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The next day I called Lara and setup another appointment for two days later. I let her know we were interested in the property we had toured, but wanted to see the outbuildings and other property features we didn’t get to see yesterday. I also told her we would want to tour a couple of homes in the four to five million dollar range before we would consider making an offer.
With that call out of the way, I started cleaning up for our appointment with Ryan Finn. As I showered, I reviewed a mental list of things I believed Ryan would want to know in order to incorporate a company for me in the Caymans. I also reminded myself of the advice that Elsa had given me. She told me to give a general description of what I wanted as a company structure, and then to just respond to the questions Ryan asked. Elsa pointed out that sometimes I have a tendency to push too hard for what I want. I can be stubborn, and I knew she was right for in the past that trait sometimes caused me difficulties.
In my mind, the thing that is most likely to cause me difficulty is explaining to Ryan that I need the company’s structure to support the purchase of Elsa’s companies. When I mentioned this to Elsa, she reminded me that she would be with me at the meeting. She said she planned to just listen, but would volunteer certain information if it became necessary to enlighten Ryan as to our business relationship.
I had made the arrangements to use one of our hotel’s small meeting rooms and for the hotel to provide us with a working lunch. Elsa and I arrived early and Ryan would be escorted to us when he arrived.
Elsa and I set up our laptops and called up the files we would need to reference during the meeting. Elsa said she would record any actions that we or Ryan would need to do. She said she called it an action item file and used this type of file in all of her business dealings to document the specific actions that had to be done to include completion dates. I recalled her typing on her computer when we were in the meetings at her businesses, but I thought she was just taking notes about what was said in the meetings for future reference.
Ryan Finn’s appearance and demeanor was fairly close to what my contact at the bank had described; although his intense but laidback manner wasn’t what I expected. Once we introduced ourselves, Ryan removed his notebook from his briefcase, so he could take notes. In describing Ryan to me, John Castel had said Ryan was sort of old fashioned. I hadn’t started using a laptop until Elsa and I were on our trip around the US. That was mostly because up until then, I did all my college classwork, reports, and papers on my desktop. The price of a laptop was also more than I wanted to spend, while on a limited budget. Since I started using a laptop, I found it to be an indispensable tool when traveling.
Once we were ready, I said, “Ryan, Elsa and I currently live in Pueblo, Colorado, and we intend to relocate to the Caymans. There are two main reasons for us relocating: first, Elsa can no longer tolerate the winters in Colorado, and two, the financial environment for starting and operating a large corporation is better here in the Caymans than in the States.
“I don’t look like it, but I’m twenty-two years old and circumstances have resulted in me receiving a very large amount of money. Let’s just say, I am currently managing the money for the rightful owner, and the owner wants me to invest the money to start a business here in the Caymans.” I looked to Elsa and smiled at her when I spoke so Ryan would get the message that the money was actually Elsa’s.
Looking back to Ryan, I said, “The rightful owner intends to leave their estate to me to include their liquid assets. However in the US, most of that estate would be seized by the Government, and the current owner finds that disturbing. Therefore, we intend to file for Citizenship in the Cayman Islands in the near future.
“Part of the problem is the owner’s estate includes a number of very valuable businesses. To ensure there are no legal challenges by US Government when the owner passes away, they plan to divest themself of these businesses by selling them to me before their death. The owner recognizes there will be capital gains on the profits of the sales, so they intend for me to acquire the businesses at a very low price. The owner has researched the legality of selling a business at less than its market price, and there is nothing to prevent them from legally doing so.
“What I need you to do is to set up a business structure without my name being publically linked to the business. The business will have at least four Divisions and each Division will be used to manage similar types of businesses.
“Is it possible to create such a business, and if so, what additional information do you need?”
While looking at Elsa, Ryan said, “Yes, I can create that type of business for you. However, I would like to clarify the owner’s intent, and I’ll say upfront that I don’t have a problem with what I think they are trying to do. Namely, the owner intends to avoid paying income taxes, and to circumvent the State and Federal laws governing the disposition of estates in the US. Is that essentially correct?”
I said, “Yes that is essentially correct.”
While still looking at Elsa, Ryan said, “Okay, I have a couple of suggestions. Instead of you creating the business, the owner should create it. It is my understanding that in the US, a corporation can be moved to another state by creating a corporation in the new state, transferring the assets and liabilities of the old corporation to the new corporation, and then dissolving the old corporation. The process is known as Reincorporation. I haven’t been involved in the process of transferring a US business to the Cayman Islands, but on several occasions, I set up the Cayman corporations that were used in the process. This approach is totally legal and much simpler than what I think you intend to do; I can look into the matter for you if you wish.
