Finding Jocelyn
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The next day I take AREA 51 back to Baltimore to call on my new dependants. I intend this to be a get to know you and get organised visit, so I take along Tora, Emi, Koemi, and Makha to assist me. When we near the area I ring Tsukasa to ask him to meet us there to introduce us, and he agrees to. I ask about his family, and I learn he has a teenage daughter.
When we arrive I take a copy of each current Lyn Evans book from the box of each I now carry in the back of the car. I hand them to Koemi to carry for me. We wait in the car until Tsukasa’s car arrives, and we all get out. I approach him while saying, “Thank you for coming to introduce us. In appreciation for your time I’ve a small gift for you I hope your daughter may enjoy,” and I wave Koemi forward. She approaches with the books held out.
He smiles on seeing them. “My daughter likes this author and will appreciate them, even if they are duplicates. Thank you.”
I smile, “Those are copies of books not yet released for sale. They will be available later this month. The bigger one is an omnibus, and she may have copies of the titles from their original release.” He smiles wider on knowing he’s getting advance copies. We shake hands, and go to the house.
I ring the doorbell. A mid-twenties Japanese woman opens the door. She shows us in. When Tsukasa asks for Nari she asks us to wait while she goes and gets another woman in her mid-thirties. She arrives, and Tsukasa explains, in English, I’m Al Adams, their new master.
The younger woman tells this to Nari in Japanese, and adds, “I cannot believe such a youth killed Saburo in a fight. I will kill this one to take full control of this house before the day is out.”
Nari replies to her in Japanese, “Sai, do not mistake age for power or skill. Look to the eyes. This one has the eyes of a killer. If he is half the snake Saburo was I will be very content to be his slave; so will my daughters.”
Tsukasa glances at me, he’s about to speak when I say, in Japanese, “Sai, Nari speaks with much wisdom, you would do well to listen to her. Tsukasa, how do you think you would go if war started between our two houses?”
He gulps, an action seen by the ladies, and he answers in Japanese, “I would not like that. I spoke with my clan leader since our meeting yesterday. He’s most anxious I don’t start any trouble between our clans. Neither he nor I wish to be like the Bento family, we wish our clan to continue. I am ordered to find ways to bring our clans closer together, because he feels we can help each other in many ways.”
I smile, continuing in Japanese for the ladies, “I am sure he hopes a closer alliance with me will help smooth out the old troubles between your clan and that of Shoji Kybo-san with whom I already have an alliance. One that’s soon to be stronger because his daughter, Haruko, now carries my child. She will have another as my concubine, and we will raise one each, making a strong blood tie between our families.”
All three listeners are surprised, and he says, “Interesting news for me to pass on to my clan leader.”
I watch Sai while we talk, “Please do, and tell him I am interested in meeting him when I travel to Japan next week. Maybe your clan leader will wish a similar tie with one of his daughters. Setsuko sounds like an interesting young lady, and he may wish me to tame your wild sister.” He gives me a long look, because that’s very restricted information which I should not have been able to find out so fast, if at all.
“That information is not well known, Mister Adams. You have a very good intelligence service to find that out so fast. My I ask how?”
“No, you may not. Just accept I have access to resources no Yakuza clan can reach, as well as sources inside a few clans. Like any good daimyo or samurai I work hard at developing sources of information, and making sure they stay useful to me. I also have many ways to see people are punished, as well. What happened to the Bento family is clear evidence of some of my power and reach.” He nods his understanding.
I stare straight at Sai, “So, Sai, do you still think you can kill me and take control?” A very subdued young woman shakes her head no. “Good, what exactly is your position in this household, and what did you do?”
She glances at Nari, “My instructions from Saburo were to help care for the children, take them to school and around town. I study some classes at college part-time. I was to be the interpreter for Nari while I see she does not do well at learning English, although she thinks my duty is the opposite. I was also his mistress.” She speaks in Japanese, so Nari understands her answer. We all do, except for my two male guards against the wall behind me.
I look at Nari, and I can see she’s not happy, but not surprised. I wave at her, and she says, “I long suspected the last two items, but I worked hard not to know. I am glad that is all over with.”
