John read the draft of the Tel Staw Constitution, and noticed that its first article was so drafted: "The Tel Staw legal system complies with the Universal Declaration of Human Rights, therefore the Core Universal Human Rights Instruments, together with all their Optional Protocols signed so far, are immediately enforceable here. These Instruments are an i...
It all was turning out to be a lousy day. I never work Saturdays, but today I had to. It had been very busy and I just wanted to get home. After paying my fare, and entering through the turnstiles, the public address system announced that we had to change for a number 4 or 5 train at Forty-second Street. I needed a number four and waited almost an hour. When...
"Are you ready for the surprise," I say and smile flirtatiously as we leave the theater. "Yes, yes, I'm ready for God's sake," she replies, her eyes widening. I decided the time is right to indulge in one of her fantasies. She has talked for weeks about wanting to do something sexy in public, a fantasy that has intrigued yet intimidated me. She mentioned a...
It had been another long and tiring day at work. Carl found himself rushing to get up the stairs and to the platform before his train left without him. As he brushed past a few people who were lazily standing around the platform entrance he thought he caught a glimpse of someone he knew. But not wanting to dwell on the point and miss the train he cut through...
The weather had changed overnight. We went directly from a week of constant rain to a blue sky and lots of sun. The inhabitants of Greater Copenhagen hadn't yet realized that it was excellent beach weather, so I was practically alone in the artificial dunes of the Amager Beach. I had left my apartment after lunch and planned to spend the whole afternoon sun...
Author's Note: If you would like some extra backstory then check out Public Service: Sasha. Disclaimer: This story may contain some things some people may find offensive. **** 04/07/2111 Dear Diary I went to the Service Station on the edge of the city today. I thought it would make a nice change from the one I usually go to. Boy was I ever wrong!...
Exhausted, I lean back against the restroom door. The events of the last week finally concluded with me accompanying his children on to this train. Relief that they were safely settled into their bedroom suite flows through me. I realized that for the first time in months I have at least 30 seconds to my self. Checking that I locked the door, I slowly rela...
The last day of the exhibition was mostly uneventful as we had many senior personnel from our office in Johannesburg visiting. I dressed very conservatively, for the final day in a trouser, shirt and jacket but didn't wear a bra and panty underneath. In the evening I went to the airport to drop off Tom and Joe who were going home while I had scheduled an add...
Note: Shadow Sex is a dark anthology series focusing on sex, modern technology, and exceptional scenarios. Monday: It was a sweltering evening in Manhattan. Sarah felt like a sardine, riding the packed and humid subway to her small, uptown apartment. Pressed up against a pole by countless bodies, she could feel the sweat acting like a glue between her skin...
© Literocat 2011 Several more party guests had already left. The rest were actually relieved at Nixon's subtly implied promise not to harm her. Some relaxed enough to find her planet-wide exposure arousing. If Nixon can be trusted, I can relax a little too and believe she is at least safe from harm. Humiliated for life, maybe, but safe. That was a huge and...