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Stockings and Whispers

“Hush hush,” she whispered and patted my head. She brushed my hair back and played with it gently, twirling it between her fingers. I was on the floor, my head against her knee as she sat on the couch. “Will you fix my stockings, love?” She whispered. It wasn’t really...

Stay

In the beginning, it was just a simple rule: stay. It made her nervous and excited. It made her happy because it was an easy rule to follow. It made her pout because it was too easy. She wanted to show him that she could do more. She could be a good girl. She could be...

Staple

Jason got a full-time job as a research assistant at a museum while he worked on his master’s degree, which means he hardly slept. He was also a teaching assistant three days a week, which meant he was basically teaching a class. Most of the time he seemed to be on...

The Pass

It was often surprising, in such a huge city, that my morning subway ride was constantly full of familiar face. I saw the same people every day, the cast of the mostly silent SitCom that was my morning commute. There really wasn’t anything special about her....

The Mark

Sometimes Dee liked to fuck men she didn’t find attractive. If she was at a party and there was that one guy who talked a little too loud or made jokes that were a little too rude or perhaps just wore an ugly suit, she couldn’t think of anything but sucking their...