'Single to Roydon, please' I asked the driver. It had been another long day at work, but at last I was boarding the bus for home. The driver, a gaunt, aging man with a grey beard and thinning scalp punched a couple of buttons on the electronic ticket issuing box and a ticket appeared. I handed over £2 to him, took my ticket and turned to look down the bus....
It had been a tortuous week. The architectural department I managed had been under dire stress, working to meet a submittal deadline for a high profile office tower in Baltimore, and the final sets of plans were streaming off the plotters now. Most of the staff had already departed the office, headed to happy hour at Leo's, the local watering hole, to toast...
In church, my mind cannot help but wander. Mary Magdalene was not a prostitute. There is not a single piece of historical evidence that suggests she was a woman of ill repute by any definition. As a matter of fact, she might have been the "chosen" disciple, Jesus' best friend, and his confidant. I envy the women who knew him. I would be glad to share my...
Passion In James County IX Indiscretions By D.C. Roi Chapter twelve Bill Markham wasn't sure what was going on with Cindy Dillon, the waitress who worked in the diner he and his wife owned. When he arrived at work Sunday morning, Cindy was already inside, behind the counter and didn't say anything to him. That was odd. Usually, he got a bright smile and...
Marianne stumbled as she walked up the small set of stairs to the door of her dorm. She cursed when she nearly dropped her keycard to swipe in and fell through the door with a clatter, knocking into a trashcan right inside the door. Although the door to her hall was only a few feet away, it still took a few minutes for her to cross the foyer and open the hea...
In a large room of an artist's studio, somewhere lost within one of the many suburbs of Kyoto, a boy watched an older woman, red paint up to her elbows, in the act of crimsoning a succubus. The studio looked out on the courtyard which the building itself was built around. The sun, at that moment overhead, blazed down upon the mossy wet vines that clung to t...
They met two years before, on the other side of the world. Tonight, Sunny and James both thought with bittersweet regret about how they got here - a third floor officetel on the outskirts of Seoul - Sunny, on the tiny kitchen hallway floor, wiped tears from her tightly closed eyes with a corner of her blanket, while James rested with one eye open, on his bed...
Hi, this is my first story. I'd love to know what you thought of it and if you would like to see similar ones. *** It was the Friday of my first week at a new company when Nicki the office manager walked up to my desk. She was slender waisted, wearing jeans over a shapely rear end and a cream blouse with the cuffs turned up to reveal pale wrists and long,...
Dr. Sue Taylor had begun her day at work like so many others have countless times, at countless locations, for countless years. There was nothing special about this day, at least as it began anyway. She arrived at work and saw her first patient as scheduled. The session went as any typical session would go, and Sue bade her patient goodbye when it was over....
This is the continuing story of Sissy Steffi that goes to military school. Please read PT1 if you haven't already! All characters in this story are of the legal age of consent. *** It was Sunday morning; I was rudely awakened by the cacophony outside my room in the hallway. I looked at my phone. The time was 7:15 am. Who wakes up at 7:00 am on a Sunday; a...