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The Beginning

THE BEGINNINGbyPiacereI am hesitant about writing this story even though it is true. Well actually, it is posting the story which causes my concern. Undoubtedly, I may offend someone, which is not my intention. Then again, if they are reading it here what business do they have being offended by something they found on a bondage fetish site?I am an Italian-American from head to toe. My Dad was born and raised in the Friuli region north and east of Venice and my Mom, well she is from Sicily....

Captured

This story is not intended to vilify nice decent TVs or TGs -- it just so happens that the principal is deranged and happens to cross dress.This is a nasty, misogynistic story.Avoid it if you are sensitive or under eighteen.Synopsis He had been searching for a victim. He wanted a wife, a sex slave. Yes, he thought a victim might become a wife and love him.Categories Bondage SubmissionKeywords High Heels Appliances Machines PiercingCapturedBy Janet BakerHow...

The Melinda 109 A Little Shop Story

. The Melinda 109: A Little Shop StoryPART ONE "I can't believe it's here!" Webb said excitedly. Soapy shook his head, as Plato and Cato dismembered the packing case, and pulled Melinda 109 out. She was something--five seven or maybe five eight inches tall. Blonde. Icy sapphire eyes. Beautiful face, much like Mary Hart from Entertainment Tonight, but with much fuller lips. And Melinda 109 was dressed in a snug turtleneck, a miniskirt and high heels on the long legs. "Oh she's...

The Years After World War IV

The Years After World War IVBy Sonya Esperanto [email protected]: The storyline takes place somewhere around the 2050s, where Sweden is the only country left in a post-Apocalyptic Europe. As a result, Sweden had expanded to the empty vast parts of Europe, having no inhabitants. In particular, some Swedish families had moved in to Turin, in Italy. But unbeknownst to them, a massive foreign army had marched from what was once Southern Russia and had then managed...

The Lady of the House

The Lady of the House by Doug Smith All rights reserved. No reposting without permission. 1. Introductions "Come on answer... please pick up... ", Debbie muttered to herselfas she drove along in her old Celica. "Please pick up... Please.... Please.... ",she thought over and over. Eventually a voice came over the line, "Hello, how can I help you". Debbie immediately recognized it as Helen, oh thank God she thought. "Helen,its Deb ... please don't hang up", she pleaded. "Oh.. it's you... I...

Sophia s Diary

Sophia's DiaryLastnight, I dreamed of a black horse. Upon waking, I looked in the dictionaryof dreams I keep in my bedside table, to see if there is any significanceto this particular night time vision. It seems a dream of a black horseis a dream of passion. Considering all that has happened in the past weeks,I am not surprised. Iread it again, noticing she had written those words the previous night, andslyly returned her diary to the walnut table where I had found it. It hadbeen a mere whim...

Silkie Denis and Rachel Things Change Forever

Denis stopped her. He was not excited. He was weeping."Silkie, stop. Please. Stop talking. Come into my arms. I love you so much............just let me hold you....."Silence"I think our time as lovers is at its end.""I have a letter from Rachel. In the envelope, she has a letter for you......you need to read it: Slikie took the envelope from Denis and opened it:"Hey Syl...I'm back in L.A. ... I got some bad news yesterday.....I've got cancer! Yeah, fucking breast cancer. Cancer all over. I've...

Avoiding debt

“So, we have lost everything?”“The lot, house, car. They found out at work and sacked me as a result. They said I was a security risk.”“How totally unreasonable. what is risky about a habitual gambler who will hazard everything on a bet, has been chucked out of every reputable bookies, if such a thing exists, and now gambles with the kind of people who take a pound of flesh and don’t worry about legal niceties about a drop of blood.”That last was lost on him, great lummock, I doubt he had ever...

Keep doing that don t stop

"Keep doing that...don't stop."This was crazy, the instruction came from halfway around the world. 'TexTom' was telling me to orgasm, to cum!"Oh g od...I'm cu mmin g... Tom...I'm c umm ing."I was typing one handed, as the fingers on my other hand were rubbing my clit.I shuddered as my body pitched forwards over the keyboard. Tom couldn't hear my gasp, my moan out loud, but it was pure pleasure."Good girl, same time tomorrow."The words on the screen told the story of the last four days. He...

Summer 6

I didn’t quite know what to expect the next morning. After all, we’d crossed a line, one that couldn’t be recrossed again, and I found myself consumed with a million little worries when I woke. Nothing to do about it, at least not until Summer arose too. I decided that we’d sit down and have a long talk and work this out…As usual, though, Summer was… Summer, meaning things just sort of worked themselves out. Or maybe they didn’t. At least not how I expected.I heard her stirring. Or rather, I...

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Summer 8

I’ve had a few relationships. More than a few, really. A couple ended kind of ugly, but most of them ended when we both simply lost interest in staying together. Thing was, Summer wasn’t my girlfriend. That said, I felt an emotional hit when she left, and, afterwards, life seemed a little empty, at least for a while. It’s not that we drifted apart or had any kind of disagreement. It was simply that she felt a need to continue on her journey...The day had started out as most had since she’d...

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How it All Started Part III Suzi

HOW IT ALL STARTED PART III - SUZI Over a year has passed since I last dressed as my alter ego Katie. It's been a miserable time. I determined at the outset that I was going to rid myself of the compulsion to dress as a girl for good, but it was not as easy as that. My mother was convinced that one day I would need to return to my old ways, and although she never tried to persuade or cajole, she couldn't help making clear by her manner that she didn't expect my change of heart to...

