The sounds of a door opening in the main lobby echoed throughout the empty office and from the small training room. It brought a smile to his face. It meant he would have students to teach for a change. One of the computers choked out a 'beep' and he checked it again to make sure it would run properly. Checking all of the wires meant he had to get down on th...
The young black woman strolled down the hallway from the conference room and towards what would now become "her" office. She walked with authoritative strides. For a minute I remained behind, standing alone in the small conference room rethinking the events that led up to this moment. The embarrassment Alexis had subjected me to this morning, and in the pres...
He had been dreading this conversation for a while now. It was atypical for him to be so forthcoming with a student, but in this case he feared that she could not or would not take a hint. Intervention was necessary. He adjusted his chair nervously and checked his hair in his computer monitor. It was stylishly slicked back with a single strand perfectly out...
She opened the coffee shop door and recognized him right away. He was sitting at a round table with club chairs; the table she and her friend usually sat at when they came for coffee here. She suddenly became very self-aware; every wrinkle in her skirt, the unruly hair at the crown of her heard that stuck straight up when she straightened her hair, the sligh...
(All characters are age 18+) *** I felt like I was losing control. My body and mind were becoming less and less masculine with every passing day. And I was secretly ENJOYING it. I couldn't help myself. Every time I looked in the mirror, I found myself loving the ever-changing reflection. First, my dyed pixie haircut. Then, my bikinis. Then, my nose, ear, a...
Lynne was sitting on the porch wearing a blueish flowery sundress. Her arms were wrapped tight around her legs as she pinned them close to her chest. Her chin was resting on her knees as she stared blankly into the back yard. The hot tub hummed in the background as the heater kicked on to maintain the set temperature; 104 degrees. The setting sun lowered pas...
Playfully His Ch. 02: Never Again Note: The events in this series are based on real experiences, which have been somewhat condensed and altered to allow for presentation as a story. There it is. The belt. I look at it, and hesitate to touch it. On the back of his bathroom door, hanging by its buckle from a hook, off by itself from the array of other belts...
*Editing magic performed by KJ24 and Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells* *Riptide: a strong tidal flow of water within estuaries and other enclosed tidal areas.* *This tale is an espionage fantasy under assault by reality* *The 'hero' of this tale might be considered a Libertarian, though the label means nothing...
Chapter 1 Alex laid in bed his left arm resting across his chest his index finger tracing the shape of the chain link brand on his right side something he only did when he was tense. As he did he kept flashing back to the moment it was put there. The branding iron covered in molten rose gold and the faces of Janus and Klaus as they used it on his skin. He s...
**** Hello to all my faithful fans I want to thank the alert reader that sent me an anonymous email to let me know there seemed to be something missing between chapters 10 and 11. You were correct. Thus, I give you Ch. 10.5 - The Missing Chapter. I apologize for the oversight. I posted this one, but somewhere during the process, it didn't upload for submitt...