Author's note When I originally came up with the idea for this story it was going to be a one-off and this was the only chapter. Then I decided to write an introduction to it which turned into a two-parter. Now I'm thinking of expanding it into a series. If you have any suggestions or requests or negative/positive feedback for me please feel free to e-mail...
Slave is shared For the past few days Jillian looked after Mrs Watson, and the woman's training was coming along better than expected. The older woman became used to crawling, and no longer made the mistake of speaking, because pet's don't talk. She whined for attention, like a puppy, and yipped to indicate what was needed. She'd been fed and taken outsid...
In the Castle of the Hawks, some days later, Emma, clad in her 'Story of O' outfit, was polishing the large walnut dining table, when she noticed a small door in the corner of the room. She quietly crossed over to the door and to her surprise, it opened and there was a staircase leading down -- but to where? Later, when she was in her room -- her cell. She...
It was opening night after Hurricane Katrina at Laura's favorite dance club. The rhythms of the French quarter took control of her hips. She sauntered around the nearly empty dance floor not caring who was watching; it was her coming out party. She'd finally broken away from the emotional ties that bound her for as long as she could remember. Earlier in the...
James Monroe lay in bed, thinking. He was thinking about how crazy his life had gotten. He was in a townhouse in 63rd and Madison. A place of wealth. It was actually a top secret base of operations. The Project, they called it. The men and women the government employed in its top secret work. James Monroe lay there. Once, he had a normal life. He was sixty...
A two part story of a young woman who describes her wonderful life Hi there. My name is Suzi Riley and I have a most wonderful life. The only depressing thing about it is that while I have a great many friends, family, and acquaintances who all know me to be a happy, vivacious, socially conscious and committed woman, there is only one person in the world...
Prologue Six months had quickly passed since Kay and Beth had joined a sex club to protect their young sons from going down the wrong path with some teen age slut and to take a proactive step by engaging directly with their sons in sexual games, eventually moving into Kay's house. The two women were reminiscing on a sofa in front of a roaring fire on a cool...
Greetings readers! As you may (or may not) have known, my computer crashed...temporarily putting a halt to my writing. But, as you can see, I'm ba-a-ack! Okay, okay...I can't blame it all on the computer crash. There are other reasons as well. For example, in real life, I'm a single parent with a teen-aged son...need I say more? All right folks, here it is!...
You may want to read the previous chapters before reading this the final chapter. Thank you to Estragon for taking his time to edit this story and making it a much better read. I might add that everyone's life is different. We all have a tendency to judge others, especially if their life doesn't agree with our thinking. Thank you to all that have commented....
As we head to the last holiday of the year, I realize it is also the last holiday of the first decade of the new century. Of course, what I mean is the eve of the holiday for that is what fascinates me, as New Years itself is nothing more than hangovers, parades, and football. What happened to the first ten years of the twenty-first century? I cannot believe...