Sulphurette Part VI mdash MMF DP public voyeur

Miss the earlier parts of the story? Check my website (in my profile) to catch up!Sulphurette stood on the sidewalk in the dark and pouring rain. She was wearing a wide-brimmed hat and a long coat with the collar turned up to keep out the rain. She hailed a taxi coming up the block, and quickly opened her mind to the driver's deepest erotic desires. Images of Bollywood flooded through her mind: slender, chai-colored women with long black hair, dancing sinuously in time with wild music. Her...

Marions Story Chapter Fifteen

I must acknowledge and offer a huge debt of gratitude to my dear friend Marina Kelly who helped and guided me through this story, and of course supplied the wonderful editing. Life goes on and the road isn't always smooth. Back in LA following moms wedding, I got a couple of lucky breaks. The first was meeting Adam. He was the sound engineer at one of the gigs I played. As well as being a great sound tech he was a really nice guy even if he did hit on me. When I explained I was a...

The Fairy

The Fairy (c) 2020 by Anthony Durrant Harold Lloyd Grassgren and his ward Portia walked up to the front of his Uncle Claude's home and Haroold then used a keu his unle's attorney had sent him to unlock and open the door. As they enyered his Uncle Claude's home, Harold looked around at the furniture and said, "It hasn't changed much since I lasy came to this house the Christmas before my Mon and Daed tooke me from England at the age of five! Good old...

It Takes All Types

Big girls, small girls. Short girls, tall girls. Thin girls, fat girls. Old girls, brat girls. What’s the difference? Who cares what they look like, just as long as they cook right! What a load of rubbish! All women are not ‘girls’, and all women are not the same. There are only two things that really matter to me in a woman, and they aren’t on her chest or between her legs. Heart and soul – they are what makes a woman. Don’t get me wrong, I like...

Chapter VI Part Two Saturday Afternoon The Big Party Weekend Continues

It was late on a beautiful Saturday morning in a magnificent suite at the four-star hotel in San Francisco where the Big Party Weekend was about to reach its ultimate crescendo with the "Saturday Night Gala." The incredible, sex-filled Friday night party was history, and most of its participants, including me, were in recovery mode.The final peaceful wisps of slumber were gradually being brushed aside by what I thought were some very light and sensual caresses of my naked body. At first, I...

Exhibitionism

Builkding a Dream P Six

Follows on a few hours after our mornings liaison with the housekeeper at our hotel. All the names apart from our good friends Manus and Sara have been changed and Jay helped me to remember the dialogue. Jay sat in front of the mirror in the hotel room applying her makeup and dressed in her bed robe while I had a shave in the bathroom. After Kylie had left us earlier we had taken a stroll up to Waterloo station and had a bite to eat before Jay decided that she wanted a new dress to wear that...

Lorna s Eightieth

Lorna's Eightieth By Cassandra Lane I'd never met her, in fact I wasn't really aware she existed, and that was no surprise. The only family members still alive who had known Lorna at all were my mother Elizabeth and Aunt Kirstie, and they retained only vague memories from infancy. As a result, my brother, sister and I were not told about our connection to what had been a famous event in the early 1950s, long before we were born. After the breakup up of the marriage, my grandmother...

Effleurage

My name is Gerry. I moved from New York to California in 2001; I was twenty-one. I had a three-year soccer scholarship to attack. It didn’t quite work out for me, I was plagued with a bunch of niggly injuries, which I couldn’t quite shake physically, so my peers on the course overtook me, and eventually left me for dead. I was still physically fit and exercised every day, I was in pretty good shape.One of the many courses allied to the scholarship was massage therapy. It was something I never...

Mature

Love in an elevator

I had worked for Andy for almost two years as his assistant - or secretary if you like. I was nineteen and he was forty-six. Our relation went from strictly professional to extremely sexual only two weeks after I started my internship when I was seventeen. More about that some other time. Today I want to tell you about a business trip to New York City six months before the pandemic struck. NYC was pretty overwhelming and exotic for a Norwegian teenager like myself and I could hardly wait to...

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Tart Of Gold Ch 2

He showed me into the room next to the one we were in. I should think it was once a dining room. It was as he had described it. The lighting made it feel comfortable, even cosy.“I’ll leave you to undress and put on the gown that’s hanging over there. I’ll be back shortly.” He went out and closed the door behind him.When he came back, I had done as he asked, but I said to him “I’m not going to pussyfoot about with this thing if you don’t mind,” and shed the gown.I saw him swallow hard, and then...

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Love is a Drug Part 1

Love is a Drug. Part 1. By Tanya H. Chapter One. One week after I turned twenty four, Lennie McGovern came into my life and my railway station on the 0837 terminating service from Manchester Piccadilly. The 0837 was one of those unregarded services the travelling public might have referred to as a trundle train. Its crew, a driver and conductor, got a 40 minute layover at my station, waiting for a path back to Piccadilly between other, more prestigious services. Usually they...

Jodi and Aunt Leah Chapter Two

Jodi and Aunt Leah Chapter Two Leah took off my clothes, I undressed her and we got in bed for an afternoon ‘nap’ but neither of us got any sleep. As we kissed, I slid myself into her and we made love until I felt myself release deep into her. As we rested, I thought carefully about what I was going to say. “Aunt Leah, just like last night it’s only going to be a matter of time before we bump into someone else we know. If everyone finds out by accident I’m sure that they are going...

Em s Panties Pt 8

“Morning Keith,” He was in a rare happy mood. Maybe it was because he was off duty for the foreseeable future, or maybe it was because he fucked mom for 45 minutes. Either way I liked when he was like this. More Dad and less officer. He talked incessantly while we ran. I was struggling to keep up both physically and with the conversation. He talked about the deployments overseas, how much he missed it, the food, the sights, the girls. He was in rare form. “The women in Europe and Asia son,...

