PART FOUR: The Hidden Curriculum Jane Matthews stepped out of the smoke filled car and looked across at Elaine Phelps. She smiled, took another long puff on what remained of the cigarette in her gloved hand and dropped it, crushing it with her heeled boot. She exhaled through her nose and Elaine was transfixed as it drifted towards her across the car roof...
The rest of my punishment was conducted without incident. I didn't see much of Alex, and for that I was glad. I still had not come to terms with what happened the night we were together in Master's chambers. I also hadn't seen Aidan, and was truly worried about him. Mistress' voice saying he wouldn't come to 'serious' harm wherever he was kept playing in the...
The bus had taken us 50 kilometers east from Kraków in Poland to the museum of the holocaust at Auschwitz-Birkenau. Many buses, several taking our party and others with other groups dropped us and we walked to the iron gate crowned with the motto "Arbeit macht frei". "Three Million Jews walked through this gateway to die" lied the guide "My Grandfather was...
Although this story contains characters that are minors, all characters engaging in sexual activity are above the age of 18. ***** The day that Khan left me was both the worst and best day of my life. Things hadn't been going well with us for quite some time, but we'd been together for almost eight years so I guess I was surprised that it ended as suddenly...
Teaching Her A Lesson Part Nine: Core Curricula Every other Tuesday in our district was an e-learning day for the students. For most of them, it meant sleeping in, waking up two minutes before sign-in was required for attendance, then brushing their teeth and eating breakfast while they half-listened to their first recorded lecture of the day. Then another...
I enjoyed writing "The Norwegian Made Me Do It," and this is a sequel told from a different point of view. Reading that one first will help, and so will reading "Crazy Gina." But, of course, this one stands alone, too. Gina's sort of a different narrator than Shannon, that's for sure. Enjoy. * * * Shannon really, really shouldn't have told me about her...
"I'm sorry Mr. Ross, she isn't in her office. Can I take a message?" Yeah, you can take a message. Tell the lying bitch to answer her Goddamn cell phone. "No Cynthia. Just tell her that her HUSBAND called and to please call me back when she gets this." "Will do Mr. Ross." This conversation that I just had with my wife's secretary was an exact replica of y...
As I sat in my hotel room in Baltimore on a Friday deciding whether to call the escort service whose name had surreptitiously been given to me by a business associate, I had no idea what was in store for the future, near or long term. All I knew was that I had just gotten off the phone with my Chicago P. I. who confirmed what I had suspected for more than a...
Chapter 4 -- Rescue Laying on my back, midmorning in Laura's queen size bed, with my hands clasped behind my head, the sun streaming around the dust motes and my brain floating through the previous night of unbridled passion, I reveled in the luxury of the moment. Two days ago, all life had been rotten. Two days ago I had been a wreck. Now? No problems. My...
Chapter 47 -- Naked Lunch I hadn't seen Nguyet all summer, as she had met some guy who was serious, while I had spent a lot of time with Tina, Linh, and Tuyet, as they were college students on their summer break. Now, Nguyet's suitor had asked her to marry him, so we needed to see each other, Nguyet insisted. As much as she wanted a husband and a father for...