Rope at the top of the Stairsby John YoungThe cups of my basque had been pushed down when he bent me over the table and my nipples were pinched between the stiff lacy fabric and the cool, grainy oak. My...

Gina’s introduction

"I want to thank my editor, without who's help I would be lost. She knows who she is."

I was walking into my office building on Saturday, when I noticed how dark the building looked. I needed to pick up some paper work for an out of town assignment, which was starting on Monday. I took the elevator...