Athena Ramirez I pull the old Creaky Toyota into the parking lot and shut off the engine. It shudders, coughing and wheezing like some wild animal with emphysema, but eventually shuts down. The engine ticks and tocks as it cools, and I climb out of the car with a groan.“You look like how I feel these days, old friend”I say tiredly..I stretch myself out, my muscles sore after another long day at my new job, I stare grimacing at my car as I remembered how some of the employees stared at me while driving in. One looked at me like I was some pig they picked out of a pigsty post. I don't blame them, neither can I blame the car either...... It might be old, rusty and she might even have more oxidized spots than paint now but it still gets me to and fro from work. Although most days, getting to work is way more of an adventure than it should be. I know she’s not long for this world, which makes me ner

  Eros Ramazzotti   The driver sings softly to himself as he navigates via the hellish traffic of downtown Shanghai. He has a lousy voice, the urge to tell him to "Shut the Fuck up" itched at him. Sighing out in frustration I stared out of my window. Shanghai never changes. Tall buildings, busy sidewalks, men and female in colorful clothes. Even where we are now, stuck in traffic, there are adequate glimpses into Shanghai’s subculture to make the area sense exceptional and mysterious. At least, that’s how it felt the first time I came here.   I’ve traveled a lot, viewed a lot, and done a lot. This is the first day trip I am taking with my PA. I assume I heard one of the managers point out that this would possibly even been her first outing abroad. All of this should be so new to her. I directed my attention to stare at her. She is leaning ahead and watching out the windows, her eyes extensive and shining. I obser

 Eros Ramazzotti“Holy shit, Athena” I mutter.Athena smiles at me. “Oh boy is that a yes or a no"??”“It good, it's okay you look Damn good.” I look her up and down, mesmerized. “It’s just a surprise. That’s all.”She lifts an eyebrow at me. “A bigger surprise than seeing me in a towel?”“Actually, yes,” I reply. It’s not just the clingy dress that snags my interest, although it certainly did. But her face looks so different, too. She’s done something different with her makeup. It’s not like she painted on a new face. No, the differences are subtle, but powerful.  “Why aren't you putting on your glasses tonight?” I ask."Emm, like I have a confession to make.”“Let me guess.”“Yup. I don’t actually need glasses,” she says, her lips curving u

 Athena Ramirez Damn, it hasn't even been that long since he had been inside her, we had both fallen asleep but he woke up with yet another arousal and it felt like something was missing.Eros's hands slowly move up my bare back, over my shoulders and down to my aching breasts. I am ever so grateful when his fingers begin to flick and fondle my nipples through the tight fabric of my dress. I let a moan escape through our fused mouths and Eros devours it, muffling my cry of pleasure. He lets a hand travel south, easing between my thighs, searching for my heat. I’m on fire- a white hot flame of scorching ecstasy. The gap between my legs is humid with expectation. He slides a finger across my clitoris with slow, relentless torment. My knees buckle at the contact, and he continues his torture- back and forth, back and forth- until my muffled moans can no longer be contained. Just when I think his assault has ended, he slides the finger insi

 Athena Ramirez Eros's meeting with one of our investors was just in an hour and since the big discovery, I don't have to hide how I look anymore. Although the arrangement with Eros is still new and confusing but what's certain is that I needed a change of wardrobe and so I asked for directions from one of the staff at the hotel. They directed me to a luxury store and the shop turns out to be the gift that keeps on giving. Eros gave me his black card to use for any emergency and even a change of wardrobe so here I am, Like a kid in a sweet shop, I buy dresses, pant-suits, skirts, tops, jackets, shoes, bags and scarves. I leave carrying six bags of stuff for me. I even got a gorgeous silk suit too. It’s one of those classic once In a lifetime moments. If I had used my card, I would have blown six months of my Salary but heck, I won’t have to shop for the next year.After running up to my room to change, I come down in a fitted red