Hello all - I was watching an old eighties movie that reminded me of the old body switch concept. I realize that I'm not the only one to have done this, but this is my version. I hope it is not too confusing. Enjoy. *** "Bitch!" He growled. "Arsehole!" She spat back. "Yeah well, at least I'm not a stuck up ice-princess." He contended with a self satisfie...
We drove southwest along the Caloosahatchee River until we reached the Cape Coral Bridge. After crossing the river we turned left. The Polynesian Lounge was in the next block. Maureen said, "There it is up ahead." "I see it." I answered. From the outside The Polynesian Lounge was a typical Florida beach community restaurant bar. Cream colored stucco t...
It had been two months since Emily's live webcam show on the picture-sharing site. At her insistence, Ted had removed all the pictures and closed the account the next day. Emily was afraid that someone might have recognized her, and the game was no longer fun to her. Ted was disappointed, but didn't argue. His dominance had give-and-take to it, and he didn't...
This is a fictional story with all characters over eighteen and all rights reserved to the author. Special thanks to Allison. ***** Monday morning, it was back to work, with no time to concentrate on anything else. The market began the week losing 269 points, followed with two more down days, sending signals that a bear trend might begin. I was so deep int...
Chris was a friend and former college student of mine. He had found work on a farm near a little hamlet called Udney, settled by Scottish farmers more than a century ago. It's in a farming district remote from cities. The old rambling farmhouse had a refitted attic under a hip roof that you reached by a steep ladder from the second floor. The little attic a...
{This one is from way back, I don't think I ever mentioned it, other than bits and pieces I use to write other stories. Those are large portions of fantasy mixed with touches of truth. A few of them are mostly truth, those I tell you ahead of time. Some are just a little bit true, to get me started. Then there is this one. I didn't even change their damn...
Note: This story is the eleventh episode in a series entitled "Roxanne and Willie". If you have not read the previous ten 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 strongly recommen...
Around the time Sylvia was due to show up, I cooked some dinner to have for her just in case she would come in hungry. I wasn't much of a chef, but I figured she would at least appreciate the effort. I also chilled some red wine that I purchased earlier; I did know that she loved it. Though a meal wasn't what she was coming over for. I knew that already. Al...
It turns out that when you die, you really do go to heaven. I didn’t turn into a ghost and get guided to the pearly gates, though. Nah. Instead I woke up on the floor, which was very hard and definitely not a nice fluffy cloud. It also wasn’t all bright and shiny. I think it was an apartment Don’t get me wrong, it was a pretty nice apartment. Spacious, full...
The first thing next morning she turned on her computer and accessed the file on the wedding she had coming up that weekend. She had made a check list based on what the bride and the bride's mother had specified. The flowers had been ordered, the kitchen had been given the menu and housekeeping had the floor plan for the table set-up. The bride's mother had...