She had an infectious grin; that was the first thing. Impish; it kind of reminded me of Jack Nicholson. But there the resemblance stopped. She was petite, about 5'3, damned if she was over 105 pounds. Dark hair cut to frame her face. Small, swimmer's body. She had a six-pack (she showed me). Deep brown eyes. It was hard to see her as a girl because of the gender-neutral hats, t-shirts and khaki pants we had to wear at the...

Elise smoothed down her skirt and checked her reflection in her mirror for the tenth time, as the train pulled into the bustling station. She could hardly believe this was about to happen now, after six months of waiting. Finally, finally, she was going to meet the man she had been fantasizing about every night for the last half a year. It had started back in March. Both regular visitors to an on line chat room, one day t...

If we had just one night together... The first thing I'd do is give you a sponge bath. I'd slowly undress you before letting you get into the water. I'd lift your nightgown over your head, letting my hands slowly brush their way up your body, caressing your sides and running over your breasts as they did so. Next, I'd stand in front of you and reach around to your back to unhook your bra. Of course, I'd have to press my f...

We are both working late one Friday night. I step outside my office and am surprised to see you there. “Hi Nana,” I say, “What is such an attractive young girl doing here so late on a Friday night.” You reply that you have a report due by Monday and didn’t want to work on Saturday or Sunday. Except for the two of us the office is completely empty. I am about ready to resume my work when you ask if I am any good at giving...