SITTING IN THE PRINCIPAL’S OFFICE, YOU REALIZE THAT THIS TIME
THE HEAT IS “REALLY” ON… Read more…
SITTING IN THE PRINCIPAL’S OFFICE, YOU REALIZE THAT THIS TIME
THE HEAT IS “REALLY” ON… Read more…
Chapter One
Goddess Marquesa had agreed to meet her date for the evening at the new cigar bar in town. Although he did not really go for smokers as a rule of thumb, he had reluctantly decided to meet Goddess Marquesa there because he liked her a lot and found her extremely attractive. It was Goddess Marquesa’s piercing emerald green eyes that had his head in a spin when they met at the office party where he worked as an assistant executive officer. Goddess had been invited, at her request, by one of her many hypnotized slut slaves. Read more…
As he drove to her house Jason was a little depressed. It had been a long week at work, and the last thing he felt like, was going to a baby shower. In fact he hated the idea. Still, there wasn’t anything he wouldn’t endure for Mia. In the one month that they had known each other, she had become the most important person in his life. He found himself almost dependent on her. An hour couldn’t pass without thinking about her, and a day couldn’t pass without hearing her voice. Ahh! That voice that was candy for the ears. Rich melodic tones that seemed to just wrap themselves around you like a lover’s embrace. Whatever her wish was, he would see to it. Read more…
Goddess Marquesa [pronounced “Mar-key-sa” in line with a carefully reasoned rationale] looked breathtakingly alluring.
She surveyed herself critically in the mirror. The beautiful woman in the mirror stared back at her. The face was perfect, as it always had been. It was a beautiful face. Feminine. Naturally. But with that special element of the eternal female. Warm. Soft. Alluring. Possessing wisdom & character. A compelling face. Good bones – she thanked her genes for the bones. As every woman knows, having good bones – the brow, cheeks, good jaw – means always retaining a youthful look – not a young girl. Like a full bodied red wine – or a rose. Just approaching its absolute peak of perfection. After all, she wasn’t 20 any longer – thank goodness. But she sure as hell looked pretty good. Her bewitching emerald eyes, artfully made-up, were steady – intelligent, bright with the hint of a sparkle – or maybe a glint? Her generous mouth, flawlessly painted ruby-red lips, was in a state of natural repose, with the hint of a smile – a secret smile of amusement. ‘La Giaconda’ perhaps? Perhaps. Hmmm. Read more…
I sat in the darkness pondering my experiences of the last few months. I never would have dreamed that I would find myself in this situation and yet I loved this plight. No, it was stronger than that; I actually cherished my current life situation.
It seemed to have all started so innocently and what seemed like so long ago. Read more…
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