Peter had always been a photography buff, even in high school. Now he was trying to make a living from behind his camera. He did well enough to keep the lights and heat on most of the time but he always dreamed of becoming a "real professional photographer" one day. Then a fashion show came to town and he went there to see what he could shoot and maybe make a buck or two...
In early 2015, I was working as a traveler. This frequently put me on aircraft. When you are waiting for your connecting flight, and your laptop batteries have long since given up the ghost, well, you people watch. One woman caught my eye, on one flight, and this is the fantasy story of our fantasy liaison. Remember, everybody! It's a fantasy!
This is the story of how my sister and I cooked up a way for us to make a lot of money while still in high school. I pretended to be her sex slave as a selling point to the other girls in the school who were afraid of being intimidated by boys. As her sex slave, I would be assumed to be harmless and a safe first-time sex partner. Our business grew to be a major business in the city, and this is the story of how that happened. 13 chapters. Much sex.
This Air Force SSgt leaves her love for a new duty assignment. When she returns to reclaim him, she's met with a surprise that breaks her heart. She returns to her duty station, and eventually finds love again but is faced with difficulties having a child. Later, she is met with some earth-shattering news. She's later faced with betrayal from the people she loves the most. She leaves for a trip to Cancun and has a little fun of her own. That fun turns into something more. Her family wonders if s
Michael was sent from Corporate Office to get a satellite office back in order and earning money again. When he arrived he found his secretary was more than helpful in making him feel at home!
I stood and walked the short distance over to the older woman. Bending down I inquired in a low whisper if her young companion was an exhibitionist, a submissive, or a slave in training. The older woman smiled and with a finger motioned her companion to unbutton the top button of the silvery satin dress. In doing so the girl exposed a silver choker that was standing in for a true slave collar. The older woman explained her companion was in training and had not yet committed to full slave.
These are memories of my 45 years working in the Electric Power Field. Mostly as an Electric Journeyman Lineman climbing and building power lines across America. Traveling Linemen were called "Tramps". Many of my expressions, terms, tool names and actions are used only in the Lineman Trade. I will try to explain them as I go and try not to interrupt the stories. (Which, by the way, are mostly true)