Tuesday, April 23rd, Day 3. Dear Diary, Nothing exciting today. Roxanne bought some really nice underwear, but it mostly was a Rachel day. I had a really long swim, then had my ass kicked at tennis by a seventy-year-old man. That was pretty humiliating until he confided that he'd once reached the second round at Wimbledon. In the evening I watched a coup...
Momentarily, I am disconcerted. My habit of letting my mind drift away to sex is not usually a problem; usually I can absorb what's being said at the same time. It's a useful trick because I think about sex a lot. If it becomes too intense, i make an excuse, slip away to the ladies room, lock myself in a cubicle and deal with it. If I'm that aroused, it does...
"The doctor will see you now," Miko, the sultry brunette American born Asian(Japanese) nurse-practitioner said as she stood in the doorway clothed in her traditional white nurse's uniform. For a moment I was caught off guard, having been engrossed in an article that was printed in the latest news magazine lying around in the doctors waiting room. At first...
As the carriage sped toward the dark castle, I thought back on what had brought me here. And I wondered where Thomas was. I often thought about Thomas how we had been brought together. My father was a wonderful man. He had been full of life, living everyday to the fullest. He was admired among his peers and the visiting ladies would giggle about him in the...
Author's note: This is not autobiographical and is not based on any real events, but you could say it is aspirational. Sally is based partly on a woman I once loved dearly, and partly on an eminent woman in British broadcasting whom I have never met. * We were presenting in the same session of a business conference. Not a large audience, a few hundred mayb...
Two days after my wife's daughter's wedding, she had to go overseas for work. She was exhausted already and she did a great job on the wedding, but I knew she could use some recharge time and I had just the getaway for when she came home. I arranged with her work to put her on vacation when she returned home, but not let her know she was off. When she was...
Working the early morning shift has its compensations. I used to spend every last moment I could tucked up snugly in bed; not rising until the last possible moment, but now I realise that there is more to the early hours than coffee and that first spluttering cigarette of the day. I love to watch the sun come up, those first tentative fingers of light that p...
Now normally I hate hotel rooms but as I stepped into this one I knew that it was going to be a bit special. The recently refurbished Majestic Hotel was from the bygone era of the 1930's fashion for hydro-therapy, or 'taking the waters' as they said back then. Actually, in reality it was a clever marketing tool for hotels already in decline which, with a qui...
It has been many years since I obtained what I thought at that time was my heart’s desire. I was a senior at the end of a five year course at a prestigious university. On our Spring Break, I made what I later discovered was a bad mistake, and went to Florida. Never mind where, but it was sunny and overly warm for someone used to the snows of northern Springs...
On my 24th birthday—the age of release, as we call it—I left Berniyoe, never to return. Girls had two options: become breeder to a Lord, or go out into the galaxy. Breeders were generally treated well—it is a sacred duty after all—although that depended to some degree on the Lord you agreed to. A lot of girls jumped at the chance for a secure existence. But...