I thought I was going to have a quiet Sunday... Boy was I wrong! I get up to answer the phone, my pantyhose swishing as I walk... I love wearing my Wolford seamless to bed! I glance at the alarm clock along the way, and my blood boils as I notice it reads 3:12am! I grab the phone and yell "WHAT!?" into it. It's the weekend lead salesman. He tells me there...
She stood in my doorway with her shoulder leaning against the door frame. Her smile lit up my modest, studio-type office. Her wavy, soft, brown hair lay against her shoulders and the strapless, black tube-dress she wore hugged every curve. Slightly see through, the light from the hallway had shone the junction between her parted legs. "I was told that this...
From that video game: Red Alert 3 _________________________________.. Walking out of the shower, the Eva looked at herself in the mirror naked. She grinned at the sight that met her. She licked her lips and reached for a towel; slowly drying herself. I do look good, she thought. Few would disagree with would her immensely full yet firm breasts, shapely l...
You're at your desk when you get an email. You see the subject line "mine". Curious you open it and find a cryptic message. "Blouse and blue jeans. Not acceptable for a sub. Tomorrow it's a dress. Reply that you understand." You have no idea who sent it. You don't recognize the email. Everything in you wonders who could possibly know your thoughts, your f...
I strode into the classroom and a silence fell over the class. The six formers were always much better behaved than the other years and the class sizes were much smaller as well which made it easier to keep control of the room. I should point out at this point that I teach at an extremely exclusive Catholic all girls school, a school where apparently the req...
I was being called into the Principles office, and it wasn't even a school day for me. We were headed to an away game and I had stopped to pick up my spare phone from my locker. I kept a pay-as-you-go phone that my parents didn't know about, and when I picked it up it had a message from Principle Mason to come to his office immediately. The message was time...
Painted toe-claws clicking loudly against the cool tile floor of "Sin's" lobby, Beatrix nervously flexed her slender fingers around the plain manila envelope in her hands as she walked towards the front desk. Taking the final few steps to bring herself level with it, she smiled nervously and lightly cleared her throat to catch the attention of the young fema...
Sandra Flocks strode through the office bathed in a brand of mock confidence she often used to belie insecurity. The comely blonde secretary had asked for a meeting with her superior, Troy Banks. To her surprise, Mr. Banks had put the meeting off until the end of business at 5 p.m. making Sandra feel more like a student summoned to the principal's office tha...
"...whereas if you look at Emerson's use of meter," I mumbled to the class, but Lisa Stanton was painting her nails, Justin Bridges was trying very hard to look like he was taking notes as he doodled a rocketship in his notebook, Andrew Haggerson was watching girls out the window, and Dawn Guptil was writing poetry, better stuff than I would ever do. Dawn wa...
In many ways a cop is like a psychologist or bartender. All of us are often called upon to give advice from time to time. More often than not, the cop talks about crime prevention, how to talk to your kids about drugs and what to look for to see if your kids are doing drugs. In my long career as a cop in New Jersey, I gave such advice many times. It just cam...