“Sai, your contract with Saburo is now ended. In my eyes you are an adult woman who wasn’t a dependant of his, but an employee. You may either ask me to take you as a slave, or you may choose to leave this household completely, or you may ask me to employ you. You need to think on these things, and to make a choice.”
“Thank you, Sir. I will think on these. My family are in Japan, and did not want me taking this work with Saburo. My studies are in child care, and I would like to finish them. But I have no way to support myself if I leave this house. I must weigh things carefully.”
Tsukasa asks, “If I find you work in another house where you can do your studies part-time while caring for children will you behave in the proper manner?” She nods yes. He turns to me, “My wife’s brother and his wife are in need of a part-time child carer. They wish a Japanese woman, and are having trouble filling the position. If you agree I will make the introductions to see if they can help each other.”
I nod approval while saying, “That sounds like a very good idea. It has my approval.” He smiles, and steps aside to take out his cell phone to make the call. A few minutes later he’s leading Sai out the door to visit the family to see if they like each other enough to give it a try.
The House and ThingsI nod at Nari, and she takes us all on a tour of the house, except for Guido who I leave on guard at the front door. It’s a large house, and it takes about fifteen minutes to see it all. We finish in Saburo’s office. While I go through the desk and papers, with Tora’s help to do the reading, Koemi takes Bert back to guard the door and give Guido the guided tour. He takes up guard at the back door when he’s finished his tour.
The house has five bedrooms, a large office, huge lounge room, big kitchen, a large dining room with entertainment area attached, and a big enclosed Japanese garden behind it. Two bathrooms, en-suite, communal bathroom, triple garage, and a large workshop complete the picture. A very beautiful place done in traditional Japanese style.
In the office we find two safes, but no codes. I ring John, and he promises to send some people over to open the safes and computer. We find very little of interest in the papers we can reach. No one has been near the office since Saburo left on Saturday. Tsukasa had told me Saburo kept no work papers at home, so he sees no need to check it out. He’s checked the work office, and located all of the documents he should have.
A large crew of John’s turns up, and is soon at work. Several men check for bugs while two work on the computer, two more work on the safes, and two teams of three give every wall and item of furniture a check over with portable penetrating radar units. Nari is surprised with the number of extra hidey holes built into the building. They take time and care to find the way they open, documenting each one when they do. In the end they’ve twenty-two weapons - machine guns to knives and all in between, just over two hundred thousand dollars in cash, two ancient documents, an old ceramic bowl, and two more safes. Nothing in the safes is about the clan operations, but there’s a lot about shares and businesses he owns outside of the clan; which isn’t allowed at his level. Everything is there to do a change of ownership, so I put the papers in cartons, and I have them taken to the car. All of the weapons go with John’s people after I give them each a five thousand dollar bonus for working on a Sunday for me. I make sure their boss is listening in when I clear the bonus with John. He does insist they don’t mention the money in their tax returns, because it could cause issues if they do.
One item is a recent valuation of the house with furniture. With the bulk of the furniture it’s worth two and a half million dollars as is. The list of furniture includes everything except a cabinet of keepsake items, the fancy desk in the office, and two paintings. The evaluation was done ten days ago. I put the valuation aside to take with me to follow it up. Nari explains the desk is an ancient one that’s over six hundred year old, the cabinet of keepsakes are hers, and the two paintings are very old ones as well.
All of the ancient items causes me to think. I call John, and ask him to organise for an expert on ancient Japanese items to come visit a.s.a.p. I also call the Japanese Embassy, and ask for their cultural attaché, I know his brief is to find and return items of interest, and he has staff with a great knowledge of ancient Japanese cultural items. Both groups arrive about thirty minutes later, and are very happy to be examining the items.
I’m surprised to learn what I thought were two paintings are really silk scrolls secured in frames. They would have originally been hanging on the walls, but are now sealed in fancy frames to protect them. One is said to date from the late seventh century during the Asuka period. It depicts the events of the palace coup in 645 AD, and indicates it as a recent event, also the style and materials support the assessment. I’m stunned such an ancient artefact can be in private hands. The other is a more recent item, and it appears to be from the mid-sixteenth century, it’s a depiction of the Battle of Okehazama in 1560 AD. Until a scientific analysis can be done on the materials they can’t be certain, but all are very sure these are genuine artefacts.
