They looked gorgeous. Hotter than the filling of a toasted jam sandwich, yet more dangerously streetwise than a bunch of alleycats. I'd been to see them a dozen times: The Luscious Ladies toured extensively and every show of female domination was crazier and more intense than the last. They were always exceptional: two "slaves" - one male and one female -...
We have just spent a very pleasant afternoon in a secluded, 30 acre private woodland that was very fortunate to buy almost 20 years ago. Over the years, along with some very good friends, we have taken on various building projects (that are all now very well hidden) in the steadily maturing trees on the site and this has included constructing a lovely home b...
"You have the duty?" McCorkle asked? "I'm afraid so," Brian answered. "The official greeter." "So what'd you do last night?" McCorkle baited him. "Worked out." Brian recalled his two hours in the gym. "I had a workout of my own," McCorkle gloated. "Lieutenant Traffensteadt from communications. Damn, she was hot." Brian tried to recall the week he had l...
"You really think that he's gonna take the bait baby girl?" Jonathan Pierce grinned slightly. He lifted his mug up to the camera raising it as mock cheer and then took a long pull from before crinkling his nose slightly. One the other end of the connection a busty red head sat. There wasn't anything particularly provocative about her grey jacket or the bla...
I fucked up. I completely and utterly screwed up. I didn't have to see his face to know how angry he was at me. So now I must wait. I am sitting in my car outside of his house, constantly looking left and right, awaiting his return anxiously. It could go one of two ways. He could come home and completely flip out and our engagement will be over. Or he will...
He'd always been my favorite uncle; however right now I was glad he wasn't here or I'd strangle his scrawny neck. (Damn it Uncle Jessie, how could you?) George Bennett, Esq. droned on, reading the will. It was no secret I was Uncle Jessie's favorite nephew, most knew I'd be mentioned and receive a portion of the estate. The family was listening and this...
How it all began. It all started with a crazy idea. Sat in a public bar, Mick and I were simply bouncing ideas off each other for possible ideal jobs. He turned to me and said "the best job in the world has to be filming those porno stars" to which I replied "No... The best job in the world would be filming everyday housewives and their dirty little fantasi...
How it all began. It all started with a crazy idea. Sat in a public bar, Mick and I were simply bouncing ideas off each other for possible ideal jobs. He turned to me and said "the best job in the world has to be filming those porno stars" to which I replied "No... The best job in the world would be filming everyday housewives and their dirty little fantasi...
Disclaimer: The characters portrayed in the following are not mine and I did not create them. * Through a Scanner Uneasy: When I got there, Lorna was reading. Her knees were raised, blanket on and Hemingway in hand. A lamp at the bedside was illuminating the room, yellow soft light just enough so her eyes weren't straining. She looked sad, her brow furrow...
It started as another late night of initial optimism, anticipation, but with that feeling of eventual frustration just around the corner. I had spent weeks of trawling through the thousands of ladies names that were in the various directories of ICU11 with just the occasional little victory when the quick message envelope would appear on my screen. Would thi...