"I can't do it Sarge." "Goddamn it Bobby, put the fuckin' cuffs on. You know the drill, now put 'em on." I ordered. "But Sarge..." he said, trying not to offend me. "Give me the goddamn handcuffs Bobby, I'll do it myself," taking Bobby's cuffs from his trembling hands. Bobby's a good kid, I've known him most of his life. He's going to make a fine cop som...
What I was doing was certainly illegal back home, and yet no other option appeared available. My thoughts were raging and I had to consciously force them down, to subdue their warnings as they raised their ugly heads. I shuddered briefly. Circumstances were forcing me to do things; things I didn't want, things that were wrong, and things that concerned this...
I serve two masters. My Husband and my Secret Master. It all began a few years ago. My marriage was a wreck. My husband almost never wanted to have sex with me and I didn't miss it. Well, I did miss sex. I just didn't miss sex with my husband. I wanted something else. I wanted a powerful man to take me by force, make me please Him without regard for my own...
Comments and criticism appreciated. * A beam of sunlight poured into the classroom from the westward-facing window. Noticing the glare from my desk, I caught myself daydreaming again. Our Chinese class had two teachers. One was a woman from China who was working to complete her pedagogy degree. The other was an American, Mr. Conley, or 'Hé Laoshi' as...
My obsession started in 1978 when I first saw Linus waiting in a patch on TV. The local CBS station,WCAX, had been airing the Peanuts special since 1966, but '78 was the year it caught my attention and I became obsessed with pumpkins and jack-o-lanterns. That year I must have carved a dozen lanterns, with faces ranging from a simple smiley to an elaborate,...
FORWARD/DISCLAIMER Standard disclaimers apply, all characters are of legal age etc., etc. There's more where this comes from, so if you're interested, or just feel like sharing some thoughts with me, be more than welcome to do so. Abusive and/or non-constructive criticism will simply be deleted, however. I hope you enjoy. ***** Miranda was in a pickle....
I grew up in a small town where everybody knew everybody. I went to church on Sundays and I studied hard for my straight A’s. My parents didn’t let me, my sister or our three brothers date before we were 18, but that didn’t matter. We hung out with other kids who had the same rules. Our curfew was 9 p.m. on a school night and 10 p.m. on the weekends and we n...
Chapter 18 Bill Opens Up We returned to Pennsylvania the next day. No mention was made of Beatrice or Lizbeth, except for Dennis' comment that I would have enjoyed her pussy. I shrugged him off and changed the subject to baseball. The Series was down to the seventh and final game. We found a tavern and settled in as the third inning started. The Dodgers h...
Jessie's eyes fluttered open and she looked around her bedroom. Pulling her arms, she suddenly realized she was still bound, but no longer gagged. The window was dim, telling her that she slept through the rest of the afternoon and much of the evening. Where was Keith? She heard noise in the living room and realized he was on the phone. Sighing angrily, she...
Disclaimer: Again. Not mine. Rating: A forget it. Buffy and Angelus. What do you think the Rating is. By now, I’d say I’m being a tad redundant. Feedback: Pretty please. The more feedback I get, the faster I right. Like sex: the more attention I get from you, the more attention I’ll give to your needs J Email: to the link below. Note: I added a teeny bit of...