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“Kate?”Kate turned and smiled at the tall, well-dressed man standing by her alfresco café table. Dark features and wearing a white shirt, tan chinos, and brown leather shoes, he was older than her but exactly her type.“Mistress Kate?” the man asked again.She froze, a shiver of panic in her dark eyes as they flashed around …

Avant propos : Cette histoire est une traduction que j’espère assez fidèle d’une texte écrit par un auteur anglophone. Je n’en ai donc aucunement la paternité J’ai souhaité en proposer une traduction française car la qualité de sa construction couplée au thème traité en ont fait un de mes récits préféré. J’invite donc les lecteurs …

The big get-together at the hotel in Vegas was a hit. So many people from the webboard made it out and so much fun and laughter was had. A few people who met for the first time paired off and mysteriously (or not so mysteriously) disappeared back to their hotel rooms. As predicted, it was …

Bianca finished reporting another late night story in Azle 20 miles from Ft Worth. Providing me another opportunity to meet her.I pull into the driveway of the dark garage, it is late and quiet. I turn off the engine and wait for the station mobile van to drop Bianca off. Bianca sees a shaft of …

Subject: Dane Cody all the arrangements had already been made. We had lunch at the hotel then Chamberlain called for the Rolls and we went looking at David’s properties. Since we were in the neighborhood we visited the Beverly Hills house first. Situated on a quiet side street behind ivy covered stone walls and iron …

It had been quite an evening for Jim. He had just awakened the morning after his 18th birthday and was exhausted. His parents had given him a grand party to celebrate the occasion and he had indulged perhaps a little too much. He was not a big drinker, but he decided to have a few …

I am walking along a deserted beach. The high, intense sun makes the bleached sand burn the soles of my feet, so I occasionally wade into the cool, blue ocean to ease the pain. The sun is unyielding as it beats down upon me. The sands reach ahead of me as far as the eye …

It was Sunday afternoon and I had finished playing a set at a local bar located on a lake. Every Sunday I play a two hour set from the dock of the local bar. My and my two band members play underneath a half enclosed area in the Northwest corner of the long dock that …

The three of us met for drinks the night after they had gone to the strip club and our conversation was full of comments about their experience. They described the atmosphere, the lighting and of course, the women, all of which they enjoyed. She complained about the lack of a comparable club for women- one …

Author’s note: the following story is pure fiction, based solely on the seed of an idea planted by a chance encounter. Any semblance to real or imagined persons or world events is purely coincidental. The author wishes to express his gratitude to Copperbutterfly for her editing to make this a better story. I was wandering …