He always felt sleepy on the train home from work. The hour-long journey always seemed to rock him into slumber. He noted that this especially happened when an older lady, maybe in her 50’s, began using the train. He was transfixed by her elegance and poise. And when he heard her speak in assured tones with that delightful, quiet, maternal burr that older women get, he was blown away. Even though he was only in his early 20’s, he knew he could never resist the power such mature women held over him. He was well aware that most people would find his attraction unconventional at best. In no way did this lessen its irresistible influence on him. The possibility of public disapproval or outright, outspoken ridicule did compel him to conceal his burning desire. Read more…
Tag: Satin
- Author name:
- Satintrancer
- Publish date:
- June 19th, 2013
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He was nervous and late. He had just been out for his regular run. Then he realised that today was his first ballroom lesson at the “Trancing dancing” studio. He never could work out that title. Neither could he quite grasp why his instructor was called “Madamme Morphia”. Maybe today he was about to find out.
He rang the bell and the automatic door buzzed as he went in. He followed the signs to the studio. His curiosity was aroused to learn why some read “Don’t get too tired now”. Read more…
- Author name:
- Satintrancer
- Publish date:
- June 11th, 2013
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“Wake up sleeping beauty!” she said.
He quickly pulled his head from the velvet cushion on the large sofa and rubbed his eyes. His fellow fan of film noir and vintage horror sat across from him in what he knew to be the Magic Lantern Club. He knew all about this classic cinema palace even though he had never been there. She had booked it and promised to take him. He must have dozed off . He dimly remembered a chauffeured limo drive , some movement, and again-sleep.
“Got some work to do with these, hon. Celluloid surprises that have probably done the rounds of every flea-pit and grind-house in the land. They’re all digitally remastered onto DVD. And we get to categorize all of em!”
He groaned. Read more…
- Author name:
- Satintrancer
- Publish date:
- June 4th, 2013
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As a student he was certainly not rich. When he took the glossy card from the striking looking lady in shades though it was more curiosity that made him go along.
EMERALD EYES SLEEP RESEARCH CENTER
Director Lady Mesmer
Good rates paid for participants in our Sleep Research Program
Males under 25 especially welcome. Read more…
- Author name:
- Satintrancer
- Publish date:
- June 4th, 2013
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He was taking his time getting used to the States. The opportunity that his company had offered of exchanging with another staff member was truly amazing–especially for one so young. But as exciting as it all was, he was taking his time acclimatizing–especially to the different words used by Americans for things. An aubergine was an “Eggplant” Lifts were “Elevators” A CV was a “Résumé” a mobile phone a “Cell phone” Text Messages were “SMS”. Read more…