Em s Panties Pt 9

Our last day of classes came and went, and we returned home to start packing for the trip. School ended on a Wednesday, and Dad had managed to get us a flight off base at 7am Friday morning. Em and I discussed outfits, and speculated what the meals would be like, and how Italy would be in general. Dad had taken us out of the country before. We had traveled to London and Paris once for a week. We were younger and the parents kept us on a short leash. We had both hoped for some freedoms on this...

Em s Panties Pt 10

Over the next four days our parents ran us ragged. Venice is beautiful, there is no doubt. It certainly doesn’t disappoint in any way except the heat. Fuck all, that place gets hot, and that’s saying something from someone who called Oklahoma home for 18 years. Each day we would venture out on a family outing. We would return late afternoons to the smell of Mia making something heavenly. Then it was showers, dinner, and usually some cheesy Italian TV until bed. We slept with the large veranda...

A Burgundy Blouse

Goodbye "Hello. I've come to say goodbye." Hamish was standing on the doorstep. Emma stared at him and stepped back with a sigh of irritation. "You'd better come in." He stood nervously on the tiled floor of the big hall. Sunshine picked out the patterns in the tiles and emphasised the colours of the flowers on the table. He looked at the girl. "I'm going away tomorrow." "Yes." "I thought I'd better say goodbye." It was the first time he'd seen her since the evening, half...

Counter Surveillance

Originally created in 2004, I have edited and hopefully improved this tale. “He seems to be in there a long time,” Edith Ward murmured to Henry, as she hovered near the bathroom door. “Leave him, just settling in and a bit nervous dear. He’s been into town and got some things, since he arrived this morning, just finding his way round.” “Hmm. He did look a bit peeky when he came back. Wonder if he’s OK, not ill or something. But he has stayed with us before,” she whispered, standing near the...

Linda Shakes Up the Rest Home

Linda Lovelaw didn’t seriously consider sixty-five to be “old” in the truest generic sense of the word. She was only a short month past her sixty-fifth birthday, when she was informed by her sometimes difficult eldest son that the family, along with the family’s attorney, had decided the best place for her now was in the Shady Arms Assisted Living Facility in a recovered-from-farmland community of frenzied recent development. A short drive to check it out left her with a sense of being shifted...

Second Chances

Steve had been trucking for eight years now. He started relatively late in life at 45 years of age. He was now 53 and relished every day of his life. He loved his life on the road. Every day brought new experiences and new country-side. He was seeing the USA as few people ever did. Life from the driver's seat of a big rig allowed Steve to see the real America. Yes he was able to stop and visit all the sites we've all heard about, from Venice Beach to Vegas to Wrigley Field to the Twin Tower...

The Lady and the Drifter

The Night Before: Jason Gold was just a little drunk, broke (although he did not know it yet) and still savored the sweet taste of victory. His left eye had begun to swell and discolor and his fly was open. He lost his shirt, had it ripped off his back, in a fight against two of the Venice locals who mistakenly thought the pale skinned, mild looking stranger would be easy pickings. It was their last mistake of the evening. Full of beer courage, they followed Jase out on the beach where he left...

Secrets of the Peddler s Daughter

Madison cursed to herself softly. She hated the walk from the parking lot to the shop. It was a short walk, but she had to go past a number of trash containers full of spoiling watermelons, cantaloupe and grapes. The Vietnamese who had a shop nearby made things unpleasant for the rest of them. On the other hand, a lot of people who came for the cheap vegetables and fruit invariably stopped out of curiosity to visit her store as well. The City Market had been good to her, her parents and her...

Pirate

Keith Jones – Pirate Fooks – Gunnery Terry Brakston - mate Micky Folliger – new mate Big George - crew Monique Debeer – governess (30+) Madrigal – brown hair eldest sister (19) Melissa – light brown hair second sister (17) Angela – blonde third sister (15) April – light black maid (17) May – flat and black haired maid (17) June – brown haired (17) Augusta – pale hair( 39) Zanubia – pale straw hair (25) Nell – cook Bill Non-mad Bill to distinguish him – handiman and husband to Nell The ship...

Visiting the Foreign Guest

A sequel to Entertaining a Foreign Guest This is a sequel to 'Entertaining a Foreign Guest' and will make more sense if it is read after the initial story. It has been written at the request of a few fans, although the result might not necessarily be how some of them might have envisaged. "Guess what, Grant" an excited Jan asked me as I came through the front door at the end of a busy day at work. Kissing my wife first and then our two young children, I asked tiredly "can't, so why...

Down Deep in the Mud and Grime

Chapter 1 Angela was one of those perfectly behaved little girls who often grow up to be surprisingly polite and extremely submissive to the demands of any male in a position of authority. It could have been attributable to her relationship with the ultra-dignified close companion to her mother, who supervised her every movement ever since her sainted mother's passing shortly after her 18th birthday. Hugh Hennessy was the product of a long line of Hennessy males who had been in the banking...

Off the Bench and Into the Game With a Star Player

I’m Mariss Foley and my older sister is Merritt. I’m 19 and Merritt is 20, but everyone thinks we are twins, we look that much alike. I would not be bragging to say we are “hot”. We both have nice bodies and light brown hair, with pleasant faces. We both resemble younger versions of our Mother, who recognized early on, that her daughters were going to be sought after. As I approached my 16th birthday she took us both aside and said she had something uncomfortable to do, she wanted to give us...

