Long Fingernails / Manicures

Arresting Development

5/ Humility

By Ariel Montine

Mark likes to dress grungy. Vanessa CEO of a major department store is Mark's Mom. She wants him to dress in a decent manner. Frustrated she turns her son over to Julie, her Personal Assistant, so she can get some work done. Well...

Bobby Hester needed a beer. It’d been a great day at work, and another deal was done and under his belt. Yes, this was a good day for Bobby. He felt so good he had decided to walk to his apartment from the office, but he was beginning to think he’d made a wrong turn as the streets didn’t look the same as from the back of his usual cab.

He spied a sign with the traditional bunch of grapes on it.

‘Ah, an Irish Bar, that’ll work for a brewski.’ He thought with a smile on his face. Looking up at the sign he saw its faded letters proclaimed “Arnold’s Bar and Girll”

With the arrival of the Tower of the The Great Witch Astrielle on Vilimar's soil, none could ignore the threat. Even Sir Garmra, last of the despised Knights of Ceredol.

Spring Hills was in a state of total excitement! The small mountain town full of eclectic little shops and mostly geared towards the tourist trade went all out for the major holidays. Christmas this year would be no exception. Now Spring Hills wouldn’t forget about the religious meaning of this holiday, but that was mostly left for the churches and the individual families. The town itself was going all out for the business end and the commercial pageantry that would draw these tourists into town.

While on his dream vacation to Las Vegas, Jim Lewis's life would be turned upside down, bringing new meaning to Sin City's famous slogan.

This is the first story of my Men in Black Dresses series. Once again, I had no intention of turning this into a series, but it turned out to be way too much fun.

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Norm's head was spinning. "Norm," said Mary, "I know this is a lot for you to take in right now. Believe me, you are among friends. You have a real talent, and we could use it."

"Just who are you people?" Norm asked.

Mary stood up. "We are a branch of the Federal Justice Department. We were originally part of the FBI, but now exist as a separate enforcement agency. Our activities are secret. Essentially, we provide protection and damage control to transgendered government officials and persons who are important to the security of the United States. Our organization has no official name or existance. We are probably the most covert group in the government. And we want you to join us."

This is the first story of the Diana Hunter series. I am posting it for readers of "The Academy" who are unfamiliar with the characters.

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"Slut," she scolded, "look at your makeup! It's a disgrace! Your lipstick is smeared and your nails are chipped. Fix it now, missy!"

"But Mistress, I…" Her protestations were cut short by another searing bolt of fiery pain.

"Listen to me, little slut!" Gloria said angrily, "you are not to contradict me or argue with me. Not ever. Is that clear?"

"Yes, Mistress," Slut said.

"You know what happens when you contradict me, don't you?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"Just remember, my little slut, your situation can always deteriorate. Remember that I have an empty kennel in this house. You can be my maid, or you can be my bitch. The choice is yours. Now get on your feet and get in your room!"