One of the documents dates from the fourteenth century, and is an assignment of lands to an ancestor of Saburo by Ashikaga Takuji after an uprising in 1333. The other is from the Heian period, a ninth century list of families belonging to, or loyal to, the Fujiwara clan who could be expected to help if called upon in a time of trouble. Both are interesting insights into the politics of their time. However, the bowl is believed to be a sixteenth century tea bowl of Shigaraki ware. Making it an old and rare item, but not seen as of great cultural value by itself, and thus not of any real interest to the experts.
The desk isn’t what we’d call a desk now, but a medium sized chest of drawers with a top that folds out to a table while the sides slide out to support the top. The front has a lot of drawers, many with trick locks. It was in a hidden compartment within this, one of three, that we found the oldest document locked away. It would appear to have been hiding there for a long time. The chest is estimated at being from the eleventh or twelfth century; although one expert suggests it’s older, due to the way the document had been concealed as if it was still an important piece of information to have handy, but keep hidden. The Embassy is interested in the documents and the silk paintings, but that’s all.
I tell them I’ll take them all back to Japan with me to donate the silk paintings and documents to the people by giving them to the Emperor on their behalf when I can organise a meeting. The others I’ll give to people in Japan, since I feel they belong there not here. I ask the experts to see about having the items preserved and prepared for transport to Japan by plane on Tuesday. I’m told it can’t be done, but they can be readied for transport with the proper preservation being left until they’re in Japan. They take numerous measurements of everything, and leave to make the transport containers for me.
GardensWith the business side of affairs sorted out I ask Nari to call to have her daughters return home from where they’re hiding. She half grins when she does so with her cell phone. While we wait I leave everyone else in the house when Nari and I take a walk through the garden. It winds through an extensive area with several small ponds, and many places to sit down to contemplate life in quiet peace.
After a few minutes I say, “I’m sorry you’ll have to give up your garden. But I’ll set aside as much land as you want to make a new one. I’m building a new house on a very large section of land, so you can have as big a garden as you want. I’ll even have it covered in so it won’t be too affected by the weather. When I sell this house I’ll include a clause to allow you to visit for cuttings etcetera, but I prefer for you to organise to take with you as many as you can. You won’t need to pack any furniture beyond your cabinet and what you want out of the kitchen, so packing should be swift.” She glances at me while I speak.
Nari asks, “Why do you say this is my garden?”
“It’s lovely, peaceful, and quiet; despite being in the city. Saburo was not the type to use such a garden as lovely as this, let alone plan or put in the love such a garden needs. This is your place, your soul. And I’m truly sorry you have to leave it behind you. But I’ll make sure who buys it appreciates it. How big an area must I organise to be set aside for your new garden?”
She grins, “This area is about fifty metres by thirty metres. Will you really set aside and cover an area one hundred by one hundred metres for me to build a real garden?”
“The land there has a gentle slope, so I’ll make it bigger.” Pulling out my cell phone I call Mr Small, because he has weekend duty. “John, Al. The new residence. I’ve got a last minute addition. Put together some ideas on where to set up an enclosed dome near the main house, it’s to have a diameter of one hundred and fifty metres. It doesn’t have to be flat, but it will need utilities to it and from it, a sound base for the dome, a safe covered walk way to the house attaching anywhere, five layered glazing for both, and good ventilation with heating ability. It’s for a nice Japanese Garden to be built in it. So it’ll need one decent doorway for equipment during the garden’s construction, which will be after the dome is up. Only a couple of exterior doors will be needed. Work out a few good places to locate it, and do some rough models. I’ll look at it when you’ve got it ready. Thanks.” He’s a bit stunned, but recovers well.
“Al, I’ve got a few places in mind. Once you select the best one I think the thing to do will be to dig it all up, put down the foundations, a very good drainage system, and then wait until the designer says what they want where in the way of ponds and slopes before putting the dirt back in the area. That’s the easiest and quickest way to get it done.” I give him the OK and hang up.
To Nari I say, “The area will be one hundred and fifty metres in diameter with the outer walls sloping up at sixty degrees. Inside will be sculptured to how you want. So you can start planning. Once you have your plan for where you want the slopes and ponds the landscapers will put the plumbing and the earth in.”
