Vic Knightly's POV Portland Brotherhood Clubhouse "WAKE UP, PROSPECT. We leave in twenty." The banging on my door had woken us up, and I looked over at the clock to see it was seven-thirty in the morning. We'd only had four hours of sleep, as the party had gone on well into the night. Spider Monkey had a lot of fun catching up with her old friends, while...
Jessica looked at the clothes that Sargent Choi had given her with a tinge of excitement mixed with confusion. She had worn dresses like this when she went on 'dates' with officers back when she was in Basic Training. Jessica had loved going out into the world on those dates, but had also hated them. Dates with officers had always led to sex in some dirty...
Stan Manuel's the name, I'm a private investigator and yup, my office girl and all my friends call me "Stan the Man". You can call me Stan. I once did a job for a retired admiral. He wanted me to find out who his wife was having an EMA with – sorry, that's my shorthand for extra-marital affair. Turned out it was the guy who used to be his flag officer here...
Back in the day, the early 1980's to be precise, I was badly in need. In need of a job to be more specific. These were times of prosperity for most. The Dow had recently hit 2000, which was a record. The economy was booming and would continue to do so throughout most of the decade. Everyone and everything seemed to be doing great, except for me. Being the re...
Sheila took a deep breath to calm herself before getting out of her car. She was elated to finally be meeting Him after a month of communicating for hours at a time both, online and by telelphone. She knew what He looked like because He had sent her a picture, just as she had sent Him one of herself. That was not what made her so nervous. She was giddy with...
Sbbe Sbbe stood looking at the closed door until she realized she'd forgotten to breath. She took a deep breath in and still smelled him. She blushed, "He's old enough to be your father," she murmured and turned. The room was beautifully decorated, rich colors, pleasing. The man didn't scrimp on his people; that was a very good sign. She paced the length...
Flash-forward The bondage scene I played with Tip – the linguistic ceremonials of it, the simultaneous denial and desire – came back to me vividly several years later, after the fall of the Tip line. You have to realize that before the attacks began, the top brass at Hayama had us all convinced, company employees and public customers alike, that Tactile Ima...
The warmth of the apartment wrapped around us as we entered, amplifying the two-drink glow which had accompanied us from the bar. A slender, willowy reed, my companion shrugged off her long black leather coat, her surprisingly full breasts dancing sensuously with the movement. I handed her my trench-coat and headed for the kitchen as she made her way to the...
Normally I like the snow. This day was an exception to the rule. Being one of the only girls in the ROTC class, I tried extra hard to show that I wasn't weak. The snow was being troublesome though, and it was made worse by the sheer layer of ice beneath. What compounded the problem was that I was the rifleman today which means when we were moving in single...
Chapter One *Beep* I glance down at the screen of my iPad. The envelope has a little 1 next to it and it shakes to draw attention to it. I wonder what it could be. I've been on the site for years and normally it is just older guys liking a picture or chatting. Meh, whatever floats your boat I suppose. It doesn't hurt me to be polite, and it isn't like I'm...