Chapter 21 -- The Danubian Spring "Socrates' Mistresses" returned to the national stage on May 1, once again performing for the Danubian public. Like the year before, the group performed live in Danube City's Central Plaza as part of the May Day Celebrations. Once again the deputies and staff-members of the National Parliament lined up on the rooftop and ba...
I was in Europe on a trip with the Youth Group. It was a church thing, but the cost was minimal and I’d convinced myself that where I’d failed with girls in the U.S., I’d succeed with European girls. So I went with the church people and saw the Catholic sights all around Europe. We saw the Vatican and even went to a High Mass. We went to all the French a...
Traveling for work is the best. You gotta love it when your boss, or whomever, pays your airfare, hotel and most importantly, your food and beverage. New Orleans was our venue that particular year. And seriously? They expected us to accomplish something? Suffice to say, I was drunk for about four days straight. It was such a party that I would wake up ever...
Just for a little while. We hadn't been away, just the two of us, for several years. We thought a trip to the Caribbean would do us some good. We just didn't know how good! We arrived at the resort around 7pm. It more than lived up to its billing! (I would certainly hope so at the cost!) Anyway, we had a nice dinner, a couple glasses of wine and then some...
Author's note: this is the first story I'm posting here. It is not purely fictional. Actually, almost everything has happened as described. If you're lucky and you're able to visit a sauna somewhere in Europe, you'll know what I'm writing about. This story has no hardcore stuff in it and it is building up slowly. It features elements of voyeurism, ENF, reluc...
The City of Montreal reminds me of home, for numerous reasons. Quebec is about as different from West Africa as can be, but with so many dark-skinned faces all around me, I feel at home. It's not easy being an African man in this world, and it's even harder to be an African blood sucker. I'm back in town after a long hiatus, and came home to the aftermath of...
"Oh, fuck it!" I exclaimed. I just barely landed in Rome when it was announced that the entire country of Italy was now under a mandatory lockdown. This trip had been in the works for most of my life, only to be ruined by this blasted coronavirus crap that everyone and their uncle had recently dismissed as just a Chinese problem. Whatever it might be, it wa...
Amanda’s heart raced the car reached its destination. She had trained months for this infiltration mission. Daily sessions at the gym, daily personnel dossiers to study, weekly mission scenario briefings, and lots of computer decoding, had dominated the last year of her life. While she was always intrigued with joining the world of spies and espionage, she h...
CHAPTER ONE Dara wiped the tear from her cheek. It was the second day of her week-long vacation: a vacation that she and Daniel were supposed to be on together; a vacation to exotic locales, to parts unknown, to the bedroom. All that changed six months ago with a fateful phone call. Dara's cell phone had rung at work while she was in a meeting. She had q...
Note: This story is about a college student and professor. All characters in this story are over eighteen. Also if you don't like college student/professor relations or would find this story offensive, please stop reading this story and exit immediately! ***** My name is Matt and I'm a noob in college. It was the last day until vacation. But it was also...