She smiles, “Thank you. Now I know we’ll be happy with you.”
We’re almost back at the house from our stroll. After we make the last curve back toward the rear door I can see three girls standing inside the back door with worried looks on their faces. On seeing their mother is smiling they smile as well. A minute or so later we join them.
Nari is about to introduce them when Koemi walks in to tell me Sai and Mr Tsukasa are back. I apologise to Nari, and leave her to talk with her daughters while I see to the visitors.
They’re both smiling, and I soon learn Sai has been given the job at a few hundred dollars a week plus full board. They want her to move in today. I congratulate her, and instruct Koemi to see she’s given a hand to pack all of her things to get ready to shift. She’s to call for a taxi with suitable storage space. I thank Mr Tsukasa, and he thanks me for the help with this need of his extended family. We chat on other matters for a few minutes.
Sai is soon back with a few boxes, five bags, and a request to help carry her entertainment and computer gear out. My two guards and Mr Tsukasa’s guards go with her to carry the items to a place beside the door. Their timing is good, because the taxi driver arrives at the front door when they arrive in the entry with the gear. Koemi had called before they packed. While the men carry everything out to the mini-bus Sai says goodbye to the girls and Nari. When she’s about to leave I hand her ten thousand dollars as final payment against her contract with Saburo. Heck, it’s his money, so why not pay her. She’s very happy when she leaves. Mr Tsukasa says his goodbyes, and he leaves too.
The GirlsWhen the door closes behind our departing guests I turn to Nari and her daughters. Smiling, I signal for them to follow me, and for my girls to join us. I lead them to the communal bathroom, and I have them form a line. Nari goes down the line while she introduces me to each of the girls: eleven year old Rui, nine year old Takara, and seven year old Tama. All three have a strong resemblance to their mother in looks and build.
Starting with Nari I undress them while the large bath fills with water; the bath looks like a bigger version of the spa at the hotel. After removing all of their clothes I examine them. Running my hands all over each body while I check for bruises and broken bones due to my concerns about how Saburo would’ve treated them. I start with the head then move down the arms to the hands before checking the ribs and stomach, turning them around to check the spine and back, the legs back and front, and the feet last. The only items of concern I find are a lump on Takara’s forearm, and a tender spot on her thigh. I’ve Makha make a note to have Takara given a full cat scan and x-ray when they all go in for their complete medical checks over the next few days.
They all have very fine straight black hair, fine bone structures, and are of petite builds without any fat. Nari’s head is just short of my chin, and her breasts are the size of large oranges. Rui comes up to my chest, not quite a hand’s width short of Nari’s height, and has breasts the size of apricots. Takara is a few fingers shorter than Rui, and a few fingers taller than Tama; both younger girls are flat chested. None of the girls have any pubic hair yet, and Nari shaves hers.
The girls are embarrassed to be undressed and examined by a man, but they accept it because their mother does. They get more embarrassed when I undress. Emi and Makha undress. We all get into the water while Tora stands guard, and Koemi moves about checking things.
Emi and Makha show the girls how to wash me, then have them take turns washing me while I wash them in turn. About half way through washing Rui, the first I wash, I remember when I used to wash Alice and Gwen like this. The angst of those memories, and knowing that’ll never happen again, causes me to cry in silence. Emi notices first, and she starts to speak. However, I give her a short no shake of my head, so she keeps quiet, and touches Makha’s arm when she goes to say something. The young girls have their backs to me when they sit on my thighs to be washed, so they don’t notice. I sit there, crying, while I wash them, and think of the good times that are gone forever with the lives of my family. Nari also notices my tears, but she keeps silent. When I finish washing Rui I have her move behind me with her back to me while she moves around my other side to help wash me, and I pick Takara up. This is so they can’t see the tears. I do the same with the switch to Tama.
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Edited By RainDear Thirty year old Justin and twenty-eight year old April Reed were sitting together, bored as usual, and unable to find anything interesting on TV. April was a very beautiful lady with long, wavy, chestnut hair and light green eyes. Her breasts stood out nicely, being only palm sized but nicely shaped overall, but her long graceful legs were what drew most men to her and her husband was no exception. The only trait some men found unattractive was her sometimes overly pale...