A Vampire s Tale

Sit down. Please, stay a while by my fire. I have a story to tell you. A story that takes place a long time ago. It all began on the day I died. Even after all these years, I remember that day like it was yesterday. The sun rose that morning over the ocean, just like it always has. I was already at the docks; I watched the first rays breech the horizon and turn the black water gold. All day I worked and sweated on those docks, and by the time I had finished, the sun sank red behind the...

Sydnee and Dean

As soon as he realized they were unaccompanied by males, Dean Hubbell moved in on the two oriental girls strolling in the sand just off the boardwalk at Credence Key. They became friendly from the moment he opened his cooler and offered them each a Budweiser. He seemed to make better progress with the one named Sydnee, which was fine with him. Her girlfriend, whose name he’d already forgotten had purplish hair and a ring through her left nostril. Both girls had pierced tongues, which didn’t...

Opening Arguments

F. Scott Fitzgerald once said ""The test of a first-rate intelligence is the ability to hold two opposing ideas in mind at the same time and still retain the ability to function..." The eternal argument about open vs closed marriage; about sharing vs exclusivity is one where I honestly can see both sides. I'm no genius; my wife - and every one else - is very clear about that – but here's a little diatribe about this anyway. Edited by my good friend NoneTheWiser, who has a habit of...

Judas Tree

I used to think that I was an angel. I awoke under a Cercis tree in early spring, and I sat there for a long while, unconcerned about worldly things. It never dawned on me to wonder how long I had been there. Some men take a lifetime to arrive in that place, sitting beneath a tree, with no earthly desires. I only knew that I had started there. I became a guest of an elderly man who had many animals and many possessions. His name was Hillel. He told me all about his blessings. I didn't...

Accountancy Is Fun

It all came about through accountancy, that seemingly innocuous trade. The trade was not as innocuous as everyone tended to assume. It was a lake of shark-infested financial waters. If there is one way to hide your theft, your financial misdeeds, it is by persuading the business' digital account books to show that nothing is missing. That is one of the joys of being an accountant: you can hide things within the figures; hide anything you want. The figures do not lie; they merely disguise the...

Southern Matings

In certain regions, mating traditionally interweaves. Below: the main characters. Papa - Mama Lawrence - Me, Abby Jesse - Francine Clay - Cassie Titus - Nelba Book Of course I’d seen black penises when we’d pass the negra boys swimming in the river, whooping and swinging from the rope. They’d avert looking our way as if we were the naked ones, but they tend to look away in any case. “They’re from the jungle,” explained Mama. I supposed their origin to account for something, but noted...

Los Angeles Shopping Experience

Stuart Thomas looked out his window. The sun was bright so he had to squint a little. The LA smog hung like an ugly and unwanted chandelier. He hated LA. He couldn't understand what people saw in this place. It was too crowded, too polluted, too many stuck-up women. He'd been here for two years which was one year too many. His firm promised him that after one year he'd have his pick of offices. He chose San Diego with its beautiful beaches and close proximity to Baja. When the time came for...

Same Route 50 Years Later

Part One “Look what I’ve got,” giggled Bron, Always the quickest of the two in spotting, noticing, thinking, doing and acting on things. Triumphantly she held up a noisily sealed package and tossing them to Tina, who caught them deftly. “Gosh well done, Paper knickers, I’d forgotten about those” Tina snickered reading the blurb on the plastic and keeping the surprise package out of sight of several people around. “One size, fifty in there, that’s enough, we’ll divide them later. Cyril...

Penthesilea

There had been a battle in the sea. I could see the Ottoman and the Imperial flags. The Turks were vanquished. The next morning there were bodies and pieces of wood along the shore. And one survivor. A young man. I fed him some watered wine. When the sun neared its height, the power of Apollo enabled me to get him to my grotto. "I am Stavros. To whom do I owe my life?" "I am Penthesilea." "Am I dead? Am I mazed?" "You live. Yet you may be confused. Why was a Greek among the...

Stories I Share With My Friends

Break-in “Did you hear that?” My wife poked me in the ribs with her elbow. “Was that the back door?” I sat up in bed and looked over at the bedside clock. It was 10:50 PM on a Saturday night and I had to be up at a quarter after five if I was going to make it to the pre-alert briefing on time. I was a USAF Missile Combat Crew Commander in the Titan ICBM system, stationed at Davis-Monthan AFB outside Tucson, AZ. Alerts were 24 hours long and sleep while on duty was sporadic at best. I needed...

The Peddler s Daughter

Madison cursed to herself softly. She hated the walk from the parking lot to the shop. It was a short walk, but she had to go past a number of trash containers full of spoiling watermelons, cantaloupe and grapes. The Vietnamese who had a shop nearby made things unpleasant for the rest of them. On the other hand, a lot of people who came for the cheap vegetables and fruit invariably stopped out of curiosity to visit her store as well. The City Market had been good to her, her parents and her...

Helping Hubby Out

The basis of this story was taken from Shani 34 on Storiesonline.net. I emailed her to compliment her on the story but listed some of the things I didn’t care for and some suggestions for a revised re-submission. I never ever heard back from her one way or another. The better part of a couple of years has passed. I also have been busy with summer activities. A tree fell on our house. I’ve been in the hospital. Ventura Fires, etc. I am attempting to use the general idea of her story to create a...

Jenny s Nightmare Continues

Jennifer Marie Jenkins' heart was in her throat when the jets reversed their thrust and the wheels of the 4-propeller jet hit the runway. It seemed to summarize the way her week had gone. She had intercepted a confusing text message from her husband, Doctor Conrad Jenkins, who had gone to Liberia to help treat people in the Ebola crisis. He had flown to Monrovia, where he had been helping to diagnose patients and send them to other hospitals. Jenny had seen something in her phone, a text...

