My name is Angel Hightower and I was the head personnel evaluator for a well-known pharmaceutical company. Although for legal reasons I cannot reveal the name of the company, I no longer wish to hide my own identity. The need for secrecy has passed. Basically I was done in by my own actions. As much as I'd like to I have no one else to blame for the events t...
Two heads poked into my door. "Hi Matthew!" yelled Maria, as she walked into my room, her generous bosom bouncing hypnotically with each step. "Have I ever told you you're my bestest friend?" she asked curiously. I sighed with mock exasperation. "What do you two want?" "Nothing," replied Stephanie, stepping in behind her friend and coworker. She smiled as...
I chose to tell this tale is because it has holds a special place in my heart. There is just something special about a female who is no longer a girl but not yet a woman. She was at that glorious stage of life where she didn't know a thing about life but thought she knew it all. Patricia was perfect; if she hadn't been I wouldn't have come to her. Patricia...
"And now, I present to you, 'Legs Wide Open'!" Xavier von Bono stepped aside with arms raised in the air, excitedly. Once he found a new spot, he dramatically gestured to his "creation." Suddenly, booming applause carried through the gallery. Xavier bowed slowly with his continued dramatic flair. He did love his praise. "Ladies and gentleman, please, enjoy...
I started out from college as a workaholic. It cost me my marriage. The house and bank account were little compensation for the lonely days and nights, especially since I'd moved up the corporate ladder a bit and was able to delegate work to others. I'd even set up an office at home and worked there three days a week. That part was great since my house is wa...
I didn't get breakfast after all. Excitement coursed through me, the feeling so urgent that all thoughts of food escaped. I hungered, yes, but not for mere provender. I craved nutrition of a different sort. I needed food for my soul. Walking around that mall with Andrew buoyed my flagging spirits. I pointed, and he translated. Slowly but surely, my minuscul...
We arrived safely in Porlamar, Venezuela twenty minutes ahead of schedule. Unfortunately, none of our luggage made it with us. Somehow, it had found itself on a cargo plane destined for Johannesburg, South Africa. The airline could trace our belongings instantly, but they were powerless to do anything about it. Our bags would be forwarded to us in three d...
O Little Town of Bethlehem A Christmas Tale of A Pius Man Randell Schwerdt, arms dealer, occasional "interrogator" for hire, and all around unpleasant soul, awoke to having his world turned upside down. Literally. For a quick, hopeful moment, Randell had thought he would wake up any time now. After all, why would the only illumination in the area be red...
[Author's Note: slightly revised for clarity. I wanted to make sure Sheila's outfit was visualized a tad more completely! Feel free to comment or complain. Thanks] * After my butt plug-enhanced blow job experience with Ted (and the sopping-wet mop-up masturbation that followed) I slept the sleep of the (virtuously) wicked, my tummy full of boyfriend sperm...
Debra was brought back to reality when the treatment room door closed behind the exiting Frank. She realized she was standing in nothing but her bra and Frank's taste lingered in her mouth. She quickly checked her watch and knew Julie, the receptionist, would be back from lunch in a few minutes. Because of time, Debra dismissed the idea of masturbating and...