I dreaded the knock on the door. It was the fifth of the month, and I knew exactly who it was. No point in delaying this, I opened and looked upward. I’m not a short man, but our landlord had been a basketball player in college, and he was a good head taller than me. He gave me a stern look, “Mr. Brambles, did you happen to lose track of what day it is?” I felt like a schoolboy being scolded by the principal. “Sorry, Fran...

Sandra, the assistant, walked briskly down the hallway, the manila envelope firmly in her hand. She had something important to tell Isaiah about the report but knew he was a busy man. She nervously knocked on his office door. "Come in," Isaiah's voice called out from the other side. It was a busy day at the office. Isaiah, the CEO of his family's company, was rushing around putting out fires left and right. Sandra opened...

Amber strutted into the swanky downtown nightclub, her stilettos clicking rhythmically against the polished marble floor. At 28, she had the body of a goddess - voluptuous curves in all the right places, wrapped in a skintight black dress and covered by a red leather jacket. Amber was no stranger to the nightlife scene. She knew how to work a room, how to make heads turn with just a coy smile and a toss of her raven hair....

Amber's high heels clicked against the cemented ground of the side street. She was meeting a friend for drinks. Her tube top and skintight pants hugged her voluptuous curves, accentuating her hourglass figure. Her copper-colored hair puffed out like flowing waves. She knew she was a sight to behold, turning heads wherever she went. "Hey sexy, wanna party?" a deep baritone voice called out from behind her. Amber turned, he...

Shit, he’s thirty minutes late and still no text. The son of a bitch is ghosting me! Alicia shoved her phone back into her purse, cursing herself for picking the wrong guy. Again. I should’ve known better than to trust a guy named Chad! Why didn’t I swipe left on his ass? But it wasn’t his name that made her swipe right. She’d answered him because he was hot. That was her first mistake. He probably had two dates lined up...

It was an understatement to say that I was going through a rough patch. Six months ago, I dumped my fiancé after I caught her cheating on me with her coworker. I stopped talking with family and friends and have really let myself go since then. I haven't been bathing, eating, or sleeping, and I can't even remember the last time that I shaved. I had trouble recognizing the scruffy, bearded, mustachioed man who was staring b...

“Remember, acting is all in the eyes! They are the windows to the soul.” When I had desperately begged my Mother for acting classes in middle school, that was the first thing they taught me. And it’s one hundred percent true. You can tell an entire story with your eyes alone, but it takes talent and practice. I had come to Los Angeles with the dream of being a great actress. I was damn good at it, studying all the greats....

Mira was eighteen years old when she got a summer job at her aunt's tennis club. Her mother had encouraged her not to sit at home doing nothing and had said that her aunt, Maria, could use an extra helper at the club's clubhouse. Mira was also an avid tennis player, so it was a perfect combination. She earned money and could enjoy playing tennis in her free time. After a few weeks, Mira felt completely at home at the club...

Bedefunde, June 29th — My name is Alice. I am 24 years old, and what most respectable folk would call a common whore. I believe I am quite comely with red lips and a complexion yet unmarked by disease and men seem to like to suckle on my ample bosom as they bury their cocks in the dark wetness between my thighs, before they release their hot seed into my cunt with much sighing and moaning and declarations of love. I have...

“Hello, Daddy. Do you have a present for me?” He smiles and hands over the envelope. I open it and see the wad of notes. I run my thumb through them and listen to the rustle of fifty euro notes. “Oh, Daddy, you’re so good to me.” I slip down onto my knees in front of him. “How can I ever repay you?” My Sugar Daddy takes me from behind. He can’t believe his luck as I let him maul and fuck my tight, teen, barely legal body....

I settled into my usual spot by the window of the coffee shop. The aroma of fresh coffee enveloped me. It was a refuge from daily life, where I could lose myself in caffeine and solitude. The two women sitting across the room had become a familiar sight to me. They exuded magnetic energy with their infectious laughter and animated conversations. One had fiery red hair and a confidence that caught my eye, the other, a brun...

Bob was so bored and fed up that he contemplated cutting his wrists to liven up his day! The weather in Barcelona had been atrocious for the past two days and nights. It was January, after all, and January in Northern Spain can be brutal, but he didn't realise just how brutal it could be. The incessant heavy rain poured down from the leaden grey skies like stair rods and it was bloody cold with a biting wind, which froze...

If Bob thought Manila was a traffic-clogged shit-hole, then Jakarta was much, much worse. Attempting to get anywhere in the city required the thorough preparation and planning of a military exercise. Trying to keep appointments was usually an impossibility, and people tended to take the view that they would expect you when and if they saw you! He marvelled at the city's fastest means of getting from A to B when you are in...