Working in Frank's is okay. Frank himself is a bit of a pain in the ass, but I'm friendly enough with the other girls. Back when Frank still had ideas of starting a franchise, the diner-come-bar was decked out in the usual family friendly reds and yellows. Sometime before I started, he realised the customers he could count on weren't mom, pop and their 2.4s...
It was his first day of his second semester teaching the night class at the law school. The first semester had gone well, though the evening classes after a tough day at work were exhausting by the end of the two plus hour session. However, he felt like the students got a lot out of the class, and he was over his first semester fears that he had information...
For you, the most loyal fans I've known. I wish the readers in the Loving Wives category were as intelligent as you. TT Spalding, PI-The Wordsworth Case. There it was. The envelope addressed to TT Spalding, return address, Beltline Press, Inc. I raised it to the light, trying to see if I could read anything that way, but it was just a blur, the words hidd...
It was late, it had been a long drive, and I still had another forty miles to go. Moreover, I was hungry, and well aware that there was nothing whatsoever in the house to eat. As I passed through the town, I saw a PIZZA sign, and decided to stop. I sat in the car, attempting to enjoy the mediocre fast food, and as I did so, I looked around at the dingy s...
The whip laid into Valerie's back with a vengeance. Blood flipped off the end of the whip to create a splatter pattern on he wall behind the creature wielding the instrument of torture. More blood streamed down the nearly dead woman's back from the open wounds on her back; more appearing each time the savage whip laid into her with a loud crack. "Say it!" t...
The next day I followed Tim to work as usual, taking up my position in the corner of his office. I was determined to make a real start on my assigned task, and I took opportunities where I could – switching pages between documents when he left his desk, deleting one or two unread emails. My interference soon paid off, and Tim spoke sharply to his secretary...
I love playing The Game with You. Sometimes You pick a man for me to fuck. Other times I have to find a girl for You. It gives You so much pleasure. And Your Pleasure is my whole life. It is my task to choose a girl today. When I began my search through the shopping mall I was certain I would find just the right one. But now I am getting a little anxious. T...
As usual, please let me know what you think. And if you have the time, please vote. Thanks and enjoy. ____________________ I just couldn't stand it anymore. I had to know why. I was so sick of being a pushover, letting her have her way in regards to everything, whether it was when we were shopping or fucking. It didn't matter, I tried to always play the ni...
Chapter 21 For those who believe reincarnation, Heaven can wait Yes, I can feel my Lynn," said Marianne looking around the room. "I feel her energy," she said inhaling deeply, putting back her head and wrapping her arms around herself. "I feel her spirit. I know she's here," she closed her eyes and said with a smile. Then, when she opened her eyes, she loo...
Scarlet's breath slows, and with the high of a climax receding, her body begins to issue a damage report. Her scalp aches from his grip in her hair, her throat is coarse. Her breasts feel swollen, and the throb between her legs is a painful one, unlike the hot need she's felt most of the night. Her neck is sore, and the weight of the collar feels heavier tha...