Chapter Ten – Votan. Evelyn woke up from a chilling breeze that kissed her skin. She lay curled like a fetus at the foot of a large bed. In the room's deep twilight, she saw she was alone. The sheets had been turned back; there was a small dent in the pillow. Someone had slept there; someone who'd left. Zelda? Evelyn had no idea about the time – the curt...
As they drove back along the way they came, they passed by the store again and saw Vanessa and Chanelle still inside. "Stop here for a minute honey, I want to see what's going on in there." Trisha asked Katherine. Katherine pulled over directly across from the store and parked. They sat and watched as the two women argued and saw Vanessa push Chanelle a...
Chapter 11 -- Happy families It was fortunate that I was kept very busy with work and wedding preparations during the final week before our marriage. I hated being in our flat on my own and I longed to be with Emma again. I was grateful that the week went by quickly and it felt good on the Friday afternoon after finishing work early to load up my car and se...
Chapter 9 - Every day has its dog One of the many and varied pleasures of living with Emma is making her breakfast in bed on a Sunday morning and settling back into bed with her to enjoy it together and survey the Sunday papers. On one such morning I came across an article on the burgeoning sex slave scene amongst young professionals in London. Having read...
Sunday morning, I woke up ridiculously early and started to get ready even before the sun came up. I did some stretching exercises, went for a four-mile run, showered, shampooed, shaved (taking special care with my pubic area to make absolutely certain there was no stubble or stray pubic hair left behind), got dressed and ate breakfast before I went over to...
Strange things happen at the strangest times. Last week a client of mine gave me a ticket to the opera. Why I don't know, but he did. Me at an opera would be a terrible thing to consider from anyone's point of view, especially mine. Now don't get me wrong, I love music, all kinds of music with maybe the exception of acid rock, rap, and hard opera. The idea o...
For some time after, the two friends lay there on top of the inflatable pad, snuggling. After three consecutive orgasms each, though either of them could have kept going, they had at least reached a point of satiation, where they didn't feel the need to keep making love. Azalea lay her head down on top of Dakota's right shoulder as the rested from that incre...
It was around 9:30 the next morning when Valerie heard a gentle rapping on her door. At first she forgot where she was. Outside someone was calling. "Good morning. Ms. Carlyle may we come in please?" Valerie got up and opened the door. It was the same two ladies who'd intercepted her the night before. Those self-same ones who'd talked her into to pretending...
Ariel has spent the better part of an hour trying out different types of shoes to see how well Brian holds up under the resolve of not being able to walk on him with what she had on the other day. It's a front to cover up how much she has enjoyed him worshiping her feet today; something she had to preemptively cut short to spare her composure. As he had pre...
The phone rang. It was 3 AM on Thursday. The boy awoke and fumbled around for it. It was someplace under his hoodie by his desk. He found it and answered it, half rolling away from his sleeping roommate in his bunk so as not to wake him. "Mmnnn Hello?" "Hello Vic! How is my nice hunk of Vanilla dick?" It was Wendy. She was horny, excited, and on the phone...