Just a quick note for the readers who have been following this 'series'. An extended version of Ren-shades of grey Ch13 has replaced the first ch13 posted. MYGYPSY * Hank Scofield watched the three men as they carried the bundles of roof tiles up to the section of garage that was left to reroof. He had to acknowledge that the large man filling in for one...
"Let's get out of here." God, I've been waiting to hear those words for months. We slip away without saying anything. It's our company Christmas party, no one's likely to notice anyway. The office is only a block from the club the company booked for the party, and we damn near sprint back. No one is there, and our lust can finally be unleashed. All of th...
May 7, 1922 My pen shakes as I write these words, my mind and body exhausted from what I have just witnessed, my spirit exultant in discovering the pleasures never before imagined in my experiences. Despite my doctoral degree in anthropology, nothing in my brief, but fulfilling academic career, or my studies in the Saru Islands, prepared me for what just oc...
Although safe sex is not mentioned in my story for creative purposes, rest assured that we always use protection. The remainder of the story is true with the exception that names have been changed to protect the not so innocent. I would also like to take the time to thank those of you who have left me some very encouraging comments and helpful hints regardin...
I exiled myself to my residence on Saville Row, free to deal with my guilt each and every day. I read every thing I could lay my hands on. I grew a beard, shaved it off, then grew another and shaved that off as well. In no time at all a year flew by and I had not left the house at all. My housekeeper was the only person I saw or spoke with in all that time a...
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CONAN DOYLE - THE CASE OF THE RELUCTANT WHORE A thick London fog lay over the city as I let myself into the lodging at 221B Baker Street. As I entered I saw Holmes reclining in his favorite chair, with clouds of tobacco surrounding his head. Glancing at me as I came in the door, he asked, "Ah, Watson. And how is the esteemed Mrs. Goadby this evening?"...
For the grand tour, Pat fastened Margot's hands and attached a leash to her collar, but removed her ball gag for now. "You show interest in becoming a well-behaved and obedient slave, submissive to the needs of your Master. You body yearns for the whip and for the submission of kneeling abjectly before him, willing and eager to perform any duty or indignity...
Corisande breathed deeply, remembering. It had been so long since Soames had left. The last night he'd made a surprise visit, Cori had come in, dejected somewhat, from the supermarket. A project at work was not getting done fast enough, and of course although Cori was head of the group, she sometimes let her employees slack off and bully her. And then, of c...
He finally booked into the doctors for the prostate examination. His wife had been nagging him for days, following one of their friends being diagnosed recently with prostate cancer. As he walked in to the Doctors he said he was here for an examination booked by his wife. The receptionist said no problem, your appointment is with Doctor Sutton. Pete sat i...