*** For Sting, pushing drugs wasn't just a means to an end. He was a graduate of Yaba College and had better grades than most of his peers in society. He had never been destitute or so in need of cash like most people in the business claimed to have been once upon a time in their lives. He'd been born to middle class parents, but hadn't fit in with their id...
Disclaimer: All my stories are pure fiction, unless otherwise noted. Any similar events that may have occurred are purely coincidental. ***** I just got home late at night from a rough day of work. I tossed my jacket on the kitchen chair, kicked off my shoes, got a beer from the fridge, and decided to sit down at my computer to check my messages before tur...
"You finally got paid, Sissy!" my mistress says with excitement. "Yes, I did, my love," I say. "Well, I think in celebration of your first paycheck from this new job, we need to go shopping!" she says. "Oh really, shopping for what? I ask. "Clothes for me, and maybe some for you," she says. "Mmm, sounds like fun!" I say with excitement getting hard...
She's such a bitch. Such a cunt. Such a whore. She is the woman I love, the woman that I married. Her pussy controls me and my life- from a distance, most of the time. She dispensed with the sex early on in our married life. Recently, her thing has been pocketbooks. Sexy designer pocketbooks. Previously, 55% of my paychecks went to her pleasure shopping. W...
“Let’s see... Peanut butter? Check. Shaving cream? Check. Vitamins? Check. Just need some veggies.” Having checked my list over, I headed for the produce section, only to run my buggy into another patron of the store. “Oops, my bad.” I smile and look deeply into the eyes of Megan, a girl I had only recently become acquainted with. Ever since I’d met her in t...
Whenever we hear the word "voyeur" what comes to mind is the peeping tom looking in windows at the unsuspecting. Some years ago I had a fraternity brother, who we will name Rick, who used a different and, to my mind, innovative technique. To say that it was a gutsy approach would be an understatement, but to the best of my knowledge he was never arrested, th...
My apologies for the long hiatus, I never abandon my characters before their story is finished...they won't let me. Thanks for reading. DW * Tabitha pulled the gold-tasseled cord that opened the blue velvet curtains. Light flooded into her room, over the antique armoire, the Persian rugs, and the four-poster canopy bed. Her room faced the front of the esta...
"And you see a girl's brown body, dancing through the turquoise, And her footprints make you follow where the sky loves the sea. And when your fingers find her, she drowns you with her body, Carving deep blue ripples in the tissues of your mind." -Cream, "Tales of Brave Ulysses" The Sun shone through the open balcony doors into the bedroom of the castle. It...
Murphy had held herself in check while she was out in public with Bill but now she let it go. She was beyond furious. She was raging mad and ready to kill somebody or something. The only thing that kept her from charging into the club and cutting off The General's balls was the fact that Bill was there to calm her down. "That son-of-a-bitch of a little dick...
January 11th, 2011 Dear Alissa, This is the last time I'll be writing for a while. I have a lot more to do than I thought, but things are great. I don't want you to worry, but I just need to focus right now. Love you lots and see you next time you're in town. -Petra I'm glad I finally figured out what to say to Petra. I dated it for tomorrow and I'll jus...