When I was in my late twenties, I inherited quite a bit of money and some properties from friend of my family, Mrs. Stokes. She and her husband had been friends with my parents before I was even born. They didn't have any children of their own, and when I was born, my parents made them my godparents. Mr. Stokes past away when I was in my late teens and I spe...
"Truth is everybody is going to hurt you: you just gotta find the ones worth suffering for." - Bob Marley Note: This is a small add-on to finish up Part 3. Working on part 4 and hope to have it up soon. * Cheryl went thru Dan's door and left it open before she sat down his bed. Dan turned away in his chair from the computer and smiled, "Good morning Chery...
The doorbell was insistent. It rang and rang. Then it rang and rang again. When it rang a third time following a pregnant pause, and commenced continuous ringing, I roused myself from my nice warm divan bed, despite one broken corner supported on a pile of books, and stumbled the five or six feet to the front door of my crappy one-room studio flat, where the...
This story has been inspired by two of Britain's greatest glamour models, but is entirely fictional. Security guard Dave Rivers yawned. It was proving to be a remarkably long day and he would be pleased when he could finish up and go home. It had been one of the slowest days he could remember and he was keeping his eyes open only with some difficulty. That...
Note from the Writer: I would first like to say how appreciative I am to the fans of this series. The positive comments and praise for this series have pushed me to continue this series, and I'm grateful that others can appreciate the story that I have crafted. When I first started writing these stories, I would type them on my phone, later copying and pasti...
3: Sister Catherine and the Cane. "By Jove," thought Reginald Biggs to himself, "Mrs. Pew doesn't half have a backside on her and no mistake." He put on his best smile as the lady in question came up to him with her world-weary husband in tow. The poor sod. Fancy having to service an old battleaxe like that week in and week out. No wonder he looked like he'...
US Olympian's Secret Life as a Las Vegas Escort – I don't know why the stories about Suzy Favor Hamilton struck such a chord with me but I couldn't stop thinking about it. Maybe because it was someone who decided to live out their wildest fantasies and create a second life, something I had dabbled with online but failed to act on. After reading article after...
Ch. 01: I don't want to hear what I don't want to hear! I remember the day that it all started to come apart. My wife, Jo, had come home earlier than usual and she had a look of excitement about her that I hadn't seen before. She virtually bounced into the house, coming in from the garage, through the laundry room and into the kitchen; our normal family mee...
Nicky panicked when she happened to glance at her wristwatch. She gave a loud wail of despair startling her immediate colleagues around her. "What's wrong?" one of them asked in deep concern. "I'm late!" she wailed again, picked up her handbag and rushed off like a speeding bullet. "That's so typical of our Nicky," another colleague commented good-nature...
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