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I wrote this story in three parts. You may want to read the first two before reading this one. Again, thanks to my editors, LadyCibelle and Techsan, for making my stories a much better read. * Jim speaks again: As I lay in my bed and watched the nurses I couldn’t help but think about Marie. I remembered her saying how she wanted to become a nurse, a physical therapist yet. According to my doctor I was going to need one. Why did I blow it? Was I so afraid of her past that I was unable to see...
FINDING MY VOICE Chapter 1 - First Steps along the Path My dear mother, lately deceased, had this phrase she used to use during my childhood whenever I got depressed over my insecurities and lack of real friends. "Don't worry dear," she would say; "It is all a question of finding your own 'voice'. One day you will suddenly come to realise who you truly are and where you fit in society. On that day you will have 'found your own voice,' and from then on you will, I promise you, be...
Finding Her MasterBy Ropeteasec 2010Chapter 9Joe turned off the lights in the living room as he went out the front door making sure it was locked. Putting the key in the ignition, Joe hesitated a moment. He thought back to the day’s events. Joe admired how Robin became a different person the second she entered her office that morning. Noticing how her facial expressions changed from the radiating glow of pure happiness to a strong fighter for her clients and when the trial was over how she...
BDSMJim speaks again: As I lay in my bed and watched the nurses I couldn't help but think about Marie. I remembered her saying how she wanted to become a nurse, a physical therapist yet. According to my doctor I was going to need one. Why did I blow it? Was I so afraid of her past that I was unable to see what a wonderful woman she was? I realized I made the biggest mistake of my life walking out on her. I would give anything to have a do over. To live that last few minutes with her over...
Let's stay together "BLOODY-HELL!" she exclaimed and threw her arms round me. "You look... Blimey... What's... ? Come in... holy shit!" "Mandy! Mind your language!" said a voice from another room. "Sorry dad!" Giggling, we piled up to her room. I felt elation that I had not felt in a long time, finding that Mandy was not responsible for putting me in that God-awful position with Greg Bridger at the Cordoba; it was just a complete misunderstanding. I guess it was just a lack of...
I, finally, got to the perfect position and I would be able to observe what was happening in the courtyard of the building where our target was being held prisoner. The rest of the SEAL team would arrive in about ten minutes to effect the rescue of our target. My name is Rick Steiger. I am a lieutenant in the United States Navy attached to SEAL Team 12. My job was to observe and take any action necessary to insure that the rescue mission was successful. I was situated approximately eight...
Finding Her Master Part 12 By: Ropetease ©2011 Robin felt the aftershocks slowly subsiding while Joe signed the papers. Her stomach still aching from her climax when another feeling started to emerge inside her. Tensing her stomach muscles to hold back the sudden need to relieve herself. Sucking down on her lower lip and slowly rocking her body, wishing Master would hurry. ‘Thank you,’ Joe replied giving a tug on Robin’s leash as they walked in to the main area. ‘Master, may I speak?’Robin...
Finding Her Master Chapter 14 By: Ropetease ©2012 all rights reserved The day started with Joe at his desk going over the repair orders that were stacked in front of him from yesterday’s work. Glancing up to the calender, Joe saw that it had been a year since Robin came into his life and changed it forever. Joe remembered the day when her car was towed in and how her hand felt in his hand. In the span of a year, Joe’s business increased from the members of the club all bringing in their...
Finding Her Master Chapter 14 By: Ropetease ©2012 all rights reserved The day started with Joe at his desk going over the repair orders that were stacked in front of him from yesterday’s work. Glancing up to the calender, Joe saw that it had been a year since Robin came into his life and changed it forever. Joe remembered the day when her car was towed in and how her hand felt in his hand. In the span of a year, Joe’s business increased from the members of the club all bringing in their cars....
BDSMFinding Her Master Part 12 By: Ropetease ©2011 Robin felt the aftershocks slowly subsiding while Joe signed the papers. Her stomach still aching from her climax when another feeling started to emerge inside her. Tensing her stomach muscles to hold back the sudden need to relieve herself. Sucking down on her lower lip and slowly rocking her body, wishing Master would hurry. "Thank you," Joe replied giving a tug on Robin’s leash as they walked in to the main area. "Master, may I speak?"Robin...