“If you decide to reincorporate your US holdings, have your new parent corporation create a new corporation for each of US businesses that you reincorporate. What this will do is allow you to transfer your parent corporation’s management costs to the subordinate Cayman corporations. That will reduce the amount of taxes you pay to the IRS, and it’s legal.
“My second suggestion is for the current owner to make it public knowledge that they own all of the new corporation’s stock. This will prevent any question of the owner transferring ownership of the businesses to another person.”
Elsa and I looked at each other and smiled. I said, “That sounds like a much better way to attain the owner’s objective.”
Elsa said, “Ryan, as you suspect, I am the owner of the businesses. I think I will go with your idea for reincorporation. Set up the new parent corporation as Paul described, but with me as the new owner.”
Ryan said, “Alright, but I have one further suggestion. Wait until the reincorporation process is complete before you apply for citizenship in the Cayman Islands. Once you are a citizen, make out a new Will and file it here in the Caymans. When you receive Cayman Citizenship, you can renounce your US citizenship if you wish to do so.
“By doing things this way, there will be no evasion of the US estate laws when you do pass away. The Cayman Islands does not have Inheritance Taxes, so by creating and registering a new Will here in the Caymans, the estate will be probated here in the Caymans and Paul will receive your entire estate.
“Another advantage is, your reincorporated corporations will have to pay less income tax to the IRS and to the States where their assets are located.
Elsa nodded her head in agreement and said, “Those are also good points. How long will you need to do the paperwork for setting up the parent corporation?”
“Two months should be sufficient if there are no problems. What name do you want to use for the corporation?”
“Hum ... let’s start with Smith-Adler Enterprises. If Paul and I decide to use a different name, I will let you know. How long does the reincorporation process take to complete?”
“That I don’t know. The process is controlled by the people you employ for your new company and the laws of the states in which your businesses are located. Your business’s lawyers would be in a better position to advise you. Each business will have to be individually incorporated here on the island, and I suggest you retain your companies’ current names for the new corporations. Once that is done, it is mostly a paperwork shuffle, so I doubt it would take more than six or eight months to reincorporate all of you businesses. If you wish, I will be happy to assist with the creation of new corporations for your US companies in addition to incorporating the parent corporation.”
“Go ahead with the creation of this corporation; we can address the creation of other corporations later. I want Paul to be the CEO and President. We can discuss the number of shares of stock the corporation should issue, who should be on the Board of Directors, and other issues later. Right now, Paul and I need to return to Pueblo, so we can address several matters.”
I said, “Elsa, you saying that you will have Ryan create a corporation for each of your companies gave me an idea. If you agree, you should have him create two corporations now. Do you remember the stock you are thinking about selling to me? What if you were to create a corporation to manage your stock? You could sign the stock over to your corporation and they could manage the stock and any other stock market investments that you may want to make. That way you won’t have to pay income taxes by selling the stock. When you do pass away, the stock will be part of your Cayman estate and the US can’t collect estate taxes.”
Elsa smiled and said, “Ryan, make that two corporations for now. Call the second one Smith-Adler Investments, and I’m to be the sole stock owner.”
Ryan and Elsa exchanged contact information. Things had not gone as we had anticipated, but our new path looked as if it were far better than what we had originally planned. After Ryan left, Elsa said she would have to give Ryan a good bonus for putting us on the right track.
Elsa and I went to my bank. She wanted to get a suggestion from John Castel, my contact at the Cayman National Bank, as to who to hire as her COO and who she should use as her business lawyer.
John was very helpful. He gave us recommendations for several lawyers, but he wasn’t aware of anyone suitable to be our COO who was looking for a new position. But he did suggest a recruiting agency that specialized in relocating senior business executives. He informed us that, if we decided to use their services, we would have to sign a Non-Disclosure Agreement to not talk about any of their clients.
The next day Elsa contacted the agency John suggested, signed their NDA, and was given the resumés of three executives. She informed the agency that she would get back to them about who she might be interested in interviewing for the position. She contacted the local Bar Association to check out the lawyers John recommended. They all checked out as competent and ethical, and she was given the lawyers’ resumés.