Don t Diss the Chef

Sarah Bell was wondering how she had gotten to this point in her life. How could she be so miserable? And worse, she knew it was all her own fault. Sarah had made her own bed, so to speak, and now she was sleeping in it. Alone. And THAT was a large part of her problem. She shivered from the cold — standing outside on the pier at night in Malibu was cold in February. Even for California! "Brenda," she asked her friend from work who had dragged her out for the evening, "Remind me why we are...

Queer

Kevin transferred to our school from California in the Venice/Santa Monica area. The first thing I noticed about him was how he had those chiseled good looks that made me think of Keanu Reeves a lot. He was more buffed than most of the guys in our school and filled the tee shirt well enough that you just knew he was the guy you wanted on your team. He had the muscles of a light heavy weight wrestler or a dedicated swimmer. Not that our guys were a bunch of pantywaists. I mean, in a town like...

A Well Lived Life 2 Book 5 MichelleChapter 10 Journey

August 2, 1991, New York City, New York “Steve!” I heard as I came out into the arrival hall at LaGuardia Airport at 5:00pm. I saw a well-tanned blonde girl waving and to my shock, realized it was Lyudmila. She looked every bit of what I thought a ‘California Surfer Chick’ would look like. Sun-bleached blonde hair, pulled back in a loose ponytail, with stray strands hanging down over her ears; no makeup; a colorful, loose-fitting ‘crop-top’; what appeared to be a bikini rather than a bra,...

The Accidental SpyChapter 2 The Overnight Train to Zagreb

Harry could tell from the expression on his face that Nickolai was not happy to see him waiting outside the garage sitting in the bus stop area. He was not really waiting for a bus and he already knew the next one was not due for more than half an hour. That was the reason he had the stop all to himself with no other passengers to listen in on his conversation. Nickolai was a stocky guy with a face that made one happy to not be in a dark alley alone with him in the middle of the night....

The Accidental SpyChapter 6

When I woke up in the darkened room, I was totally refreshed and had felt a bit re-energized. Olga was still in dreamland and seemed quite comfortable on the large bed with an ancient canopy that looked positively medieval. There was a light blinking on the telephone apparatus on the desk indicating that we had received a call message. I had asked the concierge to hold the calls but just leave the message on the board for me to retrieve. I was familiar with their system which hadn't changed...

The Accidental SpyChapter 7 Closing in for a Kill

Olga had her earphones on listening to some crap punk rock from a rising Swedish group and I was inhaling the scent of the heated Benedictine in my Espresso whilst trying to keep my eyes on two doors and the street outside the café. Fernandina's daughter Sophia was supposed to meet us here according to the message her mother left us at the hotel desk. It seemed like a safe enough place to meet despite the flustered Harold's dire warnings of Russian interests in my affairs. It was early...

The Accidental SpyChapter 8 Cheaper in the Off Season

I watched the lights of Naples recede in the distance and breathed a sigh of relief to be shut of the place. When I saw that city all I could think of was the blood spilled for stupid revenge and honor and the tears in the women's eyes as they followed the hearses down the cobblestone streets. It seemed like every time I came close to the place something bad happened to me. I had been shot, stabbed, robbed, and had my heart broken and not at the same time. My enemies might be gone to their...

A Well Lived Life 2 Book 1 BethanyChapter 53 Two Babies

May 26, 1987, Chicago, Illinois “I suppose that does solve the problem,” Dave said when I told him about Tom. “I’m just surprised he didn’t tell me when I talked to him.” “I guess he wanted to talk to me because it’s my company. Honestly, it’s not our focus and if we had inquiries in that area, I think we should send them to Tom. We need to put as much effort into our main software packages as possible. We have four now, and that’s a tall order with six full-time programmers and two...

The BlondeChapter 2

My big brother David has been my idol ever since I was a kid. Not just because he was eight years older, but because he was the golden boy: All-State in lacrosse at our high school in Ohio, girlfriends galore, and top of his class at MIT, double-majoring in electrical engineering and international relations. I played lacrosse too, but I didn't even crack the starting line-up until senior year. I had only a couple of dates--and one serious girlfriend, Darlene Brouwer, for about two months....

Loosening Up Book 6 SituationsChapter 6 Conversations

A large circle of people sat in a Circle in the aftermath of a superb dinner served by Chef Bobbie – miniature Beef Wellingtons with a natural sauce served with fresh Belgian asparagus. The group had just finished praising the Chef as she sat naked in Aaron’s arms incessantly teasing him by grinding her pussy against his bathing suit covered cock. “Keep that up, Babe, and I’ll have to do something about your forward nature.” “Oh, dear, “ Bobbie feigned with a wrist to her forehead, “I can...

The Newlin s Marcie and MarkChapter 15

After winning a bid to handle the interior design of a Community College being constructed in the nearby city of Chastened, Mark moved there from Sarasota. Several months after moving to Chastened, Mark had met several other influential people from the area, including the mayor and other leading political figures. Through them, Mark, now 27, had found an abundance of work, as the smallish coastal city was undergoing a major growth spurt; and his new office—although small by most...

Rick s RevengeChapter 6

Donna mentioned the tourist woman said European trains always leave on time, right down to the second. We boarded our train in Ramstein, and as the station clock struck eleven, the train whistle blew, and our trip began. “I only brought jeans in case it turns too cold, otherwise I’ll only wear short skirts and low tops for you.” She kissed me. We were always in contact with each other by holding hands or touching shoulders. It only took about an hour to reach Frankfurt, and once checked...