BDSMI noticed in the afternoon that my stupid Boss was in danger as I thought about killing him; but I suddenly saw it was time to leave the office; so the lucky bastard survived one more day to my fury and anger…All I wanted as I drove my car, was getting home, enjoy a warm relaxing shower and fuck my sensual wife during all night long…But I found Jerome’s car parked at our driveway…Once inside the living room, I got a full sight of that nigger bastard sitting at my favorite recliner, with his...
FINDING MY VOICE Chapter 4 - Duncan My habit of socialising with Imogene and Paul on a fairly regular basis continued much along the same lines for the next few months. I still lacked the courage to go out dressed so we tended to entertain each other at our respective houses. I found I enjoyed planning meal menus and discovered a real passion for cooking. I won't say that I was in any way competitive; let's just leave it with the comment that, for both households, the meals became...
I felt really strange sitting in the lounge of an hotel with my son whilst he told me about how his step mother had been frigid for much of her marriage to his father, it was something I didn't really want to know about, so I pushed him about why they'd had what he called strong words. "Well" he grinned shyly, "They'd been out to a friend's wedding, they should have stayed overnight, but for whatever reason they came home early and caught us" "Us?" I queried, "You've got to...
Valerie Nicholls had found her motivation to work out regularly. His name was Connor, and he owned the gym that was incongruously tucked away behind an upscale European furniture store in what most people probably assumed was an area of tony shops and places where you paid four dollars for a small pastry that was wrapped up for you to take away in a small box tied with a ribbon.At forty-two, Valerie had been divorced for six years and was content enough with her situation not to settle for less...
After sixteen hours on the bus, I arrived in Tulsa, Oklahoma just before noon on a hot July day determined to find Charlie, actually Charlotte, but that’s not what I called her. I flew into Chicago and then took the long bus ride to Tulsa, wanting to experience Route 66. After almost two years of meeting Charlie, my cyber lover, I wanted to surprise her, just show up, a daring act in itself as fear of what a disaster this might be swept over me. What would she think when she realized who I...
After sixteen hours on the bus, I arrived in Tulsa, Oklahoma just before noon on a hot July day determined to find Charlie, actually Charlotte, but that’s not what I called her. I flew into Chicago and then took the long bus ride to Tulsa, wanting to experience Route 66. After almost two years of meeting Charlie, my cyber lover, I wanted to surprise her, just show up, a daring act in itself as fear of what a disaster this might be swept over me. What would she think when she realized who I...
Straight SexFINDING MY VOICE Chapter 5 - I finally find my own voice. The morning following my first public outing en-femme, I awoke early. I had been dreaming all night about Duncan, the man who, only yesterday evening, had become the first man to kiss me on the lips - or anywhere else for that matter! To say I was confused would be an understatement. I had never considered myself gay, but I definitely reacted as a woman when Duncan kissed me. I needed to talk this through with my best...
After waking up, getting ready, and having breakfast, it’s shopping time for us with work for Dad and his two ladies. Lia insists on a hair trim for all of the new people, and the standard stops at Victoria’s Secret, the accessories store next door, swimwear, and the cosplay store. Next we visit our favourite jewellery lady to get necklaces for the new slaves. She also has some nice ones I asked her to make up for my daughters, which makes them happy to have their own special items of...
Hello, I have a story to tell that you may find interesting. My name is Marty Harris and I am a school teacher and football coach in a small community in the mountains south of Seattle. I love my job and my students. I guess I am a popular teacher as many of my students and alums keep in contact with me after school, practice or even graduation. This story begins after I had visited a friend and former student teaching colleague of mine who taught in a similar small town about 2 hours from...
Laid off.. I could still hear the words ringing in my ears. I just couldn’t believe it. 35 years old, no career, no prospects in site. I don’t know why I thought my husband would be more comforting. It wasn’t in his nature to nurture me, console me, why should this be any different? Once again, I would find my way through this on my own. The weeks turned into months, slowly at first, but soon enough, I was adjusting to being a housewife. No more did I need the rush of the stock market to make...