Elsa wanted to return to Pueblo to begin the reincorporation process, so we made reservations to fly out the next day. We would return once that and a few other matters had been taken care of. Elsa and I had talked after we finished at my bank. We decided to go ahead and make an offer on the house without touring the outbuildings. So I called Lara.
“Lara, Elsa and I have to return to Pueblo due to urgent business, so we are going to have to cancel our appointment, but we should be returning to the island in about a month. I did like the house and want to make an offer of five and a half million on the property. Can you meet us at our hotel tomorrow for breakfast at eight? I can sign the offer letter, and we can discuss tactics for presenting the letter to the estate’s lawyers?”
“Yes, I’ll prepare the letter and meet you for breakfast.”
The first thing Elsa did after our return to Pueblo was to rest. During that time, she had Harry and Sam come to the house so they could talk about the reincorporation process. While she did that, I started working on eliminating the Swastika symbols from the ingots of bullion.
While they talked, I went into town and rented some oxyacetylene welding equipment. Harry and Sam were gone by the time I got home. I maneuvered the equipment down the stairs to the basement, and then through the tunnel to the workroom. Once the equipment was in the workroom, I moved several ingots of gold onto the worktable. Putting welding goggles on, I picked up the torch, turned on the acetylene and oxygen, and lit the torch with a flint striker. Once it was lit, I adjusted the acetylene and oxygen for a long, hot flame. I directed the flame onto the Swastika symbol of one bar of gold, and that is when I found that this approach wouldn’t work like Elsa and I had thought it would.
Yes the flame melted the gold, but the ingot acted like a heat sink. As soon as I moved the flame off of the melted surface, the gold solidified. It was evident that the surface of the ingot had been melted to hide something. Our goal was to melt the gold and leave the surface relatively smooth. I went upstairs to discuss the problem with Elsa.
“Elsa, we have a problem. The torch will melt the gold, but you can tell that the surface was melted to hide something. It also took me over twenty minutes to do a single ingot. We have to find a different way to do this.”
“I don’t think my contact would be too upset if he thought we were hiding something, Paul. However, it would be safer for us if he did not think there was something questionable about the bullion. What about an electric crucible. I know jewelers have tabletop units they use to melt gold, but I don’t know how long it would take to melt an entire ingot. Then we would have to pour the gold into some type of mold.”
“That might work. I’ll look into what is needed, Elsa.”
I did some research on the internet and found that Elsa’s idea was feasible. I bought two large crucibles that were each capable of melting an entire ingot of platinum in a short period of time, Platinum had a much higher melting temperature than gold and silver, so I knew I would have no problem melting those metals and in less time. I had a set of molds made for forming ingots - of the same size as the ones I would melt - that would withstand the temperature of liquid platinum.
I returned the oxyacetylene welding equipment. When my molds were ready, I started melting the gold and pouring it into the molds. I decided to leave the processing of the platinum for last in case the higher temperature deformed the molds.
Once I started melting the gold, I realized it would take me a very long time to process all of the bullion. I worked it out on paper and came up with almost six hundred hours of processing time. If I did two hours of processing per day, it would take almost ten months to process the bullion. That was too long especially if I had to make trips to support the reincorporation process. I would just have to work longer hours when I was at home.
I looked at the pile of silver bullion and asked myself if the time necessary to process the silver was worth the million and a half dollars we would receive when we sold the bullion. After talking with Elsa, we decided to bury the ingots of silver where they would hopefully never be found if we ran out of time. I knew I would finish processing the gold and should finish recasting the platinum, but if necessary, we could bury any unprocessed platinum with the silver.
While the ingots of bullion melted, I built wooden crates for shipping the bullion. I wouldn’t be able to move a crate of bullion through the tunnel and up the stairs, so I built the crates in the garage and once the recast ingots cooled, I carried them out to the garage and packed them in the crates. I marked each crate with a G, S, or P to identify the type of bullion in each crate. I spent a lot of time walking back and forth between the garage and shelter. The ventilation wasn’t the greatest in the shelter, so it got very hot in there after a couple of hours of melting bullion.
On most of the days I processed bullion, I was able to work for at least four hours a day, and sometime as much as eight hours. That reduced the number of days it would take to process all of the bullion, but Elsa and I also had to travel to her companies to discuss the reincorporation process and to make a couple of trips back to the Caymans to take care of several items, such as signing the papers for buying the house and the papers for Elsa’s new corporation.
