I took a deep breath. The first week of the job was always the most stressful. But it was something, at least. All I had to do was process people. Nothing more, nothing less. I tie them up and lock them way in a cell. Easy work, right? Well other than the occasional brute, it was. Other than that, the crazies were usually the same. Grabbing a white drawstri...
Chrissy's jaw dropped when she looked at herself in the locker room mirror. This was the most ridiculously tiny cheerleading uniform she had ever seen. It was made up of two parts: a little top and a pleated skirt. The whole thing was white and red, the colors of Chrissy's college, Boston State. The top of the uniform was incredibly flattering on most girl...
The Emirate of Kobekistan is one of those wonderful places where a visitor feels that they have stepped back into a more leisurely, more dignified era of history, but without sacrificing any of the more useful gadgets of modern civilisation. Air-conditioning protects the inhabitants from the rigours of a sub-tropical climate. Motor cars whisk them from one b...
Tuesday, April 27 Hi all, The following is a true story. My name is Bobbi Sue and just recently, I decided to spice up my sex life. But first, let me tell you about myself. I am pretty short, only a FLAT 5' tall, and I weigh about 98 pounds. My blond hair is shoulder length and my eyes are blue. I've been told that I'm cute and without trying to sound conc...
Larissa doesn't know where she is. She wakes up in total darkness, groggy and disoriented. Sensations trickle in a few at a time as her brain slowly begins to process information--with sight gone, she notices the sensations of touch first. She feels a strain at her shoulders, and pressure at her wrists and ankles. She realizes she's been suspended upright b...
This is the last of this story line. I had intended it to be longer but things have come up and I don't have the drive to continue it. I may do more stories in the future, I'm not sure yet. In any case I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it. * Life, as I knew it was wonderful. I hadn't had a climax in almost a year, I was used as a sexual...
I've never felt so lost, so vulnerable as when I watched my home burn to the ground, becoming a distorted mass of melted metal and pitch black ashes. I watched as my memories went to the winds one by one, my irreplaceable diaries, photo albums, and even my half-finished book, taken and cast aside carelessly by the unmerciful flames. The careful planning of t...
After securing the warehouse Pete and I drove back over to the bag of doughnuts estate to tie up all the loose ends so to speak. We went in to do some house keeping, To remove all evidence of us ever being there. I've been in this business long enough to know that if you've so much as stepped foot in a place of business or residence there will be some trac...
Sighing quietly to myself, I slip the key into the lock of the up-scale designer studio I work at. Not exactly the place I want to be at 6:45 on a Saturday morning. I roll my eyes as I catch sight of the sign hanging above the door: "Lorretta Keaton, Wardrobe Designer." It should say "Lorretta Keaton, Haven't Had a Fresh Design Idea of My Own in Years." I...
You drive home after a very stressful day at work. Pulling into the driveway and letting yourself into the rustic, spacious home, you plop down on the couch by the crackling fireplace. Beneath the soft crackling, however, you swear you can hear some sounds coming from the kitchen. You live too far from anybody for it to be a burglar, but investigate anyway....