Anne drained her cup and glanced around Wendy's sitting room. It wasn't unusual for her to have coffee and cake with Wendy on a Thursday morning, but this was no ordinary Thursday. It was Maundy Thursday and this year the Queen was coming to distribute the Royal Maundy to local deserving senior citizens at Woodchester Cathedral. Although Wendy wasn't a recip...
It is dark when I arrive at your house. I am already desperate to pee following your instructions to drink a pint of water before getting in my car. I hadn't wanted to, what if there are traffic problems? What if I can't wait the 40 minutes it takes to get to yours? Fear that the instruction of itself means you will deny me when I ask to go to the toilet. Bu...
I decided to review the tomorrow cases at home. I was tired from the morning audiences and the lunch has been short and unsatisfactory. I glanced at the wall clock in my studio at home. Four pm. Plenty of time to review the six simple cases I had to deal with tomorrow. A glass of iced tea and I was ready. Settling back in my comfortable arm-chair I donned m...
Joanna sat outside the principal's office. Again. She was convinced that the chair was starting to get an imprint of her ass. Principal Foster opened the door and rolled his eyes when he saw her. "What have you done this time, Miss Stevenson?" he sighed as he motioned for her to enter his office. "Nothing," she said with her usual disrespect. "It's not my...
LXXVIISick and SorePsychlone2107 If it hadn't been absolutely necessary, Psychlone would never have left Exeter. It was where he'd been to university and where most of his friends lived. But this was exactly what he'd been forced to do when an outbreak of Hen Flu closed down the entire city. His only other alternative was to suffer an indefinite period of e...
It's one thing wearing panties in a city where no one knows us but quite another to put them on in a morning and drive off to work in them. But I follow Carol's suggestion feeling very daring. Of course my work colleagues must not know so I avoid the frilly ones on a work day and make sure my shirt is tucked into my trousers. I'm still finding it quite a tur...
Passion In James County XI Abby By D.C. Roi Chapter nineteen "Abby, that was the best meatloaf I ever ate," Greg said while he pushed himself back from the dinner table. "You're just saying that," Abby replied, blushing. "It really isn't that good." "Well, yeah, I am," Greg said, grinning. "My mom's was better, but she's dead, so hers doesn't count any...
My wife worked at the computing center for a major international bank and her employer lived by the age-old adage "Trust, but verify." She moved millions with a keystroke and her codes ran out of sight in the heart of the machine. She was watched, they all were, but there was so much complication in the work that it would be easy to cheat the firm and get ri...
The Phyllis Files: The Case of the Neighborhood Break-Ins. The chronological order of my stories is as follows: Todd & Melina series, Interludes 1-5, Sperm Wars series, Russian Roulette series, Case of the Murdered Lovers series, Case of the Murdered Chessplayer series, The Swap series, Interludes 6-10, The Murdered Football Player Series, Case of the Blac...
"I can't believe this kind of shit still happens in 2016," Lily said, exasperated. Her husband, Leon, just looked at the racial slur spray painted across their mailbox and shook his head. Lily had noticed it after her run. The blonde white woman stood, sweating and pink in a blue sports bra and multi-colored tight running pants with her IPhone sticking ou...