The arena polo match was deep into the fourth chukka, and they were losing by a goal, but Helen had a clear shot. She swung her mallet. "Damn!" she shouted when the ball sliced off to bang loudly on the wooden boards surrounding the polo arena. It was onl...
The Erotic Trade Show Part Two After the ordeal on the Discipliner, and the talking to by Samantha, the remainder of the first day at the show was occupied largely by wandering from exhibit to shop to demonstration, collecting and blagging as many free sa...
Bobbi shook her chestnut hair loose from the loose bun she wore during work hours before leaving and locking up. Outside the coffee shop, the air felt heavy, oppressive. Ominous black nimbuses blanketed the sky across the horizon blotting out the sinking...