Elsa made a deal with her acquaintance to sell the bullion for not less than a specified amount per ounce for each type of bullion. He wouldn’t be able to sell all of it to a single bullion buyer as one lot of bullion. He would have to break the bullion up into smaller lots and sell them off over a period of time. Elsa and her contact came to an agreement that she would receive sixty percent of what the buyer paid for the bullion, and the acquaintance would wire the money to her Cayman checking account.
Elsa and her acquaintance had agreed that when his representatives came to pick up the bullion, we would randomly select a crate of each type of bullion and weigh the ingots in each crate. Those nominal weights times the number of crates of each type of bullion would give us the approximate weight of each type of bullion we were shipping to her acquaintance. Knowing that and the minimum sale price per ounce allowed us to determine the approximate amount Elsa would receive for all the bullion.
Elsa divided her companies into three groups according to where they were located. She and I left for Texas to begin the visits with the southern group of businesses. Our visits were different to what we had done previously. We visited all of her businesses and met with just the key people in each business. Elsa explained how she wanted them to handle the reincorporation process; we didn’t need the dog and pony shows or the briefings. She also told them that I was the CEO of her new corporation, and that when the process was complete, they would be working with me. There were more companies in the area than the three I had previously visited, so it took almost two weeks to visit all of the companies in the first group.
During the trip, I had spoken with Lara on several occasions about the offer I had made on the house. After several calls, the negotiations had progressed to the point where we were very close to reaching an acceptable price. My last offer was six million US dollars, and they had come down to six point two million. The difference of two hundred thousand wasn’t that great, so during my last call, I told Lara to accept their counter offer. Lara said it would take about two to three weeks to get all of the paperwork done before I could sign the necessary documents, and then an additional day or two to register the transfer of ownership with the government.
When we returned to Pueblo, Elsa rested and took care of her other tasks, which included planning a trip to the Caymans for me to sign the papers for buying the house and for her to sign the papers to create her new parent corporation and investment corporation. During our trip to talk with her companies’ people, we reviewed the resumés Elsa had been given and we jointly decided on who would be the best applicants for the two positions. Elsa contacted our choices and arranged to interview them during our trip to the Caymans.
The morning after we arrived in the Caymans, Elsa signed her paperwork for creating the two corporations. She gave Ryan a list containing the legal names of the companies she owned and told him to create a new corporation for each of the fifteen companies using its current name.
That afternoon, I signed my paperwork and presented a cashier’s check for the price of my new home plus fees. The day after the title on the house had been registered in my name, George Town’s morning newspaper contained an article about the American who paid cash for the Ogden mansion; the article mentioned the price and included a very good photo of me.
Over a late morning breakfast, Elsa showed me the article and said, “Paul, you need to read this.”
After reading the article, I said, “Shit! I really did not need that type of publicity now. If this gets back to the IRS, they are going to be all over me.”
“Paul, this is a small town newspaper. I sincerely doubt this article will come to the attention of the IRS. If it does, we will deal with it. If you are really concerned, we can have a lawyer draw up a contract dated before the sale that makes me your silent partner. The contract can state that I am buying the house, not you, and you are just my front man for the sale because I don’t want the notoriety of being a wealthy woman. The IRS knows that I am a wealthy woman and I will tell them I paid for the mansion out of the funds that I transferred here from Switzerland.
“Elsa, I agree that the IRS is not likely to read a small George Town newspaper. However, someone may point the article out to the IRS. Call me paranoid if you will, but I will feel better with a written agreement in place. Doing that after I come to the attention of the IRS might be a problem.”
“Alright, Paul, we will get it taken care of this week. My reason for showing you the article was, you have now been identified to the women who read this article as a wealthy man. If you will remember, I told you the women on the island would pursue you once they learn that you are wealthy. You need to prepare yourself for women throwing themselves at you.”
“Perhaps, but I hope you’re wrong.”
After a leisurely breakfast in our room, Elsa and I drove over to Lara’s office to pick up the keys to my new home. I don’t know why, but Elsa insisted that we go to the house so I could walk through my new domain. The estate’s lawyer had insisted that all of Tandra Ogden’s furniture was to be sold with the house. The two of us wandered through the house talking about how to utilize the rooms that were not furnished. As we moved from room to room, I had this eerie feeling that Tandra’s ghost would be waiting for us in the next room.
