Introduction: Clarissa, ex-boarding school friend and model, had been taken in by Jessica Harmondon-Smithers her long lost friend who was now a successful businesswoman in an apparently sexless marriage with Jonathan (Johnnie). Clarissa Stocks-Johnson had told her a fantastic tale of abduction of herself and another down-at-heel tramp called Maggie, by a sha...
SO FAR: Maggie marries to become Mrs de Lacey but the honeymoon is scarcely over before she and Ryan are split over a major business decision with Ryan taking the moral high ground; he goes off to sleep at a motel. Gradually Maggie through the support of her mom realizes she has put self before community. In fact she accepts she has little knowledge of what...
Welcome to the first chapter of Tribe Clandestiny. It's a good idea to read the Guilded Lily series of stories first, these tales start where that series left off. Several people have asked for a Dramatis Personae, a list of characters, but a list is just going to bore the hell out of you so I'll try a short explanation. It all started with Jimmy Blake, a...
This story has developed from one of the Characters in my story The Webber Family Secrets. For background information I recommend reading the story but of course it is not essential. This is going to be a long story so I have placed it under Novels and Novellas. Enjoy! ***** SAM PROLOGUE It was seven on Tuesday morning and Sam was walking the path above...
Copyright Oggbashan October 2017 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. ************************************************* Clang! Clang...
Clarissa Clyde-Walker is a master manipulator, unlike the rest of the kind folks of St. Dunstan's. Many are interested in Clarissa getting some non-fatal comeuppance, including someone unexpected. There are rather intense scenes after Clarissa goes to the Recreation Room, so if you're not into S/M you may want to stop there and rest assured the Vicar will ge...
The big C. Who would have thought it? Thirty-four, almost thirty-five years old, and she had cervical cancer. The doctors were positive they'd caught it early. They were confident they'd be able to treat it with 'just a hysterectomy'. Just a hysterectomy? What about another baby? While they were talking about saving her life, all she could think about was t...
The next week at work was just simple hard work. I was beginning to realise that I was still trying to do my old job, plus project managing the ITP project, and that was hard work. The ITP team had been demoralised, they needed time and loving care. But loving care cost time, and time was something that neither the project nor I had. On top of that, I had to...
As the greyhound bus dropped off the freeway and began to wind through the outskirts of New York I stared through the window at snow piled high alongside the roads. It was December 7th, five months to the day after my eighteenth birthday, and I was going for interview at the School of Art. I was hoping my cousin, Alison, would be there to meet me at the bus...
Pamela stood huddled in the dark doorway, halfway down the back alley. It was cold and a light drizzle had settled in, the sheets of fine rain just discernible in the dull light of the single working lamp halfway down the alley. Pamela was in her mid forties and fighting a losing battle against the rising tide of age, her thighs and bottom were spreading, h...