Call her Jill. Jill says to me, "Talk messy when you write. Evoke the adventure. Use words that don't screw up what turns you on. Say fuck, suck, pussy, cunt, dick, cock. Write only what overwhelms you - nothing less." Jill thereby accepted the job of muse but let me know, "I know this is only because you think this will get you fucked." For perhaps the...
I did not have time to dwell... My promotion to Big Boss was sure to have stirred up a lot of resentment. I was 33 years old, and had been chosen ahead of a lot of people who were more senior. I clearly had a lot to prove. The next afternoon I was scheduled to make a presentation to all the other department heads, and it was critical to make a good first i...
It was a cold evening as she shut the door and locked it. Business had been slow this evening, and she was very glad that the time had come for closing. With the door locked she wandered to her back room, thinking about her life and paperwork this evening. The past few nights her dates had just gone bad, really bad. While typing she had moved one had to her...
Authors note: everyone involved in this work of fiction is aged 18 or over. The warm summer sun bled through the classroom windows, bathing everything within in a warm glow. This was the last day of school for these students, they knew it and the teacher knew it. Instead of trying to teach one final lesson, Miss Catherine Hackett had just put on a movie a...
Another way I earn my keep is I work three nights and a couple of lunchtimes at a small pub, I don't know what the people pay to use me because either the guys or the landlord make the arrangements without consulting me. I'm told what to do, how to behave and what to wear. But I get to keep my tips, which is cool. Being the pub cunt has a nice additional l...
**This story has been dancing around in my head for a while. I hope you all enjoyed the first chapter, please let me know what you thought. Any and all comments are appreciated. You can get in touch with me through the link below. I also wanted to thank someone for taking the time to read through it and give me encouragement. Thank you, Don.** Chapter One...
The bell over the shop door chimed, muted, from where he stood behind the curtain in the back of his pawn shop. Setting aside the pocket watch that was currently occupying his time, Mr. Gold reached out and took up the sleek black cane from its place hooked on the work bench and moved towards the front of his store. Pushing aside the curtain he scanned the s...
Brooke turned 18 two days after Christmas. She was finishing up her last year in high school, only having a semester left. Brooke is definitely one of the lucky ones in this world. She is naturally gorgeous, with long brown hair and piercing blue eyes. She is petite, but has curves to make men drool. She is the head of the dance team and cheerleading squad,...
January 13th 2007 marked a life changing stage in my life, it was the first day of my three month, self induced nightmare. Well, that is what some people would call going to live up a mountain, 40km from a hospital, in an area that has no electricity or running water. I called it my Gap Year Placement. Having already spent two weeks in the area I thought I...
Prince Stathis leaned against the kitchen's stone wall beside a window and watched the royal chef's assistants prepare the day's harvest of raspberries into jam with mild envy. The entire kitchen seemed filled with the sweet scent of boiling fruit and the bubble of voices calling for ingredients. Every so often, the royal chef would poke his head into the wo...