Cooperation Beats Coercion, Ten to One "I would offer you five thousand each for those six men," Morena was telling Alyssa. She and Stella were sitting in the coach, preparing to leave. "Hell, I'd offer you ten thousand, each" she added. "But I doubt you'd take it. You've got a good thing here and you know it. Every one of them tested above Class-AA. That...
Editor's Note: "Who Dat Girl?" is the story about our recent trip to New Orleans. In the first three parts, husband and wife — David and Tia — get frisky on the plane to New Orleans and attract the attention of two hot co-eds. The four decide to check out the French Quarter together, and after an evening of getting to know each other, they all head back to t...
CHAPTER SIX "The beginning of knowledge is the discovery of something we do not understand." - Frank Herbert The wooden table she remembered from her dream was piled high with food and Alma could feel her mouth water as her eyes roamed over it. Boiled ham, wooden bowls piled high with mashed potatoes, cabbage and carrots. She could see a joint of beef, ca...
Teresa Scalia found her way from the middle school auditorium to the principal's office. The debacle between Barbara Anderson and Michele Smithson had just concluded and Teresa wanted to check on her friend. Michelle had suffered a humiliating stripping and spanking at the hands of Barbara. Teresa tapped on the office door "Michelle are you in there? Are you...
Saturday May 24, 2003 1:15 PM Brad stopped by to visit Tom. When he came into the house he squeezed Lisa's hand as he kissed her cheek and then went upstairs to see Tom. Lisa followed Brad upstairs to see how Tom was feeling. It was obvious from the smile on Tom's face he was glad to see Brad. "I need to run out to the store to pick up a few things. I m...
What are the odds of something like that happening? She tried to unlock the car and the minute she stuck the key into the door lock of the rundown company car, the key broke off in the lock. She called her boss and everybody in the office seems to laugh at her dilemma, but they did promise to send a locksmith. She was a social worker in the area is pretty ru...
This is my forth installment on my first submission. This chapter is from the point of view of Paul Beckson's lawyer, Carol Bernstein. I hope you enjoy. ********** I walked out to my car and got in. It was late, and I wanted to go home. It had been a long, but profitable day. The cell phone rang again. I really didn't want to talk, but I picked it up and a...
Well well, I wasn't sure if I had to label this story the fifth part or the fourth part's second chapter. Or perhaps the second episode of the fourth chapter. Or yet again the next to last episode of the entire String of Luck? As it is it stands, simply, as the fifth part. I'll introduce Nella again, if ever this were the strange case that you've not read th...
CHAPTER THREE The pain had only lasted for a fraction of second, the bullet traveling straight through Dirk’s heart, killing him instantly. Dirk remained on his feet however, watching as his body tumbled forward, blood splattering down the alleyway, a look of absolute horror on Gretchen’s face. Dirk turned away from his body to see the homeless man, Jim, ru...
Vika stands quivering before me, the goosebumps covering her body sticking out against her supple skin. I look her up and down, noting the smooth pale skin usually covered by her swimsuit. She is naked, and more than a little anxious. Her excuse that she not wants, but needs my opinion on just what the hell is going on with her body has taken her to this poi...