At work on Monday, things were once again running as usual, no one mentioned the Beer Bust, well almost no one, Mary cornered me when I was getting a coffee. "Would you like to know what I did this weekend?" Mary asked coyly. "Er...yes sure," I answered, trying to sound completely uninterested. "Well, I was recruited by a black pimp! I'm a real prostitute...
The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes...
At six thirty the following morning Michael shook a sleeping Travis. "Last door on the right. Mistress wants you now. Hurry!" Standing and quickly getting his wits about him, Travis rubbed the sleep from his eyes. Michael remained standing and pointing. "Do I knock?" "Always knock! Now get going." He left Michael who had a hard-on just as pronounced as hi...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
© 2018 Unity Mitford. All rights reserved. The author asserts her right to be identified beyond the grave as the author of this story. This story or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the use of brief quotations in a review. Well, it's the Winter Holidays...
Peter Parker's apartment had schizophrenia. It wasn't his fault. Not that he'd done much to treat it, his sense of interior decorating having been stillborn. It was that his two roommates had such domineering personalities, yet divergent tastes—they clashed with each other so much, it was no wonder they were dating. Mary Jane Watson was an aspiring Broadway...
Hayley's Party Ch. 07 – Broken Dreams Walking in the rain, I can't believe the way I'm feeling; Lonely once again, could it be that I'm still dreaming; I thought I heard you talking, But deep inside I know, this heart of mine has left me walking Down the Boulevard of broken dreams, Down the Boulevard of broken dreams, You left me broken hearted, before we...
Previously on Vice Cop, Hudson and Lexa, working Homicide, went undercover chasing an elusive killer known as The Yellow Cab Killer, a taxi cab driver who murdered his passengers. The killer, disguised as a passenger, had Hudson drive him to the airport where he made his escape, teaching Hudson he couldn't always save the day. This episode has a lot of plo...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
Ty sat outside of the house and waited. His heart raced at the thought of what he was about to do. Murder wasn't new to him, but his victim had been an adult. He was only just realizing that he hadn't thought about the children. He was certain that Lawrence wouldn't have wanted them hurt, but what was he supposed to do with them? The idea of taking them back...