Mark Jennings thought he had it made. He was very successful in Business. He was never had problems securing a date from some of the most attractive women in the city.
The only thing missing was the trophy wife.
Sure, when he needed an escort to a formal business function there was no shortage of women who were willing to accompany him to such functions. The problem was what happened when they opened their mouth.
Most times it was merely embarrassing. Sometimes, the utter garbage that came out of his escort’s mouths was downright obscene.
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By Joy
Finally. It had arrived. I practically flew to my bedroom and my clothing went every direction as I stripped faster than I ever had. I had a brand new corset that I couldn’t wait to get on.
First, a quick shower to get the sweat of the day off. I jumped out and dried as fast as I could then powdered quickly. I had a corset to put on.
I quickly pulled on my bra and panties. I opened the package, reveling in the scent of the leather. I held my corset at arms length to inspect it.
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Contest entry for Strapped in Silk’s Summer contest. It is written in a narrative style and intended to be read aloud.
“Here, sit down in this chair. I promise you it won’t hurt too much.
“Yes, there is going to be some pain, but you have to suffer for beauty, as they say.
“First things first, your hair. Lean back and settle your head in the sink. What do you think of this scent? Like it? You obviously take care of your hair, and that’s rare for most people these days.
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I’m nervous as heck right now.
See, I’m in a contest on Big Closet. It’s for money. I think I have a winning entry, but I’m currently in 4th place. I want to win, I really REALLY do. I am pretty sure that my story will do it, but I need your help.
Go to http://bit.ly/Imaj6 and scroll down through the list and click on “The Waitress” by yours truly. That will let you vote for my story.
I’m really nervous about this. Can’t sleep.
If you follow me on Twitter, you will probably see me begging for votes several times coming up. Try to understand? Please?
Love Always...
For ten years, I had been going to the same cafe for lunch. I ordered the same thing, served the same way all the time. Occasionally I had changed my routine a little and gotten something else, or eaten there on the weekend, but most times it was the same old same thing every day.
Today the cafe burned to the ground.
I heard the sirens from work. It would be hard not to since they came right by our building about 10 AM. I was on a sales call at the time so I didn’t pay any attention to the sirens, figuring that if they concerned me I would find out quick enough.
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Walk a mile in her shoes, huh? I’ll show her. That’s simple.
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The New Girl
