The trees streamed past, mile after interstate mile. Alan Ross had stopped paying attention. He just stared out the window of the bus. It was far from luxurious and it was slow, but it had the advantage of being cheap and that was what mattered. He had spent the last dollar in his pocket on a package of stale vending machine crackers at the last stop. Now his stomach was growling again. It didn’t matter of course. He was almost there. Read more…
- Author name:
- Alan R
- Publish date:
- May 23rd, 2014
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“Can you help me?”
It was a question Marquesa was very accustomed to. As an attorney, she handled only a single field: divorce. She had elected to narrow her practice further still, taking only female clients. Even then, she only agreed to represent a small fraction of those who came to her desperately seeking her assistance. It wasn’t the woman’s particular reasons for divorce that concerned her especially. It was neither here nor there whether her husband was an inconsiderate oaf or a serial philanderer. She was unconcerned about who was in the right and who was not. Ultimately, only one thing really mattered… Was he rich? Read more…
- Author name:
- pawnofMarquesa
- Publish date:
- May 16th, 2014
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Swami Kamiprajna settled himself onto his devotional cushion, anticipating the arrival of his new disciple. She had been coming to hear his teachings for several weeks now, and she showed all the signs that she was ready. She followed his every word with rapt attention, and looked at him with wide, glistening eyes through the chanting service when his lecture was concluded.
Last week, at the conclusion of his talk about “watering the flower of wisdom within,” she had worked up the courage to pose a question. “Is it possible,” she had asked breathlessly, seemingly overcome by awe, “for me…I mean for someone…to overcome sensual desire?” That was when he knew that he could summon her for a private “interview”. Read more…
- Author name:
- Hypnodelica
- Publish date:
- May 3rd, 2014
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As he opened the brown cardboard envelope he felt a little shudder of excitement, this could be the package he’d been waiting for all these weeks, he tore the flap carefully & reached inside…..his hand pulled out a small ziplock bag a handwritten note & an unexpected surprise – a CD, The note was short & to the point -‘play this CD now & do not touch the other item until i instruct you to do so’
He took the bag & the CD & all but ran into the bedroom nearly tripping over the lead from his stereo as he went, he quickly shed his clothes & lay down on the bed noticing with relish the feel of the velvet sheets against his now naked skin. Reaching over he took the CD & slipped it into the deck, covered his ears with his headphones & pushed the play button….the sound of soft ethereal music soon filled his ears & soothed his eager mind ….then her voice began to speak to him….. Read more…
- Author name:
- pawnofMarquesa
- Publish date:
- April 25th, 2014
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To Be Opened By the LAPD Only in Case of My Demise
She walked into my office like trouble on legs. I had seen her many times before, but never in person. Having her in the same room with me gave me a strange feeling…warm and harsh all at once, like the rush of a first shot of bourbon. She arrayed herself in my client chair like it was a throne, pointing her irresistible legs at me as if daring me to look away. Read more…
