***** The bar was beautiful and smelled of expensive leather and premium alcohol. The booths offered some privacy unless you wanted to sit at the bar itself, then it was a wide open display of each booth and the entrance to the very private bar. Only a select few were allowed in and Thomas was most of that reason. The money he made offered him a sanctuary f...
Comments, critiques and tips are welcome. Tyler Tyron Wesley vs. Tanesha Ashton Dedicated to MPA. (#you'resimplythebest) Parting! *** It was a day neither Ty nor Tanesha would ever forget. For Tanesha, Skull was a totally different Skull. A Skull she'd never had a glimpse of. He was like a robot that had been programmed to kill. And kill, he did. Ty o...
The next couple of weeks were relatively uneventful, in spite of the emotional turmoil from that Friday. Or maybe because of it. We went to Malcolm's game, had dinner with Tony and Carl, we went to work, we met afterwards most nights and I stayed over at his house. I met up with Robbie alone and then with Malcolm ( never with Tony, though that was Robbie's c...
Author's Note: I took some inspiration for this next chapter from some of the comments, both public and private, that I had to the first chapter. In doing so, I've written about things (e.g. forced cross-dressing) that I've never personally experienced. Most of my writing is based on things that I've experienced and that I think I can relate. So, if I've mis...
Note: All characters portrayed are over the age of 18. In fact Austos is 20, Betha is the same age and Marenda stopped counting a fair while back. "Let me go." demanded Austos, straining against his bonds. Marenda twirled a blonde lock lazily, "And why would I want to do that, sweetie?" "You have taken what you wanted. There's no reason to keep me her...
As a result of Mildred's excessive exuberance Sorrel had been transported to Hadamar; a maximum security institution for the criminally insane; an institution, from its inception, known as the worst possible place any patient might ever be drawn into or in Sorrel's case, compelled to enter. Even the name, taken from a Nazi place of horror, conjured the most...
Around the end of last April I received a rather lengthy e-mail from a lady acquaintance in Indianapolis. She just returned from a four day mini-vacation in Tucson. She had been invited to stay with an old college friend of hers, whose husband was an over the road truck driver. During her stay, her friend introduced her to a new style of exhibitionism. She...
as always a big thanks to my editor and to you the reader. ~~~~~~~~~~~ Chapter Twelve: Melissa's Diary I followed mothers path for a few days there was no sign of Alexander or the others I had no idea where the path would take me I was having a different vision each day as if someone wanted me to follow this path. On the third day I stopped for rest at t...
(I would suggest reading part 1 prior to your turning your attention to this chapter.) * The month, as you could imagine could not pass fast enough. Susan and I, as well as from our discussions with Donna and Ray, were sticking to the instructions. The day finally arrived for us to be "initiated" into the swing club. I know that I was ready to explode. If...
It was a crisp November morning in New Orleans. She sat at a small table in the completely packed Café du Monde eating a beignet and drinking café au lait. It felt so good to be back in the city that she loved so much. She was there on business, but business didn’t start until Monday and today was Saturday. She had flown in early so she could spend the weeke...