Show your Lines

“(Matt dropped off this manuscript after I”d already written up his story of “The Case of the Bound Angel”. It includes a scene with the gardener Miyoko that he hadn”t told me about before, so I present it here as Chapter 1.5 of the story for all the people who have shown such a gratifying interest in Mr. Danger”s modern techniques of scientific crime-solving.—dr.M.)”

Buddy was conked out and snoring to beat the band by the time I got downstairs, which was okay with me, because I didn”t know just what I”d say to a guy whose wife was still lying upstairs naked licking my come off her face. The liquor cart girl was sitting in a chair nearby, doing her nails, one long, slim leg crossed tightly over the other the way women do when they”re wearing skirts that end about a quarter inch above their crotch, making sure there”s no line of sight. She looked bored. (more…)

“This story is a joint effort between Master & me. It is His baby, His first attempt at erotica. I hope you all enjoy it as much as I did.”

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Master and slavie sat at their desks in their office. His was at a right angle to hers so he could watch her whenever he pleased to. She laughed at something someone said to her and as her lips parted he had a sudden urge. He messaged one mutual friend who would tell the others that his girl was leaving her desk now and wouldn’t be back for some time. Then he stood up. She glanced at him and smiled, thinking he was heading for the kitchen then went back to her research. She was stunned when he was at her side in three strides, threading one big hand through the hair on the back of her head. (more…)

He walked in with the air of one whom belonged. And he barely gave her a glance where she knelt upon the floor. Instead he walked to the bar and poured himself a brandy which he sipped slowly as he stared at her.

She was naked as she was supposed to be. Her long red curls fell so sweetly about her face, which she was keeping low to the floor. Her hands were behind her back, her knees tucked up to her chest. Her skin glowed like polished ivory. It had a slight pink cast to it underneath that first layer. Her eyes were a clear green, the color of grass. And she had no hair on her sex. (more…)

“The story continues, I truly hope you have enjoyed reading the previous chapters. If this is your first time reading my stories you might appreciate this one more if you read them in sequence. Please let me know what you think by your feed back and voting.

Thank you,

little-nymphe”

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We enter my house and I look at my Master as he closes the door and takes me into his arms kissing me deeply and passionately, we have just had the most wonderful day. He pushes me gently away from him and tells me ” we won’t make it if we don’t get cleaned up now my little one.” Pulling away from me he gently sets me aside and moves into my bathroom and starts the shower. Returning to the bedroom he slowly peels off my clothes, his hands roaming over my body as he does. He commands me to get in the shower and tells me he will be there momentarily. I head to the bathroom in my home with it’s granite counter top and beautiful accents and I smile to myself as I climb into the shower. (more…)

I hated working late. It seemed I always got stuck with the grunt work, just because my boss knew I was single, and unattached at the moment, he had no problem sticking me with the reports and typing that had to be ‘done by morning’, in his words. He’d then go off to have a nice dinner with his family, while I sat at my desk for hours.

Finally, the bulk of it was done. I sent memos to two others that had to finish reports, and sighed as I stretched my tired back. I needed to get to the gym this weekend, it was the only thing that worked the kinks out. I turned off my computer and picked up my stuff, more than ready to leave. (more…)

It was one of the biggest deals my firm had ever closed. We’d been working on this project for well over a year, putting in hundreds of hours trying to get the largest consulting contract we’d ever had, one that would keep the ten consultants in my firm busy for almost three years.

Even with all the other clients to deal with and, of course, trying to run a consulting business, I’d been virtually been living in Santa Fe for the past year as we completed a pilot project leading up to the big one. While there are worse places one could spend one’s time than Santa Fe, my schedule had taken its toll on my 50 year-old body. I was ragged around the edges to say the least but, all in all, it was going to be worth it. Since my wife had died three years ago, I had poured everything into work, probably to keep from having to think about my personal situation. And I have to admit that while the professional part of my life was thriving, other parts were suffering somewhat. I’d pretty much abandoned my friends back home because of all the travel and I didn’t have that many close relatives to have much of a relationship with. So, I had my work. (more…)