Damn this thing, it’s so slow, I lamented, cursing the computer and slapping my spindly kitchen table in frustration as the video continued loading…loading…loading. A drink of Diet Coke - blech, this tastes terrible - and I tried to relax. I had grabbed this old laptop from downstairs, the office storage room, figured it would be better than my phone to surf into th...
2021-08-27 15:44:47 +0000 UTC View Post
“It’s kinda weird, isn’t it? How good it feels?” Marisela posed, as she rolled up the second set of blueprints. They’d been in the office several hours on this Saturday afternoon - she, Randi and Amelia - deciding on a few things they’d been asked by the people at Evolution to consider about the new wing and the upstairs. They’d asked Marisela to be here and grilled her a bit on the IT ...
2021-08-22 19:00:05 +0000 UTC View Post
Watch out daddy, here come the girls. We’re going to overwhelm you with pretty. Giggle you to death. Smother you in tits. You don’t even see it coming but it’s already almost here. Everything you know is going to change, daddy, and babygirl is going to take your hand and show you the new way. Smell that? That’s our perfume. See that? That’s our long hair, our painted nails, o...
2021-08-18 15:00:07 +0000 UTC View Post
Stupid this, I hate this, Josie Jensen fumed, packing the last of the old golfing trophies into their cardboard box, why can’t he do this himself??
It was Saturday. She should be hanging out with her friends, at the office. They’d asked her - her! Little Josie! - to help them figure out the new exam rooms and settle on plans for the upper floor. She’d be getting...
2021-08-17 14:57:25 +0000 UTC View Post
What the f is going on? Scott Hempsted thought, heart racing as he threw his phone down, what the f is going on?!?
He’d known them for years, Shanette since high school. Skinny Shanny, Chicken Legs. The chick from cheerleading, Missy’s friend. He’d teased her, befriended her, got drunk with her, helped her move apartments. Why was he feeling like this, now?? Like h...
2021-08-15 15:19:02 +0000 UTC View Post
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Back from some time away and back to some real writing. Hope you're enjoying these posts from the girls' weekend; there'll be a bit more before I have some more lengthy entries and we get back to our Office Manager and her simpy little boss.
2021-08-13 18:59:06 +0000 UTC View Post
Thanks, Patron Jack, for this third look into Melissa's modelling past. Yikes! Sex does sell!
2021-08-11 15:59:01 +0000 UTC View Post
They’re all kinda feeling it, Angie thought, as she scrolled through the newest instagram posts of her new co-workers. They’re morons, but they’re keyed into something. Sitting in her apartment, alone on a Saturday morning, she took a sip of her matcha latte and - thinking of AJ - adjusted her bra.
Sometimes she actually missed him.
2021-08-10 14:14:35 +0000 UTC View Post
More from Melissa's modelling archives. Great stuff, Jack.
2021-08-09 16:01:07 +0000 UTC View Post
I can barely fit myself in the frame haha
Great Friend-of-the-Basic Jack has dug up some old modelling work of Melissa's, and offered to share with us here at Patreon while I'm away. Apparently he found access to her old deleted IG account. Thanks, brother!
2021-08-07 13:54:47 +0000 UTC View PostI'll be away for the better part of a week and not available for the story, but rest assured - Lakshmi and the girls will have some IG posts from their weekend to entertain you while I'm gone. We may also have a few other surprises scheduled to drop during the days until I get back.
2021-08-06 17:01:02 +0000 UTC View Post
I have to text Joze, Lakshmi Vallurupalli thought, sliding into her Corolla at the end of the day. She was still strangely giddy, and didn’t know how to feel…
“Dr. Jjjjjjj…” she called in, peeking around the corner of my half-open office door. Olivia had left several minutes ago and I was still sitting there, half in a state of shock, half just plain trying to stay awake. I’d just fucking come in my pants, by my own hand while being subjugated by my new ‘Clinical Director’ and now…oh no.
Melissa.
“Are you still innn...
2021-08-05 16:00:08 +0000 UTC View Post
"Let’s chat,” Olivia had said, after directing me to sit. She watched as I did, then smiled, and then turned to look around the room, my small office.
Olivia was a friend of my wife, new, for maybe the past year. I’d only met her a handful of times, at the house and at a couple functions. Though Sheryl always spoke highly of her, how much fun she could be, she always struck me ...
2021-08-02 14:52:56 +0000 UTC View PostShe took my head into her lap knowing that this would be our last time. Despite her gentle smile, a single tear had started down her cheek. But alongside the sadness which had more and more settled over us, over she and I and her family, I saw that my Sofia felt a new sense of hope, of strength. I was giving myself to her, and from this day forward we would always be together…and she would be strong enough to do what needed to be done. To free them all of him.
My name is Paol...