A Full Moon PhaseChapter 3 In the Colonel s Lair

The only man who ever frightened Maria sat behind his large desk in the Katzekeller office, a large space reconfiguring several rooms once notorious for whores sucking and fucking johns before the big war, the johns having been customers at the bar downstairs and the whores employees of the bar. A couple of other rooms remained used for such business, but were much larger and much more luxurious. His hazel eyes, similar to hers, gazed at her in their usual placid depth which hid the true...

WednesdaysChapter 8 Wednesday Dana

I was crammed into a corner of the booth with Toni, Ned and Fran, when Toni asked, "What do you do for them?" She meant at work. "I'm International Sales Manager. We have a lot of retail customers overseas, mostly in Europe. They're my job. There's not much travel, but some." "You study Marketing in college?" she asked. "What I do is really logistics — distribution, not really Sales. No, I was good old English Lit. When I went to work for them, I was just an assistant in Sales....

Rick s RevengeChapter 8

The usual warm laughter, joking, teasing, and flirting in our loving home and marriage was replaced with a library-like silence and an icy cold atmosphere. We were married but weren’t in a marriage, and I tried to keep busy, avoiding Donna whenever I could. Lisa visited us, and Donna let her show me, quite affectionately, that she had missed me very much. Her high-spirited character was drawn into our gloomy world. She didn’t have to ask Donna, she could tell from our sullen moods, I knew...

A Full Moon PhaseChapter 6 Meeting in a Were Bunker

"What does it mean?" asked Trixie about the flyer for the Courage Players performing The Merchant of Venice in a nearby Black Forest town, Her question went out through the speaker phone to the speaker phone listened to by her comrades in the werewolves' sausage factory building. Still flushed from an orgy that morning wherein she awoke tied to Kat's bed using silk scarves at her wrists and ankles, tortured exquisitely by Kat's long tongue and sharp fingernails and teeth and fucked...

Duty and Duplicity Book 5 of Poacher s ProgressChapter 2 Livorno

It was a sizable flotilla of ships that left Cadiz on the ebb tide, among which I recognised the xebec Bonaventure. Otto was a looking a trifle green, but gave a weak smile when I asked after his health. “Not as bad as I feared, Colonel. I seem to have found my sea legs — my stomach is slightly uneasy, but no more than if I had been out roistering the night before.” I clapped him on the shoulder and joined Captain Montalbano standing alongside the helmsman. The captain was fully occupied in...

A Full Moon PhaseEpilogue

Ten Years Later. "You didn't exactly converse with the gods," said Trixie testily, angrily chopping the cocaine on a mirrored coffee table with a razor blade. "More they commanded you and you had nothing to say back. If you did, I'm sure they'd have ignored it." Kat sighed. Removing her coat, she sat beside her true love and grabbed the chopping hand, holding it still with a power few could resist. Trixie had achieved quite a lot of strength in her ten years as a werecat but hadn't...

Indian SteelChapter 6

Tuk enjoyed the voyage immensely. He had never been on the ocean before, and he enjoyed the smells of the sea, the creak of the vessel's wood and taut ropes, and the cries of the sea birds which followed along behind, hoping for a free handout. John, being a fisherman, was able to catch some fish using silk thread and a wooden 'hook' that was more of a mouth-trap he whittled up. He had learned the old ways of many native cultures during his 'vision quest' days, when he was trying to come...

Claudia s ConditionChapter 13

Claudia’s 6 am alarm woke her and Dan from a sound sleep. He stretched and gazed at his naked lover. “I sure can get used to waking up next to you every morning,” he said, leaning to kiss her. “It’s nice to have company in bed now too,” she smiled. “Have Kim or Tracy ever sleep over?” “Not as often as I’d like,” she smiled, then they took a sensual shower. Dan and Claudia gathered the items and clothes she’d need for her videos and headed for the local drive-through doughnut shop. The boy...

The Adventures of Amanda LustChapter 10 Prepare For Battle

"Damn" She exclaimed, all those good feelings left her in a rush. She slipped on her slacks and pulled them up. Mark helped her on with her tee shirt. "Sweetheart, come on out after you get dressed. I'll go on down and see what in hell is so important." She was unprepared for the large, self-important looking man in his mid forties. "I am Mark's father. I have come to take him home, by force if necessary." "Mister, I don't give a tinker's damn who you are. This is my house. In my...

My Wife LisaChapter 3

Two weeks after our first experience with Per he visited us again. This is the story of the time up to his visit - and that wonderful night. For more than a week after that glorious night with Per my wife Lisa was like a cat on a hot tin roof. I definitely didn't have to remind her that she was not supposed to wear panties or pantyhose and that her arse was supposed to be freely accessible to me. On Monday she was an hour and a half late coming home, and when her car stopped in the driveway...

Duty and Duplicity Book 5 of Poacher s ProgressChapter 18 The Sisterhood

Promptly at sunrise I arrived at the East Gate of Naples old city. From the back of my hired horse I scanned the cluster of mules and men milling around the gate, and one man did indeed stand out from the crowd. As Shadrach had said the man looked less intelligent than the mule he was holding, but it was not just his apparent lack of intelligence that drew my eye to him but also his lack of stature. Although his torso appeared to be of normal size his legs were unnaturally short. His head...

A Well Lived Life 2 Book 7 SakurakoChapter 11 Wake Up Call

October 30, 1993, Chicago, Illinois “They’re all adorable!” Michelle exclaimed when she saw my kids and their friends. “How long do you let them stay at the party?” “Until we finish the costume contest, which is usually around 9:00pm. There’s a category just for the kids. It’s been a bit of an issue between Jesse and Birgit. They compete over that like they do everything else.” “Jesse had a snit last year because Birgit won,” Jennifer added quietly. “Jesse has a snit about ANYTHING where...

