(The young man in this story / series, sometimes referred to as a boy is a 18/19-year old; as is the girl Seema. Also, hoping to include at least one illustration in each story; as I have in this one, too.) * He slept longer than either of them. For Laxmi, it was a relaxed day compared to her usual routine as a maid. Till she rearranged her engagements to...
Less than a week later Marianne got out of the taxi outside CAT studio. From the outside, it looked like a small slightly run-down photographic shop in a terrace of similarly sized (and similarly run-down) shops. There was a small display of second-hand cameras, and a variety of different films for compact 'Instamatic', 35mm and larger format cameras. Mari...
Inspired by the song, "My Father" by Judy Collins. Thanks again to my Sweet Inspiration blackrandl1958 for her encouragement, advice, and of course, her editing. ***** My father always promised us that we would live in France. Oh, my sisters and I knew that it was a pipe dream. He was a coal miner in Ohio, and the closest we ever got to Europe was an ann...
It was a Thursday night. I had just flown in from Boston. I was tired after three separate delays at the airport caused the flight to take three times the normal flight time. I wanted nothing more than a scotch on the rocks and some overdue playtime with Christine, my wife of exactly three years that day. We had celebrated our anniversary before I'd left the...
Jen said, "Did you make the kids their breakfast? " I replied, "Yes, darling." Jen said, "Take notes at the Parent-teacher meeting today; I want to know why Charlie is failing in Maths?" "Don't worry," I said as I kissed her soft, cold cheek at the door. "You look beautiful, enjoy work today. I love you." Jen turned as she hurried out the door, "OK, wel...
Sharon Carter tried not to react when she found The Black Widow Natasha Romanoff casually stretched out on her bed, but despite all her training she couldn't stop jumping a little. After all, she had got home almost an hour ago, had dinner and watched TV without hearing a peep or noticing anything out of place, meaning that the deadly assassin had broken int...
Congressman Philip Sundermann, a Republican from Pennsylvania, had just finished moving into his office and apartment in Washington, DC. This was his freshman year in the U.S. House of Representatives, having easily beaten a social conservative in the primary and trounced a left-wing Democrat in the general election who had proved too radical for traditional...
This is the first in a short series. It will show how a experienced man can awaken buried sexual desires. My ex-wife and I had been swingers, it wasn't the reason that we broke up that was her father's fault, but that's another story. A few months after my ex moved out my good friends Tom and Lori introduced me to Lori's younger sister Heidi. They weren'...
Note: This story is the thirty-seventh installment in a series entitled "Sandra and Stevie". If you have not read the previous thirty-six episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I s...
Thanks to cannd for editing, I I hope she will put up with it for a while, she has rescued me from poor grammar and missing narrative more than I can be thankful for, so thanks. * "Diana, what do you mean he is your son, you never told anyone this?" spoke the man seated upon the raised dais. "Yes, Diana what do you mean a son?" I looked at the man who sp...