As Jon sat in his lawyers office, with lovely Michelle Yin and his new lawyer, Susie Chan, seated at the table in front of him (why were THEY sitting together?) ,he signed each and every contract they gave him. Power of Attorney, transfer of property, will, they all started to blend into each other as he wrote his name, and placed his initials on endless copies of an infinite number of documents. Occasionally his mind wandered to the peculiar set of circumstances that had him here, transferring all his worldly possessions to a woman he had known for less than a month. A person who, less than 30 days ago, was just to him a set of photos in one of those free internet clubs. He had stumbled across the site accidentally while surfing for porn ( he WAS a guy– remember?) and was intrigued by the club name, dripping with Fem-Dom/Hypno-Erotic meaning to a man who craved for just that kind of alternative to a “vanilla” sexual encounter. Read more…
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- May 10th, 2013
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Dr. & Dr. Jones were sociologists……. perhaps that needs explaining.
Dr. Josephine Jones was a Ph.D. in sociology from a prestigious Eastern university. Four years ago, she married Dr. William Jones, a prominent archeologist and explorer. Their backgrounds were similar, but that wasn’t enough to keep William from playing around with his students. This was an embarrassment to Josephine ( her friends called her Jo) because they taught at the same university, and EVERYONE knew how William disrespected Jo by his treatment of her. Read more…
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I am amazed at what has happened to me in the last week. I remember clearly what has happened but why and how are still a confused jumble.
I must commit these memories to writing-I don’t ever want to forget-and, just maybe, I will someday understand it all. In any event I pray this adventure never ends . . .
Friday morning I boarded the flight from Los Angeles. I had booked a seat in the First Class section and had the luck-I then thought-to be seated next to the most beautiful Asian woman I had ever seen. She was petite,five-one or so, even in her black high-heeled shoes. She was the sort of woman you noticed from the ground up: shapely legs encased in shiny, sexy black nylons; a short black skirt, flaring slightly at the top of her well-formed thighs. She had narrow hips, a flat stomach and tantalizingly well-formed breasts pushed into one of those “lift and separate” bras to form pronounced, sexy mounds. Her black knit blouse was tight and cut very low. Her long hair was a lustrous black as it cascaded down her back. Read more…
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Krystal Mesmer was visiting her money.
Or more correctly she was at her bank transferring funds from one account to another to maximize interest earnings in these difficult times.
As she sat in the office of her assigned private banker discussing the
attributes of the various accounts she saw, through the glass walled
office a young woman, sitting in a chair crying. She excused herself and walked to the young woman and sat beside her, comforting the tearful woman.
“What’s wrong?” the emerald eyed hypnotist inquired of the sad faced
brunette.