Auntie s IslandChapter 1 Something Was Not Right

Hello there. My name is Ann Jackman, and I have been asked by Auntie to put together this little tale for you. I say "put together," because, save for these few opening lines (plus one or two at the end), you will hear no more from me in our saga (at least, directly). Others, at Auntie's behest, have done the writing; and I will act in the role of editor. I've never been an editor. I rather like the idea. It has a literary flare, does it not? Editor. Yes, I like it immensely. (By the way...

Loosening Up Book 9 Fantasies Among the WeedsChapter 7 Holidays A Deal With Some Greeks

The holiday season was a crazy time for everyone in the Circle and for many of the families of Circle members. Somehow, Bobbie and her two sous chefs manage to feed nearly three-hundred people for Thanksgiving. The weather was perfect and the Circle seated people both inside and outside. Everyone eating brought Bobbie, her chefs, and the entire kitchen support teams to tears with our cheering and appreciation for all their hard work and effort to make the holiday meal a perfect occasion for...

Fogbound EncounterChapter 4

It was the night of 12th July 1918 in the Irish Sea. About 50kms southwest of the Isle of Man, U151 'U-Kreuzer Oldenburg' rolled heavily in the rising swell. The waves were starting to break around the forward 150mm-deck gun mount, swirling over the gratings before running off the deck or through the scuppers. The submarine was the largest produced by Germany during the Great War, with the greatest endurance. It was designed first of all to be an undersea gunboat, to be fought principally...

A Boy and his GenieChapter 11

The year was 1470. A young man was walking through the markets on the Ponte Vecchio. His Master had sent him to acquire some more painting supplies, though he often liked to explore the marketplace as he did so, to find things which interested him. "Good morning Leonardo," said the man on one of the market stalls. "How's Andrea doing?" "Quite well, thank you Francesco," Leonardo smiled. "He enjoyed those biscuits your wife made." "I'm glad of it, she enjoyed the portrait he drew...

Ghosts and ShadowsChapter 5 Collateral Damage

At Christmas of 2007, I split my time between Peter and Nicole. LA and New York are big cities, major metropolises, but outside of the definition, I don't think you could find two places on earth more alien to each other. It was invigorating – or at least it had been – visiting both cities in the course of December in past years. New York was often snow, frigid winds, surly cabbies and plays; LA a few days later was 70 degree/shirt sleeve weather, hookers in hot-pants on side streets, and...

A Well Lived Life 2 Book 10 BridgetChapter 14 Piecing Together The Puzzle

September 17, 1996, Chicago, Illinois “Think this is safe?” Stephanie asked as we sat in the back corner of Venice Café. “As safe as any place,” I replied. “It’s noisy, and they play music constantly. How?” “He simply walked out the kitchen door at the prison, got in a truck, and drove away.” “Oh, come on!” “That is the gist, Steve; I’m not kidding. They found someone who is roughly the same height, build, complexion, and hair color, and had him go to work for a company that makes food...

A Well Lived Life 2 Book 10 BridgetChapter 39 What do YOU think

December 8, 1996, Chicago, Illinois “Abbie!” Matthew exclaimed and launched himself into her arms. “Hey!” she laughed, hugging him tightly. “How’s my buddy?” “Great!” he replied, taking her hand and leading her into the house. “I guess I’m chopped liver!” Jason said with a grin. “Nah,” I said, shaking his hand. “We all love you. Matthew just has a special thing with Abbie. The girls are looking forward to seeing Kristina. Why don’t you bring her into the sunroom? I take it you’re all...

Mom s VideoChapter 6

Hi, Mom. Hello, Dear. How was school? It was ok, but I couldn’t think much about anything more than our trip to Germany. Where will we go? What will we do? When will we leave? How long will we stay? Slow down. Slow down. We are still trying to decide all those things. Your father is negotiating with his company to see if we can manage an extended trip or if we have to squeeze into a regular two week US vacation. A US vacation? I thought we were talking about going to Germany. We are. I...

A Well Lived Life 2 Book 10 BridgetChapter 80 Arrest and Extradition

May 18, 1997, Chicago, Illinois “As I said last time, today we’re going to talk about decision making and how to make good decisions. I think we’ll start with what I think has to be the easiest decision with the least controversy - is it ever OK to drive drunk?” “No!” came a chorus from several of the students. “And yet, people do that every day,” I replied. “And they die or kill people because of that bad decision. You have to ask yourself why people would drive drunk; and often it’s...

AssassinChapter 2

Pete, my school friend with the car, asked me what I had planned for the evening. I told him "Nothing" and was promptly included as part of a group meeting together. A group which included Mark and Kyra -- the Pringle twins who just happened to be two of my favourite people. I shared Gym with Mark on Monday afternoons so we hadn't met yet. Kyra was in my Pol. Sci. class but so far she only knew me as "the new guy". I'd seen her looking with the rest though so she didn't object to...

Jokes and GigglesChapter 154

A man met a beautiful lady and he decided he wanted to marry her right away. She said, "But we don't know anything about each other." He said, "That's all right, we'll learn about each other as we go along." So she consented, and they were married, and went on a honeymoon to a very nice resort. So one morning they were lying by the pool, when he got up off of his towel, climbed up to the 10 Meter board and did a two and a half tuck reverse piked with a double twist. This was...

