The next day was Friday, and I was dreading going into work to face Kevin, the 18 year old ginger nerd who'd seen me at the 'dog show' yesterday. I knew that my days of taking the piss of him at work were over and that he was going to seek his revenge. After the show yesterday, my 'owner' had got his clippers out and shaved my head so that my surfer style bl...
I'd like to dedicate this story to all of the military spouses who keep the home fires burning during the holiday season, and throughout the year. Please feel free to share your thoughts, comments, wishes and reminiscences at the end of the story. Happy Holidays! Naomi dashed a tear swiftly away before one of her daughters could see. I'll be Home for Chri...
Amanda James' small Prius drove down the long well worn state highway. She looked down at her open laptop in the seat next to her and the story she had finished just three days before. White Slave Ring Exposed was the headline she had chosen. Amanda had been undercover and worked her way into some pretty deep white slavery circles and even got to witness a f...
Sigrid lay looking up at the lightly lit roof with Mirja's naked body nestled up to her own. She could not help but to think of Torun. Not even with her had she felt like this. Mirja had worshipped her entire body for the last five bells and there was not a single point of her flesh that Mirja's tongue had not explored. The bells struck two in the morning a...
Entrapment and survival are the themes of this series of stories, which describe the life of Lori, a middle-age waitress. I have enjoyed writing the series. I hope that you get pleasure from reading them. As always, I encourage and look forward to your comments and suggestions. Odlum * The rain glistened on the pavement illuminated by the car headlights an...
Here is the second chapter of Mrs. Hart's Ache. Please include it under the category Novels and Novellas. For the sake of the readers, I've included an index which defines some of the more obscure terms. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is a simple tale of retribution, wherein the young hero teaches the mother of his girlfriend a few manners while en...
Jay sat in the audience of the Kitty Kat Club and waited to see something he never thought he'd get to see. He had always wanted to take his wife to a strip joint, but he never imagined that her first time in one she'd be a stripper, and not a participant. Jay had written the commercial insurance on the club as a favor to a friend whose company wouldn't insu...
Black Cock Era is a tongue-in-cheek interracial epic story about a potential but unlikely future in which white women are enslaved by the superior black males. The story is far fetched, but it's a fictional fantasy, and it's meant to be a grounds to explore a fun and silly situation, not to predict how real people would behave or how you the reader would beh...
Driving down the neon lit road, I'm in the passenger seat of the rental car and I drop the visor to check myself out before we get to our destination. My low cut blouse is showing off my cleavage sufficiently, the fabric of my tight black skirt feels great against my skin, my panty less ass feeling every bit of it. I tug at my blouse a bit and my husband c...
19 Lynn "Wear the Chinese necklace," he said. "Why?" Sometimes I wore it; sometimes not. He had never specifically mentioned it again after Saint Louis. "Because I tell you to." So the jade and gold necklace hung from my neck as I eagerly disembarked from the Delta jet and hurried into the terminal, where I found only Jefferson, who greeted me atypicall...