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Why I Love A Hotel Bar

An adventurous junior legal beagle gets a shopping spree and more from a wealthy older man.

It was a long day of "Yes ma'am, no ma'am" on the stand regarding the minutiae of evidence I had been in charge of collecting for the team. Kind of pointless if you can just read the report. But for legal reasons by credibility is demonstrated and I answe...

A Tease Too Far Part One

Liz always gets what she wants, one way or another

The rising sun cast orange-red tendrils probing through the window, casting prism-like hues over the perfectly immaculate walls of my well-planned boudoir. The satiny comforter, still pristine and even, draped over our bodies, still perfectly in place. Th...

Wrinkles...Part 1

Is there anything Desi will not do for a magic wrinkle cream?

Desi never imagined there would come a day when she would have to make such a foolhardy decision. She shivered in disgust as she knelt at the feet of the ugly gnome-like man standing in front of her. She wanted to believe he was telling the truth, that hi...

One White Hen, Two Black Cocks

Spoiled rich girl fulfills a dark fantasy.

“What is it, Marta?” Mrs. Livingston was asking the maid. “I don’t know,” the maid answered. “I thought I heard something.” There was a small glow in the room from the dimmed lights. The women were standing there by the bedroom door, looking in at Henriet...

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The Gigolo Chronicles, Part 1 - Katherine

Katherine was a favorite client and I always enjoyed our times together!

My name is Tony Harris – or at least that is the name I go by in my work. You see, I am a gigolo by trade and since what I do runs contrary to what is acceptable behavior in some people's eyes, I have had to adopt a "nom de guerre" or alias, which I use f...

Reawakening Rebecca

Does the rich client hold the key to Rebecca’s future?

The woman stared up from the recliner at the study's ceiling tiles, their geometry an irritating counterpoint to the tumbling thoughts beneath her silver bob. Consternation creased her exquisitely manicured eyebrows. "Surely one should not behave in such...