Finding Her Master By: Ropetease ©2010 Chapter One Robin was on her way home from winning her court case. It was a hard fought battle in the court room, just right up her alley. She was a tough, demanding lawyer for her clients and Robin earned her status by fighting hard to win. Driving up the express way, listening to her favorite country singer, Jerrod Neiman when her five year old BMW started to make a slapping noise from under the hood, all her warning lights on the dash came on. ...
Finding Her Master By: Ropetease ©2010 Chapter One Robin was on her way home from winning her court case. It was a hard fought battle in the court room, just right up her alley. She was a tough, demanding lawyer for her clients and Robin earned her status by fighting hard to win. Driving up the express way, listening to her favorite country singer, Jerrod Neiman when her five year old BMW started to make a slapping noise from under the hood, all her warning lights on the dash came on. "Not...
BDSM"Alfred Marshall illustrated two ways in which ceteris paribus can be used to consider the effects of some causes of isolation." "Ceteris paribus?" Jack muttered to himself, as he reread the sentence. "What the hell is ceteris paribus?" He pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration as he flipped back to the index of his Microeconomics textbook. He knew this stuff. He'd read the words many times before, but for some reason he just couldn't remember what it meant. Was it possible...
The gray walls of the Middlesex Hospital waiting room looked especially dingy in the waning light of late afternoon. Nine year old Silver Cordin and her father had waited patiently for over an hour and were getting anxious. Lines of worry were etched on Steve Cordin’s face, as he knew the doctor’s news could not possibly be good. Silver tried to read her favorite book, but just couldn’t concentrate. All she knew was that her beloved Nonny, Rose Bauer, was very sick, and that sole thought...
Introduction: A chance encounter, draws a teenage boy to a needy girl. The two find their way through the unknown. Further down the trail. Themes: Actually Teen Male/Pre-Teen Female (Thats the young part) This is more of a love story than a sex story, but there is sex! Sorry if you hate it. You really need to read the first part to understand this one. As I post this story for validation, I am preparing for a trip to a medical facility. Because I do not know if Ill be here when it gets...
FINDING MYSELF By Enya Pierre PART 1 - NEIGHBORS I had known Allie for the best part of a year - we had met in the simplest of ways: we lived in adjoining rooms in the nurses' hostel at the local hospital. She worked as a nurse and loved every minute of it: she told me that even as a young girl she had spent her time nursing her toys, bandaging them, feeding them - helping them get better. I guessed that the secret of her success was that she never yielded to argument - what she...
Part 3 - The Longest Day Although I didn't really sleep well as my body was so contorted by the bindings, I was woken by the ring gag being pushed into my mouth and secured while I was still coming round. "There we are!" Allie said breezily, taking the goggles off my eyes, smiling broadly. "A whole weekend to learn more about ourselves, Tina - isn't it wonderful?" She had this really annoying habit of asking me a question when she had made it impossible for me to answer. The...
Chapter Nine: Taking control When we were finally cleaned up and back downstairs, it was time to look for Lurch. Having Lurch catch us in flagrante was going to make questioning him one of those interesting experiences I usually tried to avoid, but there was a price to be paid for anything worthwhile. The sex had definitely been worthwhile, hell, the sex had been both fun and fantastic, but there was a killer on the loose, and events were proceeding whether we liked it or not. I turned to...
( A Les Lumens story ) Nebraska – Winter, Late 1800s The wind cut across the prairie, every snowflake like a tiny razor cutting into her skin. She stumbled forward, not knowing what else to do, unable to remember how she had come to be out in this storm. Her mind was nearly as blank and impenetrable as the blinding gales of snow that kept her from seeing more than a few feet in front of her, as she slogged through the calf-deep drifts. Is that a light? Is that a house? She stared with eyes that...
Love StoriesThe following story is fictional and involves a sexual mother - son relationship. All characters are at least 18 years of age.My father was the biggest prick to ever walk the earth. For the last sixteen years he had down graded my mother to the point that, she was thinking of killing herself.It was nothing for him to look at her and say things like, " Damn you’re a fat fucking pig," or " I wish you would learn to fuck so I didn’t have to go out and find pussy." The one that really hurt Mom was,...