I'd been late. The jury's still out on whether it was on purpose or not. "This is for you, Maggie," she said, sliding a bangle onto my wrist, "but I'm not sure late; naughty girls deserve pretty presents." A truly beautiful piece of two-coloured vintage gold, set with diamonds and rubies, adorned, yes, adorned, my slim wrist. I looked up from it with slightly sparkling eyes. "You should keep it on all the time unless clea...

Time Waits. Something Unexpected. Until now, it had all been up close and very, very personal. Standing only a few steps apart, I could take in the beauty of Jack in all her almost naked beauty. And my god, was she beautiful. "You're in charge here, Maggie. Where do you want me? How do you want me?" A month ago, less than that, I was a lonely (maybe), single (definitely), middle-aged (almost), and purely cock-lusting (100...

Time waits. But, sometimes, the wait—the anticipation—makes the wait all the more worthwhile. I felt like I'd been waiting fucking forever, and I'd become frustrated in almost every part of my life. Don't get me wrong. The materialistic aspects of life pointed to my being the epitome of success. Car. House. Clothing and accessories. These things, however, had left little time—no, no time—to develop anything but casual, in...