Finally the day had arrived. I had been begging and begging my friend, John, to let me come and visit the studio where he worked as a camera man and he had always refused, mainly with the excuse of 'I haven't been here long, I don't want to get into trouble, blah, blah, blah. But now John had been working at the ITV studios for well over a year and finally c...
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Will lived in a small flat conversion in the loft above his parents' garage. It gave him perfect independence but he could walk a few paces to the family home for a meal if he wished. From his loft window he could see in to the back garden of his neighbor, Mrs. Willoughby. She had been Will's teacher when he was eleven, he had a crush on her then and it had...
It was Sunday morning and Julia Willoughby had been out to the stables for an early morning ride. She had hoped it would have taken the edge off her sexual frustration but it, in fact, just heightened it. Julia was a respected lawyer and married to Tom who was an International Financier. They were both successful in their own right and it showed in the hou...
I close my eyes and feel the rhythm of the music. My arms are over my head and my hips sway sinuously. I love to dance, to give myself over entirely to the beat. My dress is a second skin, alternating bands of lycra jersey and fishnet. A band of jersey barely conceals my nipples, but the shape of my unsupported breasts is plainly visible through the fishnet...
The order of my stories to read is: Todd & Melina series, Interludes 1-5, Sperm Wars series, Russian Roulette series, Case of the Murdered Lovers series, Case of the Murdered Chessplayer series, Case of the Executed Evangelist series, The Swap series. Interlude 6. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for i...
The ride to the TV studio was tenuous. Traffic was horrific and I left the taxi feeling a little on edge. I was welcomed to the 4th floor by a young woman, This Morning lanyard hanging from her neck. She introduced herself as my runner, asking if there was anything I wanted for my dressing room. They'd already asked me in advance, even then my mind went blan...
There was a soft tapping on my shoulder. At first I thought it was my wife, then I remembered it was late Monday afternoon and the tapping was coming from someone else. I rolled over; it was Varina Jefferson, wife and part owner of the Antique shop where I'd bought some furniture. She was smiling at me. "Wake up sleepy head," she whispered, "it's after 4:00...
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*WARNING!! This story is in no way based on anything real and is completely fiction. Do not take this story seriously as it is only for your enjoyment. Anyone below the age of 18 is not allowed to read as it is rather explicit, leave reviews please and I hope you enjoy* ***** So today had been absolutely dreadful. Bad day at work, bad weather, car has bee...