I wander the streets, aimless, lost...uncomfortably numb. Not even the warm night air, kissed by summer, can break the spell. I know I am woman, but something in me has forgotten what that means. I have breasts, but I do not feel them. I have a pussy, but I do not touch it. That is what he has done to me. Only twenty-six years old and I feel empty, as th...
PART TWO - CAMBRIDGE - 5 - Gabe knocked on the door marked "Professor Robert White, Dr. Raymond Gerard -- Classics", and listened for an answer. He heard nothing from inside the office. It was already late in the afternoon of what had seemed a long day. That morning he had been in London retracing his steps on the day of the murder, going back to the Natio...
I knew I was early when I parked in her driveway but I only had two options. I could either wait in her house until she was ready or I could drive around waiting until she called telling me she was ready. At least I could watch television in her house. After parking near the entrance to her massage therapy shop, I went up and knocked on the front door. When...
She sat quietly at the bar, sipping her tea. Perched on a bar stool, she swung her legs to the music, fingers of her right hand tapping the time on the bar. She put down the thermos cup, and sighed softly, glancing at her watch. She nearly jumped out of her skin when a voice suddenly said, "waiting for someone?" She looked up, eyes wide, still startled, and...
My name's Henry Podes, and I'm a 43-year old Inspector Grade III with Her Majesty's Inspectorate of Taxes. Since a few weeks ago I've also been committing criminal fraud. Let me tell you about it. Part of my job is to interview tax defaulters and attempt to get them to arrange to clear their debt. I quite often make unnotified calls on people at their homes...
Author Note: Hi, this is the beginning of a potentially very long story. There is no sex in this chapter but there will be sex coming soon. Also you are not likely to find extensive character descriptions, just hints and little features, there will be no cup sizes, nor back-story info-dumps. Details come across as the story calls for them, not in bulk. Unl...
Minerva By Denham Forrest, The Wanderer My sincere appreciation goes to both Sue and Deryk for their assistance in preparing this story for posting. Alright, and to a certain old 'so and so' in Alabama, for ensuring that I would not be able to put the tale to one side... again! Minerva Chapter 01 It was a Sunday morning and I just weren't expectin...
I was 34 years old when this took place. I was married, not happily married, but married. She knew about my past but mostly ignored it and I didn't go into much detail. It didn't turn her on or excite her or anything. The extend that she knew was a transgendered person named Ramona and that was about it. She never asked or wanted to know details. When we m...
Author's Preface This chapter is the result of several requests from some people following the story. "The Alley of No Return" is a story about refusal to acknowledge illicit temptations, gradually giving in to them, and how powerful they become in a culture of denial, and oppression, of obvious glamour. Specifically in this chapter, if the notions of sexua...
"Hold the elevator!" Called Brad, as he and his wife Sue raced along the empty corridor of their apartment bock. As the door began to close, he saw a small, slender hand hit the door open' button on the control panel, and the door slide smoothly back with a quiet hum. "Thanks" he said as he stepped aside, allowing Sue to enter first. "No problem" Brad loo...