The weekend arrived for our BDSM convention so we packed up the suv and headed to Downtown Detroit. Upon our arrival, we checked into our hotel and began to prepare for the first night of our convention. The hair on my neck stood at attention as I was dying of anticipation at the thought of being loaned out to strange Doms to be at their beck and call. Robb...
"Ok so what are the five principles of implementing a hospital budget?" ... "Anyone?" The silver head looked around the class in expectation. "Ah, Miss Vines. Tell me what the first one is." "Miss Vines?" Rya's blank expression let the professor know her answer. She opened her mouth to speak, but hesitated. As she shook her head apologetically, Pro...
"I don't see how you do it, Marcie," her mother said. "Look at this house. If only you'd kept your room this clean when you were a little girl." Marcie smiled politely, "Edward loves a clean house. I get to stay home all day, so why shouldn't I keep the house clean for him." Her father let out a wheezing cough. "You're damn right. Too many women these days...
Nadine Bally read her local evening paper with a martini in hand. It was another boring day with her husband away as usual. They had been born in the same town and they had grown up together. It was expected by both his parents and hers that one day they would marry. She was introverted, shy and withdrawn as a teen and had few friends. So she said 'yes' th...
IX City of Flames -- 3 [Author's Note: Month long break is over, I'm back. Expect to see updates every couple of days or so unless I get swamped with paying work. 'sorry' for the lack of smut in this installment, but we'll get back to the fun bits at the end of Volume 2. Don't you worry Sarah tried to wrench herself free from the tall paladin's iron grip...
Gladys hated riding in Vern's old truck down the back roads around Tupelo, nothing but pothole after pothole. "Slow down, for heaven's sake," she shouted at her husband. He grinned at her. Vern loved going fast over these roads, with his next greatest love involved seeing how afraid Gladys would get, especially when the truck fishtailed around a corner maki...
This story is total fantasy and has no relationship to real life or experience. There is no under-age sex or cruelty. Over the next few days I kept hoping and praying and crossing my fingers that Mrs Miller and her son would turn up at our door. I could see that my wife Lucille was seething. She needed Mrs Miller to come and made no bones about the matter...
On my first day home for the summer from law school, my aunts informed me I was escorting them to an open house being held by the Parkers, our new next-door neighbors. I would have much preferred to sleep because I hadn't done a lot of it lately, but my not-so-discreet protestations were summarily ignored. So, at six p.m. on Friday evening, I was dressed in...
I don't understand why we're even talking about this. "First" it's a stupid movie made by a stupid director written by a moron. I can't and won't understand why you could find that crappy movie romantic. For some reason, I though, "all though I could be wrong" that you where a man, you know, one of the guys? I am I mistaken on this. Come on Gary, your saying...
Eric's family, the Millers, had owned the cottage across from my grandparent's since I could remember. His family spent a majority of their summer out at the lake. We had become friends instantly and spent our time on the beach or off on adventures, typical kid stuff. When we met, he was a gangly kid with mousey brown hair and sharp blue eyes. I was a tomboy...