How It All Began Ch.04

The sounds of car tyres on shingle pebbles roused Jack from his slumber. Fay gave Jack a small nudge, “Wake up sleepy head.” The car approached the brow of the hill and through his drowsy eyes, Ottershaw Manor loomed large in front of him. There was Gothic, mock-Gothic and many variants of in-between, impressive in dark grey granite,…

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Who is she? – Part One

Living in upstate New York, working in the city, subways are a transportation necessity. As usual, it was packed like a sardine can. I had already given my seat to an older lady, so on my feet I stood. 9 th Street, the next stop, was always crowded. Those of us standing did the back…

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Age Equals Experience

It seems pretty rare these days when a house in our neighborhood sells quickly once it’s put on the market. My husband an I have even seen some homes, priced at what seems to us very reasonable prices, hang around for months and months and months with no offers and little activity. Then, the home…

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Being Hers

“Domina,” the name rolled off Lauren’s tongue so easily even though she was asleep. Lauren spent many nights under her mistress’ command. She mumbled, screamed, and whispered the name of the only woman to whom she surrendered all. Her heated body was tense, her muscles bunched, they burned and then finally they released themselves in…

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The Summer Boy, Part 6

“I’m going to have to document this, you know,” Olivia said. Adam gave her a contrite nod. “Yes, I understand. Absolutement.” “It’s paperwork. I hate paperwork.” “Sorry ‘bout that, Olivia.” “Look, half the staff are apparently sick today but at least they had the decency to call in, right? It’s called responsibility. And you were…

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The Summer Boy Part 4

Adam arrived at the community center, gliding his bike to the racks. He felt strangely energized today without being quite sure why. There was no cocky smirk on his face or giddy boyish excitement racing through his gut. There was just an unfamiliar confidence. There was a very good chance that the moment he walked…

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The Summer Boy, Part 3

Lynn stretched her arms over her head, pressing her palms flat against the wall tiles of the shower room. Head down, she leaned forward, stretching the tense, aching muscles in her shoulders and back and neck. The hot water sprayed all over her, massaging her, rolling down her skin in steady, streaming rivulets. Eyes closed,…

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