Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venom...
My life took a peculiar twist eight months ago. It started one early morning, on the first icy day of November. I was standing with cold man Crandall in the lobby of our apartment building. I was preparing to step out into the cold when the double glass entrance doors parted and a young woman swept in from the busy street, like a tropical typhoon from the In...
(C) 2005 Rachel Gumm. Please send feedback to me - it makes writing these worthwhile. * Ani stepped out of the taxi and closed the door, shivering. She knew better than to wear her small, black dress in the rain, but had made an exception for tonight. Glancing in both directions, she walked to the list of companies next to the door, each step making her kn...
The Happy Holidays dinner party was going relatively well I suppose, I had the honor of being Master of Ceremonies. The one hundred guest in the hotel ballroom seated at the tables were as diverse as one could imagine since it was being hosted by an Allegheny County Alternative Lifestyle chapter. The invitations having been posted on Alt. Com and Adult Frien...
Thea woke up inside a glass jar; the lid had holes punched in so she could breathe. The jar had recently been filled with jam as she woke up lying in the little cluster that was left. She was still completely naked apart from a piece of wire that had been carefully tied to her wrists behind her. She tried to pull against the wire to only find that only tight...
There I was, walking aimlessly down a random street in Germany. I had no idea how I got there, or exactly where I was, but it was a beautiful day and I was happy to be out of doors. The last thing I remembered was sitting on my barstool, sipping a Beam and soda, bull-shitting with the waitresses. It was Thursday evening, I had come up after work to read the...
"Come on Debbie," her younger sister Julie pleaded, "I need to get out again and this Thursday night would be the perfect opportunity, but I've no-one to go with." Debbie smiled. "Oh...I see...I'm the last option am I?" "No, no not at all, I didn't mean it like that and you know it; oh I see, you're taking the mickey," Julie said, hearing Debbie laughing o...
Note- Next up in my series of a young Miss Moneypenny. Just my homage to the great secret agent stories of Ian Fleming. Lois and Sean as Moneypenny and Bond naturally. xxx London, 1951. "This has to be the oddest idea I have ever heard." Miss Moneypenny sat across the heavy desk as she watched M adjust his ever present bow tie. Alongside her was an older...
During the day after my encounter with Miss Smythe, I began to feel a bit anxious about my CCTV 'pot of gold'. I set aside the whole evening to backup my data, all 12 video streams and all the audio channels were ripped from the bookshop system and kept securely on the cloud. Something told me that I needed to be cautious, and this was justified a few days l...
Chapter One Hundred Sixty-Six: Eluvian The bright light coming from the surface of the eluvian was almost blinding; squinting and shading my eyes with one hand, I took a quick look around the room before going any further than the door. The room was empty except for the eluvian, as it had been every time I'd checked on it over the previous weeks. I took a...