Ashley Lazlo

Mai kicked her foot against Director Akihiro’s office chair as she stepped into his booth where he was busy, hunched over the pile of letters he was signing. Acting as if she had tripped Mai steadied herself by placing a hand on his back. “Sorry Director Akihiro” Mai said as she firmly passed her thumb, one way then the other, across the bra strap adjuster as if it were some sort of a game controller button in a, yet to be invented, crossdressing game. Mai wanted to leave no doubt they both knew of the bra strap adjusters existence.  It had been weeks since they had met in the office when she became suspicious. Mai had purposely not mentioned anything to her coworkers. She felt certain she was the only one to have seen a hint there may, at times, be a bra beneath his clothes, if Himari, Ema or Rita had even the faintest idea Line would already be buzzing with gossip. Since the lockdowns of the early 2020’s the company had downsized two floors of offices for full time staff to one open

18 year old Lisa is addicted to online dominatrix fiction. She begins wondering if the inspiration for the fictional situations could be based on real life events and sets out to discover the answer for herself. Our eighteenth birthdays were only a few days behind us, as is usual for twins Akari and I had banded together to have the best chance of our parents agreeing to our pleas for a gap year before starting college.  True to form Akari, older than me by fifty-seven minutes, was the driving force. She had convinced me that we both wanted a gap year before she began working on Mum and in all honesty I thought it was what I wanted as well. Decision time had arrived, we sat facing our parents awaiting Dad’s decision.  Akari reasoned that as we were eligible to obtain our own five year passports and as people of twenty-first century Japan we were almost compelled to take our place amongst the worlds travellers. Her enthusiasm soon rubbed off on me and a few days earlier we secretly went