Brittany took her time getting back to the base camp along the southern shoreline of Andros Island. Todd had released his tight grip on the dash's grab bar long before the color had returned to his paled face. Ray and Frank Caposi were waiting for them at the stern of the houseboat as Brittany nosed the bow of the catamaran powerboat towards them. After ty...
Sobia stood looking out of her tenth floor office block watching the Friday evening traffic crawl towards the weekend. She was anxious, waiting for a telephone call before she could go home. Her PA had gone home hours ago and only the cleaners were now in the building. Her brief case was packed, her coat wrapped across the back of her custom designed chair b...
"Oh my god, we're gonna crash!" a woman shrieks. White knuckled passengers tense as the plane's cabin pitches upward then noses down like a diving roller coaster. The woman's screams sound like Faye Ray in King Kong. I've flown a lot but this ancient airliner is rattling like it's held together by loose bolts. A Vietnamese flight steward stumbles down the...
I grew up on the doorstep of wild dichotomies, yet my parent's never really tried to help us come to terms with the divergent world all around us. There were my four sisters and -- me -- the lone brother, the oldest -- but not by much. My parents went into a kind of reproductive frenzy in 1945 and didn't stop for seven years, and I think my father paused the...
I'm Trevor Knudsen, the golf pro at Willow Creek, a nice little 18 hole golf course out in the countryside with a few hills, mature trees, and a meandering creek running through it. Very bucolic. The course attracts a lot of people who are just taking up the game, especially a lot of women who like the casual attitude of those who play here. In fact, several...
We walked aboard the yacht about ten that morning, Jennette had met us early and Sally had tried on several outfits and liked them all. There were casual, sports, business, and eveningwear to try on. Sally was stunning in every one of them. Both Sally and Jennette were grinning after the fifth outfit. Jennette said, "Sally you are perfect. You are a perfect...
A historical note: Around this time of the year, there has always been a celebration of some kind. Today it is called Halloween. A bastardization of All Hallow's Eve. People use it to celebrate the borderlands. The lands of death, of magic, of dreams. Essentially the same lands that were relegated to the Underworld in Greek mythology. However, the Christian...
When a person emerges from a very long relationship with one person, life feels very different. Small things such as deciding whether or not to go out and socialise can feel massive. In my case, I felt like a small pale animal that had been hibernating for many years, blinking outdoors in the sunshine for the first time in a while. The world felt vast, and I...
==Part 7: Through the Woods== We were standing around in the landscapers' trailer; I had put my sports bra and running shorts back on, and most of the guys were starting to dress again. But Michelle was still totally nude in front of the six older men. Tim was holding her clothes out of her reach, having just declared that they needed her bra and shorts as...
Hey all! Here is the last of Harem of Vanity for your pleasure, reading and, um...otherwise. I really hope you all enjoy it, and I welcome all feedback via the contact info in my contacts page. As always, if you write me or comment here, please don't do it anonymously, I'm generally good to even my harshest critics and nothing is more frustrating to me when...