Hi, my name is Anya. I'm 23, studying postgrad, like the nightlife and I LOVE to steal. I've had fun with shoplifting and some B & E, but my real passion is pickpocketing. Pickpocketing has a thrill that is hard to explain unless you do it. Your heart beat buzzes at a hundred miles a minute, your nerves are on edge just from thinking about what you are goin...
Author's note: Mostly true, the situation changed a bit to spice things up. While I didn't sleep with "Kathy's" mom (not for lack of desire, she was hotter than "Kathy"!), the motel event did actually happen. Enjoy! * It was the early 1990's and I was 33, stationed in Savannah, Georgia. I'd been there for about four months and got a part-time job deliver...
It had been the second break in, in as many weeks. My CD player and most of my best CDs' were gone. The first break in had been my wives car and her CD player and the few CDs' she kept were also gone. I was pissed. In the previous month most of the other residents had been robbed and the cops had not been able to catch the culprits. According to the police...
My downfall through out the years has been the demon drink and yesterday was my 44th birthday and I just had to go out and celebrate. My boyfriend who drops in from time to time was on night shift and for some unknown reason only known to me I was kicking on the wild side. Tom my boyfriend is not exactly a giant among men and his six and a half inches doesn...
PART THE TENTH – PERFORMANCE Once they exited the building, Ethan turned and took her in his arms. He kissed her fiercely, pulling her body against his. The force of it made her nipples ache as the clamps were crushed against his hard chest. She purred with delight, savoring the combination of the pleasurepain and that most intimate of his torments, his k...
Chapter Four -- The River The app on Tiffany's phone buzzed and she checked it. Stephen Bateman wanted to book her services this evening. She declined his request by simply pressing a soft key. She didn't have time for him tonight, Tina Brinkman had requested that Tiffany come around for a drink. They'd talk about old times and bury the hatchet. Tiffany k...
It was late one Friday night and Brad's tube train was emptying out as the train crawled closer to the end of the line. It had been a long week and he had worked into the early hours on most days. The two beers he had had after leaving the office had gone to his head and he started to doze. Sitting opposite him, and now the only other person in the carriage...
It was late Sunday night when I flew home from a business trip, landing in a cold Fall rain. I'm a haberdasher, specializing in high end suits, run my own shop and had just spent the last four days in New York City meeting with suppliers and taking in a few fashion shows. My plan was to go home, unpack my suits, and sleep for eighteen hours, but fate was abo...
Ethan led her away from the booth, away from the temptation of Suchin and Starke. She said nothing, the strain of her leash enough to tell her that his displeasure would be lasting. They worked their way across the dance floor, the crowd parting for them as they went. Jen couldn't decide whether it was a mark of Ethan's standing in this community or some un...
Sera stretched out on her bed, her tent open slightly to the tiny breeze that made the air less soupy. It was difficult enough breathing in this humidity without adding the stifling air of the tent to the problem. Exhausted, she stretched out, and before she could consider pulling her blankets over her naked skin she was asleep, the days exhaustion claiming...