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Fetish Porn SitesAbsinthe 2: The Absinthe of Malice By Morpheus The flight from Seattle to Boston had been extremely long and uncomfortable, even with the two hour delay in Chicago where I got to stretch my legs and change flights. My book had given me something to do during the countless hours in the air, though admittedly, Collin had been my largest savior from boredom. The two of us had ended up talking for over half the flight, and by the time we finally landed, I was even starting to consider...
After tea on the Friday evening Thelma stopped me as I was going into upstairs to my room. Her eyes looked wild and her breathing was heavy. “I’m going to a party,” She said in a low voice, “do you want to watch me getting undressed?” I nodded like a puppet. “Wait in my room…I’ll be up in five minutes.” I skipped up the stairs two at a time! I nervously let myself into my sister’s bedroom. I’d been in many times before – borrowing her dirty knickers and stuff to use...
Harry and Rob sat in the local pub in their usual spot in the corner by themselves. They were having a discussion about what to do with Ethel. Rob has been adamant that he wants to hang Ethel by her ankles and butcher her. Harry strongly disagrees with him. Harry is convinced that if he talks to Ethel he can persuade her not to go to the authorities and they will be able to use her the same way the other men. Rob agrees to try Harry's way first but he says" if she wants to argue I'm going to...
kEthel sat with her tits nailed to the work table. Her tits were swollen to twice their normal size from the beating they had received from Harry and Rob and the axe handle. Ethel sobbed both from the pain and the feeling of despair and hopelessness. She knew she would not be able to sweet talk the men into letting her go without anymore abuse. Harry and Rob arrived and again Ethel begged and pleaded with them to let her go. The men laughed and told her they still had a few more things they...
Note : This story is completely fictional!In nineteen forty six Thelma Lou Anderson was married with three kids. Linda was the oldest. She was sixteen. Guy and George was ten and Guy seven. Thelma owned a beauty shop in Kansas City. She suspected her husband Lawerance was cheating on her again. She followed him one day when he thought she was at work and saw him go into a house. A woman opened the door and he went in. That was all the proof she needed. She went home and packed her suitcase and...
IncestThelma was 22 and like all of the young women at that time was still living at home with me and our parents in rural Kent; even though she had a good job in local Department Store. I was 15 and had just left school. The summer of 1965 was particularly fine so it wasn’t uncommon for me to sit around our secluded garden reading a Detective novel when my parents were at work. The difference today was that Thelma was on the first day of her annual holidays and had joined me wearing a very...
Ethel hung by her wrists while Harry and Rob left to get some rest. She nodded off from time to time but the fog of her mind cleared she realized that other than when they punched her she actually enjoyed the way they that fucked her so hard and so brutally. She enjoyed the helpless feeling as they ravaged her body. She believed that she could talk to the two men and they would release her without too much more abuse. She was wrong.As Harry and Rob drove back out to the warehouse they talked...
Ethel hated her name. She was born during the tenure of I Love Lucy. The beloved Ethel Mertz from the television show was the bane of the real life Ethel's existence. There were the jokes about her having to marry Fred. There was only one Fred in her high school class. He wasn't her type; not even if he was the last man on earth. Ethel was every bit the epitome of her name. At five feet even her looks, dress and vocabulary mimicked the character she despised. Although she fought to break the...
Ethel's Pa was telling a story. "A man comes into the garage wanting a new horn for his Dodge. The old bulb was torn. Well, we have horns; but they don't fit his brackets..." "What did he want with a horn?" Ma asked. "Dodge cars don't need them. They have 'Dodge, Brothers' written clearly on the front." "Oh, Nellie," Pa said, but -- at least -- he dropped the story. Ethel couldn't decide which was worse, Ma's jokes or Pa's stories. Pa was fascinated by anything mechanical,...
Damn Katherine and her classy fashion sense... Once again my Mother-in-law had a new skirt suit which would work for brunch, mother-of-the-bride or some other fancy occasion, it was simply lovely. Tonight was one of those other occasions. The suit was perfect for the work awards dinner that my wife Veronica has dragged me too. Katherine, on the other hand, who was looking just so, was all too happy to attend. Katherine's suit is simply irresistible to me. The color, the style,...
Let me say right up front that Gunther was definitely not a young man.I knew he had been around the Santa operation at the North Pole long before I arrived with my bright ideas for cost reduction. I was called in to promote increased toy production by the easily distracted Elves. Those little imps preferred being silly rather than busy little workers focused on their quotas like dedicated employees. As a small-sized human male, I was able to relate easily to the female Elves because they liked...