2021-08-01 16:44:48 +0000 UTC View Post
Melissa handed me a mug as she sat down across my desk from me. “Thanks,” I replied, trying to look relaxed and smile as I watched her get settled. It was Friday morning, and this was our weekly coffee d-…meeting. She’d come to my office, this time, with a cup for me and a big smile. Her skirt was short, her ribbed sweater green and tight. I’d just seen, the night before, how Olivia Henders...
2021-07-30 19:05:33 +0000 UTC View PostNearing completion on the next "Seeking Approval" installment, which will be a little tangent-to-the-tangent and explore the backstory of one of our ladies. Will be available for second-tier patrons. Excited to share!
2021-07-29 16:48:16 +0000 UTC View Post
As luck would have it, I’d felt better basically as soon as Melissa showed up at the hospital, coming to my side in the bathroom where I’d been retching for nearly an hour. I’d said I’d felt good enough to try to finish seeing my patients there, but she more or less insisted I leave with her. Vida was there already, taking care of things on the floors for me.
“Mama knows best,...
2021-07-27 14:00:07 +0000 UTC View Post
Melissssy says: If I showed up for our date, wearing this, what wuld you do? WWYD?
2021-07-26 17:52:04 +0000 UTC View Post
Food poisoning? Virus? Migraine variant? The possibilities, the differential diagnoses had already gone through my mind, but I really had no idea what was wrong with me. All I knew was that I was kneeled over a toilet in an empty patient room on the Pulmonary Care ward of Northville Community Hospital, waiting for this horrible feeling to pass. It had started as nausea, retching, in waves. T...
2021-07-23 14:31:31 +0000 UTC View Post
A little look at what Marisela's been working on.
(thanks to Beetlebomb for the Dr J portrait, and TopographicSociety for the Melissa Morph)
2021-07-19 15:09:02 +0000 UTC View Post
This is so fucked up, Marisela Vazquez thought to herself, standing at her desk and looking over Melissa’s shoulder as they browsed through the new page designs for the practice’s website, How was I able to do all this?? In, like…two hours?!?
Marisela had spent the morning at her desk programming, writing code, and was now showing the results so far to her new Office Man...
2021-07-18 16:33:15 +0000 UTC View Post
Marisela Vazquez had sat down at her desk this morning at 7:30, buzzing with energy. She was unusually, atypically, excited for this project, and was making great progress already working on the “Meet Our Staff” page. Strange, though, some of Melissa’s requests. “Sheryl wants it that way,” she’d been told.
Ok, well then, she decided, arranging the photos on the pag...
2021-07-16 14:07:32 +0000 UTC View Post
<buzz buzz buzz>
shhhh.
<buzz buzz buzz>
ugh.
<buzz buzz buzz>
That’s...that’s someone texting me.
I was woken by the sound of my phone, the first beams of sun sneaking in through the cheap plastic blinds of my apartment’s small, single window. I was disoriented - what time was it? How lo...
2021-07-13 13:20:43 +0000 UTC View Post
“Wh-wh-where am I..??” I blurted, starting to sit up as I woke, on some strange bed in what looked like my office.
“Shh Shh Shh…” came Morgan’s voice, along with her hand on my chest, holding me back, “You are okay, you are the safe. Relax.”
My mind swirled in confusion. Last thing I remember I had been lap-swaddled by Melissa, in her office, and Morgan had come...
2021-07-10 09:36:38 +0000 UTC View PostHi everyone,
I wanted to give you a heads up about a small change to required tax on pledges. Patreon already adds sales tax/VAT/GST to pledges from patrons in most US states and several other countries—anywhere that’s required by law. They’re now required to start adding tax in a few new places: Canada (other than Quebec where Patreon already charges QST), Thailand, Florida, and Kansas. If you live in one of those places, you should see a small amount of tax a...
Ugh..! Randi left her phone on her desk...again! Cynthia “CiCi” Carlisle seethed, in silent frustration to herself as her co-worker’s text alert - that stupid giggle noise - went off for the third time in three minutes. She’d been trying to get some work done this Wednesday but It’s so stupid noisy - don’t these women ever stop talking??
Cynthia was ...
2021-07-06 19:30:21 +0000 UTC View Post===================
“Call the police!!” I blurted, finally bursting through Melissa’s door after possibly the most humiliating episode yet in my office…well, uh, top five, for sure. I had just rushed out of my apartment, down the stairs (barely registering the fact that the front do...
2021-07-02 19:00:05 +0000 UTC View PostSeeking Approval, p9
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“Sam, you’re staring again!” Ashleigh laughed, slapping him right upside the back of his head, right where he sat on the short, strangely ornate wrought-iron fence in front of the sorority house. Sam had taken a seat, chatting with Sammi who - at the moment - was standing in front of him laughing, his face in her hands. “She’s a freshman!!”
“Oh, uh, sorry,” he repli...
2021-06-30 23:00:06 +0000 UTC View Post