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The Bookshop, Part 2

The training continues. Two steps forward, one step back.

Chapter 4 Amanda’s eyes were closed and she was trying to get her breathing back under control, the memory of Nick’s hands on her bum lingering in her skin. Knees weak, she found that she was taking most of her weight on her elbows, planted still on the d...

The Education And Corruption Of Joseph Potter Chapter Eight: The Weekend Pt 3

Joseph discovers that in this secret world of the privileged, money can buy anything or anybody

Sunday morning   My dad always called my mother a witch. You see, she has this sixth sense, ‘a feeling,’ she calls it. She instinctively knows when something, normally bad, is going to happen, and that is what I was experiencing at that moment. It was a k...

Schooled

She cupped the fullness of her breasts, lifting them up, a tantalizing landmine of an offering.

The last days of spring semester were impossible to manage. Between grading final essays and exams, delivering lectures and setting up a curriculum for the summer students, the able-bodied members of the faculty were tortured by a constant parade of fresh...

Scandal

A daring news-stand story rocks the Administration and has everyone asking questions

“Yes Nina,” I nod across the multitude of voices, microphones and cameras thrust in my direction. The final question section at the end of any Oval Office briefing were always a law unto themselves. Imagine a wild pack of animals clambering for the merest...

The Education And Corruption Of Joseph Potter Chapter Seven: The Weekend Pt 2

As Nick is inducted into the fellowship, he is forced to watch his wife’s very public submittance

Late evening The soft lapping of the water against the side of the boat and the rhythmic putt putt of the motor were failing to be a calming influence as I fought against the waves of claustrophobia.  I’m not sure exactly how long we had been on the boat,...

The Love Of My Life.

I had decided on the ultimate gift of love.

I met Linda at Cambridge University during my first month as an undergraduate. We were both on the same course, which was business studies and economics. We had practically nothing in common, yet there was a most welcoming feeling from her of warmth and f...

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My Uncle Edward Part 2

My Uncle Edward was much more to me than he really should have been.

When I was seventeen, I received notification that I had been accepted by Oxford University for a three-year degree course in Business Studies and Economics. This meant that I had less than one year left on Edward's estate. Edward had recently got a new d...

My Uncle Edward

My Uncle Edward was much more to me than he really should have been.

My Uncle Edward made his fortune from the gold mines that he owned in South Africa. He was smart enough to sell out when the gold price was at its peak. He invested some of the proceeds into land in England. Quite by chance, he heard about an estate that...

Summer Late Afternoon The girl carefully left her sun lounger, and although the pool’s edge was only a metre or so from where she lay, walked its full length, completely aware of the attention that she attracted, as men and women alike lowered their sungl...

Saving Atlanta: The Cougars' Town (Chapter 6)

The group that actually runs the city.

“Yup hold her right there,” said the voice. Dani, who you may remember from chapter one of the story as the Anne Hathaway look alike Kash fucked, had been convinced by a friend to come to a mansion in the suburbs. After arriving, Dani talked to a woman na...

The Antebellum South was a period in the history of the Southern United States from the late 18th century until the start of the American Civil War in 1861. During this time, the southern states saw large growths in agriculture, dependent on abundant and...

Kept in the Dark

It’s an uncomfortable feeling, but then, she knows I like feeling uncomfortable.

Your eyes are the last thing I see before the light fades. They sear into my memory, like staring at a candle’s flame and seeing its silhouette painted against the back of my closed lids. Quiet, confident emerald-green irises with hidden stories. Secrets...