Fantasy & Sci-Fifrom my supernatural~romantic novel set in Regency England from the diary of Betsy Corning, Darlington, England, September 1815 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I am undone! I have given into temptation and trod the left-hand path. I did not tarry there long, I yet have a semblance of a conscience. But little good will it do me – I will be punished for it sooner or later. But oh, should any ladies read this, perhaps you, at least, will understand what provocation I had endured and grant me some...
When we entered the dining salon, all conversation stopped. I had changed from my travel clothes earlier, but was still in black. Esther was in a peach colored evening gown. As I said before, she was ravishing. Martha and Hatty walked behind us in their evening gowns. It was plain that everyone wondered who this girl was with the Royal Executioner and the Guild Master for companions. Certainly most of the apprentices and the other Guild members had not met, or been introduced to Esther. None...
“Are the statements, that the Lord Executioner made, true?” the Village Chief demanded sternly. “Yes, Un ... Uncle,” the young man finally answered very quietly. “A week in the stocks,” the Village Chief pronounced, “and the same for those two friends of yours.” The Village Chief then turned to me to apologize. “I am sorry I doubted you, Lord Executioner. It would appear that I need to pay closer attention to what is going on with the workers in the fields.” “An excellent idea,” I replied,...
"Language Theresa!" "But Mrs. Bradshaw, I only said..." "Hush Theresa, I will not have such rude vernacular spoken in my boarding house! Also, kindly remove your elbows from the tabletop. More over, the fork was placed on the left side of your plate for a specific reason." Theresa blushed as she looked around at the other five girls, some of them putting on airs. "I never ate before with my left hand Mrs. Bradshaw." "You are a student now in the most prestigious Ladies College in...
Esther III ? by: TamarainRubber Even though we knew we were going to be late for Lisa's party, we couldn't keep our hands off each other. For the next hour or so we grabbed each other like wild cats in heat. Her breasts heaving and her lungs gasping for oxygen, Esther still found the energy to warn me not to cum. At some point she did pull my cock out from behind my rubber bloomers and shoved every inch into her mouth. The clothes she had dressed me in only made me harder and,...
The next day I was in full Katherine mode from the moment I unlocked her door. I greeted Sunshine just like Katherine did, using the same tone of voice and gestures. Of course Sunshine reacted just she would with her female owner. As soon as I took her for a short walk and fed her, I went straight to my bedroom, well after the prior day I felt so much more comfortable there, I wanted it to be my bedroom. I took a shower and shaved everything again. I didn't know how I was going to...
Hope you like Esther's latest installment! ESTHER FOUR By TamarainRubber I obediently followed Esther down the long narrow hallway that led into an enormous room filled with the sounds of clinking glasses, soft whispers and a bevy of leather-clad women and men dolled up as maids, rubber babies, and crossdressing sluts like me. Strangely enough (and very much to my pleasure), there was little if any evidence of the S&M parties I had only read about, but never...
The front door opened and again Frank came in, a little less dramatically than the day before but no less intimidating to me as I felt timid and weak dressed in my mother-in-laws things. Frank was half expecting me to be dressed as my normal slouchy male self, ready to put a stop to all this, but he was happy when he saw I didn't have the fortitude to do that. He actually smiled at me, "There's my little wife. That dress looks nice on you." I smiled back not knowing what to do, it...
Caroline dumped her books so loudly on the table that it caused Mike to look up momentarily from his laptop.“Hi, Caroline, I take it the tutorial didn’t go so well?”Caroline slumped onto the chair opposite him.“The pompous bitch basically told me to start again.”“Look I know nothing about art, I don’t even know what I like, but I do know that you know your stuff. Why don’t I get you a drink and we can talk about something else.”As Mike placed the two pints of beer down on the table, Caroline...
Fantasy & Sci-FiEsther sat on the side of the road, freezing, she feared that if she didn't find a place to stay soon, she probably freeze to death.Lately life had been pretty fucked up for Esther, both her parents had die before she could barley talk, and this year she had run away, because her foster parents were abusive.She had no one now, and was stranded on the side of the road. Esther picked herself off of the ground and started walking again, until a huge house came in sight. "Warmth." She said, she was...
When Esther had woken up the next morning laying next to Romeo, she almost freaked out, but the all of the memories from the night before flooded into her brain."Oh god." She sat up and looked at Romeo's sleeping figure next to her, his teal hair was tossed about the pillow, and he chest heaved up and down, Damn he is so hot, she thought, I acted kind of crazy last night, her face burned, ugh, what the fuck was wrong with her these days? She felt Romeo's body shift a little and her heart sped...
