? How old is she? Is she modern or old-fashioned. How does she dress?" "Whoa!...
Please allow me to introduce myself. I am Spiritus Libertus, also called the Free Spirit. As my name implies, I am a rather pleasure and sensations oriented fellow. But that's not what I'm all about. I have so many other names. I can look like any man. A professional football player, a male model, a fireman or a cop. I can be black, white and everything in b...
Jennifer Little hopped and skipped and sang to herself as she went along the Forest Path. She was trying to get some dance steps right to go with her favourite singer's latest song and rather raunchy stage show. As was the fashion with girls at that particular time she was wearing a grey top and hood, known as a hoodie from the Riding company, despite the fa...
Chapter Seven: At 'The Agency' and I'm Off to a New Start In My Sissy Life. "Girls this is your new dorm mate, Sissy Chantel." one of the security staff says. The other staff member adds, "You shall take her into your group, help her set up her things and then take her around on a tour of the facilities and such. Report to the office after doing so, OK?"...
"Cissy, would you bring in the projected revenues on the Enchante line, please?" "In a minute, Ms. Fontaine. They're coming off the LaserJet right now." I reached over and withdrew the reports from the output stacker. The stark, white paper was a contrast to my long, slender fingers with their ultra-long, crimson nails. I patted an errant lock of my full,...
My husband's birthday was almost upon us and I hadn't yet found an appropriate gift for him. What do you give a man who has everything? What can you give a man who treats you like he owns you and that you are simply one more of his many possessions? What can you give a cheating bastard who fucks his secretary at lunchtime and your sister every Tuesday and Th...
The week passed with no greater incidents, except for some minor accidents involving broken china, food plastered onto the wall and papers flying around the factory. Cade had decided to leave only the non-dangerous tasks to his clumsy secretary and had therefore banished her to the filing room. Erin could not have agreed more as this gave her the perfect o...
All of his life, Paul Robinson had been a man on a mission. He had been a man obsessed, a man obsessed with the acquisition of power. Money and fame were nice, but he thrilled at control, he loved being a mover and a shaker. He loved seeing the look of admiration or envy or even fear in the eyes of the people that surrounded him. He came by his power honestl...
So here in lies the age-old question... How do you like it? Huh? What do you mean? You have no clue what I mean? You don't think about it? Well since you are still in the dark, please let me enlighten you and open your eyes to the broad spectrum of how it's really done... The next time you are on the bus headed downtown to work just close your eyes and th...