I was time for a haircut so I dropped in to my favorite salon. Usually Brittany, my hair stylist, is always free at the end of the night, so I didn't think to call ahead. When I walked in, I was greeted by an attractive young woman. "Hello," she said with a smile. "Do you have an appointment?" "No," I replied. "I'm a friend of Brittany's." "I'm so sorry,"...
Wendy had been driving for about 5 hours now on her way from Sydney to Adelaide and was due to fill her car with petrol. The town of Hay was still an hour away and she could have maybe just made it there but thought a leg stretch would do her some good. She pulled into the next service station and commenced to fill up when she noticed the lady at the next pu...
Sally, a long time hairdressing salon fan sits back in her lounge chair at home wondering when she should have another visit to her favourite beauty salon. You see, Sally just loves the look and smell of an old fashioned ladies salon, even though she is in her early twenties, she just can't resist visiting as often as she can. The one salon she keeps going...
All it took was a tiny click to start it. The subdued click of a mouse pointer on a computer screen. Yes or No. "Will you chat with me?" The unknown person asked. Janet snorted to no one in particular, "Not really unknown... I've seen him around on the message board. He seems OK. But I don't know who he is." She looked around, verifying she was alone in h...
It had been about a month since my last haircut and my hair was starting to get long again. I made an appointment with my girlfriend's hairstylist again so I could get a trim. The appointment was scheduled for 5pm on Friday. The work week dragged on, but eventually Friday came around. I drove to the salon and walked inside. Brittany was the only stylist sti...
It was after nine o'clock and I was tired and cold and just wanted to get home. Our project deadline at work was approaching quickly and the entire team had been forced to work into the evening. Worse...it looked like this would continue for the next several days. At least the commuter train was nearly empty. I slid across an empty seat for three and shivere...
Joanna Monteiro had been operating as a professional dominatrix in the Boston area for over a decade, and her website got over a million hits last year. Doling out punishment to wealthy men and filming it for posterity ( after masking their faces prior to topping them off course ) proved to be very lucrative. So much that Joanna Monteiro had been on the radi...
This story is based on the fictional character of Little Red Riding Hood when she is a grown up woman over the age of 20 years. All characters or creatures in this story are based on humans. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - In a land far, far away lived Red Riding Hood. She had matured into a woman with the most sensual flowing red hair, the cape...
It was becoming an altogether too familiar pattern. Pack the bags, kiss the wife, then get on a plane to God knows where this time. He glanced down at his ticket - Boston - great. He stored his carry-on in an available overhead bin, sat down and waited for the trip to begin. He didn't remember closing his eyes, much less falling asleep. The dream, he remembe...
I stood in the middle of the room, my hands behind my back, naked except for the shiny, red stilettos on my feet. I caught sight of my reflection in the mirror: tall, slim, a shock of dark hair, red lipstick and dark eyes. Behind me, Alessia locked the leather cuffs around my wrists. I closed my eyes. It always so exciting when this happened, the moment I b...