CHARLES CLAIRE KALISTAChapter 43

“Wow, Charles—that’s quite ambitious and crazy, like you said. The minute we touch down, I will do all I can to make that happen. You certainly have been the showman this past year, introducing me, special guests that I sprung on you at the last minute like Idina and adding those fantastic musical routines that include all of your ... harem,” Michael said. “That’s what you pay me the big bucks for Michael,” I said, feeling a pull on my shirtsleeve. It was Claire, who wanted a kiss. Never...

The Preparation of Helena VoutrakisChapter 4 A Corinthian Epistle

By the time that I awoke the following morning, the sun had already risen. A look through the port beside my bunk showed the azure blue of the Ionian Sea. We were, according to the regularly updated position marker on the large map in the ship's lounge, a short way north west of Ithaca, the legendary home of that voyager Odysseus. I was approaching the end of my airship journey. The steam-flight field at Corinth is close to the magnificent Diolkos Cable Transporter. As our dirigible circled...

Bonded and BredChapter 20

It took Iris less than half an hour to get from her apartment to the London hospital where Laurie had told her their father had been taken. She rushed down the corridor to the intensive care, and spotted her sister almost immediately. "Iris!" Laurie flew into her arms and sobbed her heart out, as Iris buried her own emotions and tried instead to comfort her sister. "How is he?" she asked once Laurie seemed to have cried most of her distress out of her system, and was showing signs of...

Haunted by the PastChapter 15

Just before eight o'clock, Agents Charles Richards and Tom Seldon and Assistant Director Peter Woods were getting ready to leave the FBI office in Los Angeles to head to the Richards' residence. Charles suddenly felt a wrenching twist in his gut and heard the sound of his wife Diana's voice screaming his name inside his head. Almost at the exact same moment, the phone at the front desk of the office rang. One of the evening duty personnel answered it. "Agent Richards, it's for you....

Brash the Dragon and the Schrodinger SnareChapter 4

“So, I gotta say,” I said. “This vampire planet is pretty nice.” “Brash, you’re saying that through a hologram projected by a floating skull,” Princess Kira said, leaning forward to look me in the eyes. “Via a cybernetic brain connection while you yourself are buried in a hermetically sealed stasis vault while waiting a death sentence.” “Pff!” I made my tiny holographic representation flip its tail in a very Brashy sort of way. “It’s not a death sentence.” P90, who was also seated at the...

Too Much LoveChapter 49

Max looked around the conference table at the beautiful women who had assembled there at his request and, for the first time, believed that his new role as seneschal might actually be a real thing. Luba really was behaving like she was his personal assistant. Cat Easton had agreed to his calendar request. Jazz Abdul-Stone had come across town to meet with him. When he’d issued the invitations, he’d been ready for Paige to be the only one who showed up and for her to laugh at him. He sat...

Over the Hills and Faraway Book 5 Paying the PiperChapter 34 Greater Love Hath No Man

May Day dawned bright and sunny. Spring had sprung, and I waved Meg and Mo off from my apartment on a glistening morning after a fun filled night of fornication with the pair. We had attended a corporate hospitality event the day before which had finished earlier than anticipated. I dropped the other girls off at their flats, and brought Megan and Maureen back to Iver. It was Mo's birthday, so I treated her and Meg to a dinner at the Trattoria di Stephano, before taking the pair back to mine...

RetributionChapter 13 Loose Ends

Wake up everybody! We have to get ready for Cindy’s breakfast meeting, Linda shouted. Come on, we’re late already! Mouse groaned and rolled over. Can’t we just stay here and let you go to the meeting? Ret whispered, They’re already downstairs in the restaurant. Cindy, Fred, Mike, Diane and some new girl named Joyce. Okay then, we have to hurry. Let’s drain the bladder and go. Shower time after the meeting, Linda said. I’ll go along, but I may fall asleep during breakfast, whispered...

Antelope FreewayChapter 56

Time: January 2, 204894 3:17 PM local time outside the Nebraska channel, 4 hours, 17 minutes after injection. A lot can happen in 200,000 years. Nebraska used to be famous for its cornfields, but the area around the channel entrance was now a deep forest. After A'moth dropped us off, Jim and I spent some time hiking around a bit until I nailed the exact location of the entrance. The trick is to probe lightly. Too deep a mind-presence in the channel and I'd slide down without being able to...

Broken AngelChapter 1 The Broken Angel

Friday: Twenty-five miles due west of Venice, California, a naked woman sunned herself. Dana Featherstone lounged on the deck of her custom built forty-foot cabin cruiser. The fact was it had been custom built for someone else was immaterial to her. All she cared about was it had been custom built and it belonged to her. She lay on her back, baking her well-oiled body in the hot sun. The radio was set to an oldies station and she hummed along to the music as she slowly rolled over and over...

Always Finding TroubleChapter 47

I woke with a start, hearing the TV announcer say "Good morning, it's a wonderful Wednesday morning." The clock said five o'clock, so I had the choice of sleeping another hour or getting going. I got up and called the desk to see if I could get into the pool this early. The desk clerk said, "The gym is open and there are two lap pools in there. Would that do?" I went to the gym and rode the bike, used the treadmill, then used the free weights for twenty minutes. When I was done with...

DesiderataChapter 20

Isobel and Gerry spent the three days of Christmas with his parents. Libby Williams was conducting a forty strong choir singing carols at the village hall during the afternoon of Christmas Eve. Hermoine and Bruno had been dragooned into it. Court's father played the piano. The majority of the choir went to midnight mass that night so pleased were they with their singing. It was a rousing service. On Christmas Day the Crown was open for drinks and snacks closing after the Queen's Speech. It...

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