It was a bright, fresh Sunday morning in mid-May and the West London air was still clear. I was on my way to meet my elderly client in his flat near the Portobello Road. I do not normally work Sundays, or mornings. Most of my work as a private detective is done at night investigating suspected adultery. Today I made a double exception. My client suspected th...
A light snow was falling, and the little girl with the tattered shawl had not sold a violet all day. She was sitting on a low garden wall, by a makeshift shop she had made out of a few sticks and cardboard boxes, playing shop and selling whatever she had found in the garden earlier. The violets were pretty, and she wasn't at all sad not having sold any, as s...
It's always strange to sleep in the room you occupied as a kid. You look back and wonder: it's so familiar and yet it feels like a stranger's room. Aunt Patty lived with Grandmother Lucinda when I was a teenager, so when I bailed out of St. George's Convent on this trip home, she put me up in my old room. She meant well; she always means well, even when her...
Em My short blond hair fit perfectly in my habit as I began dressing for my time in prayer. It took a long time before I was able to really recognize myself. It all seemed so sudden ... but I couldn't help it. I knew that this was the right place for me to truly dedicate myself to Jesus and His word without all of my impure and lustful thoughts. Before the...
For the second day in a row Polly was busy at her desk when I arrived at the office. I went into my room and placed my jacket in the closet and then went to check my note of what Polly was entitled to wear today. The entry for Thursday read: "Thu - white c. p - inside front; white bra - front right cup - nothing else". With perfect timing Polly came into m...
Author's note: This short vacuous historical stroker is fiction. All players are humans over age 18. Tags: Old Mexico, double dildo, servant, duenna, laundry. If you are offended, stop reading now. Views expressed may not be the author's. Details may be incorrect. Consider the story as translated from Spanish. Enjoy! ***** THE VISITOR ***** A foreign trade...
Hey Lovely's, Once again love all the feedback I received. I think one of the challenges of writing a short, compact, and decent story is how to fit everything in. That being said, my stories do follow this trend of sudden and rapid drama. Drama is definitely something that is a guilty pleasure of mine in writing and sometimes I can't help it when a scene or...
CAUTION: This story depicts sexual activity with former Vice President Albert Gore, Jr and his wife Tippy. Tipper. Whatever. What are you, a frickin' reporter? Anyway, it may be inappropriate for children under the age of 14. For that matter, it may be inappropriate for children of any age, as well as for adults with weak hearts or stomachs. Should you decid...
Hello everyone, I have decided to take a break from my Red Moon series and wait for some suggestions. So now I would like to introduce my newest story which is illustrated by my own artwork...not to bad considering I haven't drawn in just over a year. I do have one warning for all those reading, my bad guy likes men and women. Enjoy. * In ancient times the...
The ringing of the doorbell snapped me out of my newspaper. Somewhat annoyed, I wondered who could be at my door this early on a Saturday morning. Impatiently, I stood and closed my bathrobe, walked to my front porch and opened the door. My attitude softened somewhat when I saw the girl waiting on the step. Dressed smartly in her parochial school uniform, s...