Esther II By TamarainRubber I had found the woman I had been dreaming about, hoping she would be my lover for years to come. Esther was the first real lady I had encountered who actually seemed to be honest about wanting to share my passions. I prayed that I would not be disappointed. From how she reacted, I didn't think I would be, but I was the planet's biggest skeptic. For the past four hours, Esther made me try on an incredibly sexy collection of female fetish wear that...
Chapter 1 – The Birth of a Goddess Zeke cracked his knuckles and spread out his fingers. They touched the black glass in front of him and the desk lit up. A white keyboard appeared and he started to type on the touchscreen desktop. His fingers bounced around the screen, typing across the keyboard of light. You see, Zeke was a genius beyond his years. He was currently eighteen and in his second year of college. His masterful mind crossed with a youth of video games made him into one of the...
"Language Theresa!" "But Mrs. Bradshaw, I only said. ..." "Hush Theresa, I will not have such rude vernacular spoken in my boarding house! Also, kindly remove your elbows from the tabletop. More over, the fork was placed on the left side of your plate for a specific reason." Theresa blushed as she looked around at the other five girls, some of them putting on airs. "I never ate before with my left hand Mrs. Bradshaw." "You are a student now in the most prestigious Ladies College in this country...
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He stood hugging himself tightly, not that it helped keep him warm anymore. The cold had long since seeped so far into him the only thing that kept him from running to find somewhere warm was the fear that, should he leave his spot, he’d return to find it taken and his chance of seeing her, Athena, gone forever. The singer Athena had caught the world by storm, nobody a year ago, the young woman had taken to the celebrity lifestyle like a duck to water and was now breaking records with her...
It was a warm night in Georgia when I arrived for a very special meeting, This was not about business but it was very important to him as he was coming to meet for the first time his internet “friend”. Shannon his friend was a very subservient women who was proud to be just who she was and although for this first meeting they had something a little different in mind to give her master a new experience. What she didn't know was that I had a surprise for her as well, he was a bit of a romantic...
Athena - 1 "Look at that stream! We should stop and go swimming!" Athena exclaimed as we barreled over a small bridge in the work van. I stop the van and put it in reverse and stop again, this time on top of the small bridge. I peer out of the window and gaze upon the stream. The water was crystal clear and as still as glass. I could see an almost perfect reflection of the trees on it's surface. "but we don't have bathing suits..." I responded. My response was flirty in...
Hypothermiaby oggbashan © Copyright Oggbashan April 2003 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons.****************I have a fantasy of sharing a bed with two attractive young women preferably naked. Most adult males would share that fantasy. I never expected it to happen or if it...
There was something very special about Athena. I knew it right away from the moment we met. It was more than the fact that her hair framed her face like gilt around the most perfect of portraits. It was more than the fact that she took life as a game and played it. She was carefree without being spoiled. She was innocent without guile. She was unique. It was remarkable, really, that she was so enchanting, so child like, so incredibly unselfish. She had been born into wealth. Her father had...
Clothesline[This story is part of the Leather in Lawnville series.] Clothesline By DuskPetersonYou can tell a lot about a guy from where he shops. Take my friends, who have specialized tastes. Some of them spend their time at the hardware store, while others take an interest in our town's fabric shop, which has needles and pins that make them drool. Still others hang out at the department store, eyeing the cutlery collection. Somehow all of us end up rubbing shoulders at the town's jacket...
“I don't like it” Ian muttered before taking a sip of his jet black coffee. “Don't like what?” Marco asked in between bites of his reheated chicken parmesan. The two sat in one of Athena Corp's many cafeterias. They were chatting over lunch, as they did most days. The talk of fellow co-workers buzzed around them. It was a cacophony of commiseration over the many drastic changes to the corporate hierarchy in recent weeks. “What do you think I'm talking about?!? The shakeup! The layoffs....
Once a upon a time, a long long time ago yesterday in fact. Today I began my plan to catch the elusive one. The one who rescues clothespins from clotheslines. The plan was a simple one to string up 7 clotheslines facing the wind knowing that if she was near that she might hear the cries of the clothespins. Now that the 7 lines were up I just had to wait and hope the wind would do it's job and carry the cries of the clothespins. This quest started years ago when I first put a clothespin on my...