She always called him Jesse. She hated the way her Russian accent pronounced his Irish surname. She was never embarrassed by her culture before; she was literally a figure of Russian pride, the picture of her standing ready with her particle cannon distributed widely across the nation. But sometimes she wanted her voice to sound smooth and clean, unlike the...
Act One "Report Ensign Pam, anything strange on the communication channels," asked Capt. Don as he spun in his captainy chair located on the center of the bridge of the USS Bonneville. Lt. Pam listened for a while hoping desperately to hear something of note to report back to her captain, but alas there was nothing to report, nothing at all. "Capt. Don, I...
I stepped out of the tub, feeling curiously invigorated after a thorough washing from Miss Hunter. Exploring my chest and front, I was surprised to see that the cuts she had inflicted were already partially healed up. I couldn't help but notice the silky smoothness of my own skin as I inspected the wounds... I had never felt so soft before! In fact, my skin...
Laurel awoke some minutes before her alarm was scheduled to go off, and looked over at Jared on the bed beside her, sound asleep. He'd earned the right to share her bed, and even took meals with her now as their relationship had deepened. The fear—Laurel had realized it was fear—of caring for someone else that had driven her to seek a slave in the first plac...
Peg'n' Elvis "You're back for another drink already, Mr. Presley?" The bartender, wiping the counter in front of him, winked at Harry McComber. "You realize this is the third time I've served you in the last fifteen minutes? At this rate, I'm going to have to cut you off soon." Harry glanced around the room. "Really, two other guys came as Elvis?" He turne...
Summary: May doesn't feel the need to really treat her maid with respect. After all, what's the worst that could happen? Author's Note -- I just want to say, thank everyone for the kind emails! If you have any suggestions, critiques, concerns, or comments, I'd absolutely love feedback; I'm very happy to be giving back to this nice site. Hope you enjoy, and...
"I want you to dye it back to her natural color," he said to the stylist. "But Bobby," Sally whined, "I like highlights. Jenny has highlights. Missy has highlights." Bobby remained unchanged. "They were expensive," she added, "you don't want to see that go to waste do you?" "That's exactly why I want you to cover them up," he said. Sally slumped in her ch...
I show up to my girlfriend's house after she had sent me a text telling me how much she wanted me. I knock on the door and she answers. She's a raven-haired beauty, about 5'10 with light brown eyes and a fairly thin but athletic build. "I'm so glad you're here, I've been thinking about you sooooo much!" she says. "But first, I'd like to tell you something....
(The lights come up on Valerie (forty-ish, twin-set, with a huge grin) and Celia (younger, lime track suit, hair that could be generously described as 'tousled' and fast asleep) sitting in armchairs against a pastel blue backdrop. Valerie's grin gets even wider and she addresses the camera.) Valerie: Goo- Celia: TO VICTORY! (She jerks awake, looking start...
Jane worked for a company on the floor above mine. I was a marketing rep and she held a similar position at her company but she was involved in the medical field I dealt with pretty boring consumer products. We had met on the elevator a few times before we finally went for lunch together and then on a few dates. We were both single. Well she was widowed an...