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Sporty Girl

by Marty Eagan on Aug 18, 2017
Fetish

Bart couldn’t believe his luck as he pulled his postal van into the apartment complex. The driver was female and he was finally going to see her! He was behind a baby blue BMW Z-4 convertible as it waited to pass through the wrought-iron security gate. The top was down and the driver was a very attractive 30-something blonde wearing expensive sunglasses. In...

The Shrink

by Marty Eagan on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

Dr. Lydia Martin's intercom buzzed. "Yes?" she said, still looking over a file she had begun. "Your new patient, Mr. Mullins, is here," said her receptionist and administrator, Barb. "The one referred by Dr. Jefferson." Lydia pushed herself up from her desk and stood behind it. "Send him in," she said, smoothing her skirt and adjusting her glasses. Moment...

Metal & Perfume

by Marty Eagan on Sep 13, 2017
Fetish

It was Friday afternoon and the hotel bar traffic was building. I sat and sipped a Dewars-and-water and watched the 20-something redhead behind the bar make drinks. Some part of me found her appealing but I was lost in thought. CNN Headline News paraded silently across a large TV monitor attached to the ceiling. I absently scanned a complimentary USA Today a...

What You See is Not What You Get

by Marty Eagan on Sep 16, 2017
Fetish

Dan Carter held the single sheet of paper in his hands and began to cry. He hadn't shed tears in--how long? Seven years since his mother died? But the emotions overtook him with a force he could not have foreseen. At this moment Dan wasn't even sure he had ever been in love before now. He had thought so, but losing Lynn now made him think perhaps not. As the...

The Gift

by Marty Eagan on Aug 30, 2017
Fetish

Paul pulled out of his garage and waited momentarily to make sure the automatic door closed completely. He then eased his old Mercedes 350 out onto the street and headed toward the highway. He was still perplexed about the call he had received the day before from a woman named Becky at "Casablanca" antique shop. It seemed that there was something there he ha...

Denise and the Banker Ch. 04

by Marty Eagan on Sep 16, 2017
Fetish

Carolyn drove Bob's old Honda to his house to exchange it for her own car. She noted gratefully upon arriving that Bob's wife wasn't home. Bob invited her in and she used a spare bedroom to remove the leg brace and the hidden radio transmitter and microphone. She had carried in a spare pair of flip-flops which replaced her "orthopedic" shoes. Then she and Bo...

No Second Acts

by trigudis on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

Freedom Summer, they called it, the summer when three civil rights workers were murdered by a mob of Ku Klux Klansmen. It was the summer after The Beatles splashed on to the American cultural scene and the summer of the '64 New York World's Fair. It was the summer when Congress passed the Gulf of Tonkin Resolution, and and the summer before Lyndon Johnson's...

Denise and the Banker Ch. 03

by Marty Eagan on Sep 16, 2017
Fetish

Denise had spent less than five minutes on the phone with the man from the restaurant, who had called himself Robert. He was vague about what he did for a living. Denise assumed that he was, in fact, the head of the bank in Halldale, just as Sandi, the waitress, had reported. But he was above all else a devotee. He wanted to know all about Denise's disabilit...

The Hobbler and the Limper

by trigudis on Jan 1, 2019
Romance

Freedom Summer, they called it, the summer when three civil rights workers were murdered by a mob of Ku Klux Klansmen. It was the summer after The Beatles splashed on to the American cultural scene and the summer of the '64 New York World's Fair. It was the summer when Congress passed the Gulf of Tonkin Resolution, and the summer before Lyndon Johnson's land...

Denise and the Banker Ch. 05

by Marty Eagan on Sep 16, 2017
Fetish

Bob Franks rang the bell of Apartment A-13 and waited a moment. The door soon opened and a buxom 40-ish redhead stood before him, a quizzical look in her green eyes. She was dressed in a tight tank top and ragged denim shorts cut off to show maximum thigh. Her feet were in pink wedges at least 5" high. Bob nearly gulped in spite of himself. She was a little...