I first met Katie online a couple of years ago when she showed interest in some photographs I posted in a photography site. It was pictures of oil well fires in Iraq and she contacted me and we exchanged a few emails and hit it off immediately and became friends. She introduced me to messenger so we began chatting direct and got closer and closer and then be...
NOTES Time: Around 1730 Place: The West Coast of Scotland. Loch Fyne is a sea-loch which eventually leads out to the Irish Sea. Two boats softly crunched onto the stony beach and instantly a dozen men, each armed with a sword and dagger jumped over the gunwale. They splashed ashore and pulled the boats a little further out of the water. Two men remained...
"Hello Father Nigel." I almost purred at the clergyman as he approaches me. It's just too much fun watching his face twist slightly in disgust when he sees me in my red suit. "Hell Asylum. I was beginning to believe you had finally moved on." For a man in his mid sixties Father Nigel Azi Jayes is certainly not lacking a spine. He locked his eyes with mine...
"Be seated, my dear." The woman indicated an armchair in front of her large oak desk. The young woman sat, legs primly together, her green eyes glancing around, taking in her new surroundings. "You have been sent here by your family for training," the woman said. She had a kind face, and her lips curved naturally into a slight smile. "Yes," the girl answ...
I was in my second year of a joint language and law master's degree at a major US university. The work had kept me busy, and while I'd kept my hand in dating some of my fellow grad students, nothing had seemed to click. Then one day I was sitting down at my favorite street cafe on campus when a cute brunette coed sat down at the table beside me. She was quit...
A few hours after Sally had come home from her harrowing ordeal, Vincent drifted off to sleep while still at his desk. A little while later, he woke up with a stiff neck and back. He glanced at his watch; it was about 15 minutes until 8 am, so he hurriedly proofread the first draft of his thesis paper, made corrections, and finally emailed it to his Graduate...
I had to fuck for money to get home Teen, prostitution, interr, threesome, oral, anal, cum swallowing, piss. It was between my freshman and sophomore years at UCLA and I was taking a trip around Europe to see all the things that a tourist should see. I was in Paris for three days and on the second day, my purse was stolen. Then police found it an hour late...
If fault were to be assessed, it belonged to the dancers on the DC Metro platform. Nine PM at the West Falls Church station - they were a young couple, maybe seventeen, mixing jitterbug with break. Not busking, just having fun, waiting for their train. His train, too. A tight cluster of other kids was watching, some providing rhythm. The sign said ten mi...
Author's note: as should be obvious to everyone, everything I write is pure fiction. Some of the sex acts depicted are not realistic. Do not try this at home. Everything here is my own work, which I freely and unconditionally license to anyone who wants to publish it on a share-alike basis as long as it is legal to do so in your jurisdiction and done with go...
Deborah Hennessy waited patiently at her desk, going over her finances after having just called her once trusted assistant, Malcolm Gemmell, about the spending he was doing. She put her faith in him to invest her money wisely on her behalf, but after seeing how much he had been taking from her business accounts she needed to finally put her foot down on the...