I was looking for sunscreen at the supermarket in town. I was on vacation, and had to travel a half hour by bus to get to a decent sized store to buy things. The sun on the beach had proved to be much stronger than I had expected it, and my sun-burnt skin was in desperate need of protection. A girl shop assistant appeared to help me. She looked Japanese, al...
ONE The Plumrose Dossier I became familiar with the Plumrose Dossier one cool February morning when it was read to me in the private rooms of Madam Harding at the Clinic. I'd arrived that morning for my weekly 'therapy' and had only enough time to hang up my outer clothes in the Sissies' cloakroom and don my Eva Gabor wig before a facilitator poked her he...
As Jenny re-entered the hallway, low and behold, there were the two guys from the waiting room leaning against the far wall! Ernie made a right turn and started quickly down the hall. He stopped in front of a bank of elevators, and pushed the down button. One chimed to a stop next to them, and Jessica entered and held the door. Ernie swung her around and bac...
One of my least favorite things to do, health-wise, is go in for a damn physical examination. To me, it seems a tad ironic that I'd seek professional help to explore the possibility of there being something wrong with me, at the same time letting a complete stranger feel my junk. With my permission no less. Interesting. Usually, a dude, who obviously hates...
Writer's Note: This is a story for adults over eighteen years of age about adults over eighteen years of age. While the story line is true, the dialog has been compressed for the sake of time and space. Safe sex was not an issue in the early sixties and seventies, but should be a concern for everyone today. ***** Probably the two most basic and common hum...
Chapter 16 -- Round Two The first thing he did when he returned was reach between my legs and shut off that infernal vibrator. The second was to remove the waist chain altogether. Next, he freed my arms and then my ankles, then my wrists and finally my collar. He didn't unbuckle my gag, to my disappointment; I wondered if he had locked it, like everything...
There's a loud pounding on the hand-carved front door. Bradley Kane looks up from the Wall Street Journal. "Hey, open up in there!" a muffled voice shouts over repeated thuds. Brad crosses the lavishly decorated living room. He swings the door open and stares at the dark figure standing in the night shadows. The man is about twenty. Long, slicked-down ha...
"I know it's around here somewhere!" The athletic blonde frowned up and down the boardwalk as she glanced up at every sign she could see. "Val, we've been at this for over an hour!" The short young woman behind her whined. "I've got to head back in a little while, can't we just swing by one of the many other coffee shops in the area?" Valerie shook her h...
Tom was just 19 when he moved to London. That was back in the early 1970s. On the basis of a couple of years' experience with a jobbing printer in High Wycombe, he had somehow managed to talk his way into being taken on as a trainee by an advertising agency. Initially, he was going to be working as a sort of dogsbody in the production department, but his ai...
"Now, Tina," said charge nurse Melina Nash, "You seem to have settled in very well. How do you like it?" "Oh, it's really good." replied eighteen year-old Tina, a student nurse of just six weeks. In their crisp uniforms, the two girls made as pretty a picture as you could hope to see: Melina, twenty four, with her fine blonde hair and pretty face was the so...