The phone rang. When i picked it up i was told by the sexy voice “The Restaurant Next to Vacation Village. Reservation under your name. 7pm. Be there!” i was perplexed, i thought that i had recognized the voice from some of the files that i had downloaded off of the internet, but i never use my real name so how could that be? i thought that someone was playing a joke. It was probably one of my buddies that wanted to go to a strip club next to some place called Vacation Village. i thought “i’ll show them. i just won’t show up”. Read more…
Tag: Obey
- Author name:
- Unknown Author
- Publish date:
- June 11th, 2013
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I had decided that I would schedule my upcoming trip to Asia on an airline that didn’t have an American flag painted on the side of the plane—what with all the terrorist attacks and other crap going on. In fact, I booked my flight on an Asian airline that I knew almost nothing about.
When I arrived at LAX I was pleasantly surprised to see a shiny new Boeing B-747-400 — the kind with the first class seats all located in that upper-deck “bubble.” As I climbed the stairs I saw that I was the only person booked into first class and I settled into my seat. I decided to sit in the seat opposite the jump seat that the flight attendant sits in for takeoffs and landings and when she sat down for the takeoff I was very, very happy I had chosen this airline and this seat! “Oh my god! . . . Wow! . . . This could be the most memorable flight of my poor, sex-starved life . . . just for the takeoff alone!” I thought to myself. Read more…
- Author name:
- Slave Pinky
- Publish date:
- June 11th, 2013
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PART 3: THE RESOLUTION
Jillian picked up the phone and dialed the number her husband had
given her. The number was that of his Mistress Marquesa.
She had to talk, to find out what was going on with her husband, to
see why her world was suddenly turning upside down. She was nervous, and
didn’t know what she wanted to say. Nor did she know what to expect. Read more…
- Author name:
- Unknown Author
- Publish date:
- May 30th, 2013
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“It was a dark and stormy night. The rain pelted the windshield like banshees on a mission from hell.”
“Will you please shut the fuck up? This would never had happened if you didn’t have to take the scenic, back road route to nowhere, you idiot!”
I looked into my wife’s contemptuous eyes and clicked off the headlights of the car. Then I made a face at her in the darkness, knowing she couldn’t see. I couldn’t recall the last time she had a sense of humor, if indeed she ever did. Read more…
- Author name:
- Emerald Eyes
- Publish date:
- May 28th, 2013
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You’ve heard the show . . . it’s on one of those radio satellite networks that links radio stations across the country. His is a morning show and he is known for his guests who are usually strippers and radio hangers-on and such. You know him . . . he’s Herb Stringer.
To introduce the show to his new Los Angeles outlet, the network moved his show to their studios for the week. Cowie Herd, his female sidekick, and Jermain, the jerk dude-they all were there. Along with the assortment of entertainment types-out-of-work actors, dancers and singers-Herb had invited the Marquesa to be a guest on his show. Read more…
