Seanday ReCap: The New Job

With a large house in one of the greatest cities in the world, it's not difficult getting hold bodies to use for a couple of days.

I'd put up a website offering the eight spare rooms I had for bed and breakfast. Got some good reviews and it soon became the premier place to stay by gap year students. The reviews? Yeah, they were always good when I was inside them. Logged in using their accounts, checked their emails and stuff always wrote glowing reviews.

I wanted more, and I think it needed a fresh face--a young face hosting the business. So I advertised for a live-in manager to look after the house and bookings.

I'd interviewed a number of people, but nothing that I thought would fit my requirements. I was about to give up when I got an email from Josh.

The twenty-one year old was looking to work in city--he sent a picture, and I knew he was the one. He'd be an ideal front for the business: handsome, young, trustworthy and most importantly strong. I flipped through his resume; he was smart as well--perfect.

I got a call; he'd flown in for a face-to-face interview after a very favourable telephone conversation. I went to pick him up, and found him sitting on a wall, I almost choked--he was wearing a tight hooded top that left nothing to the imagination. I waved and he smiled back. That's all I needed he had the job.

We travelled back, and he told me about his college life. He was a quarterback, and wanted to get some business experience. I told him he'd be getting a lot of experience working for me.

Caption This (27th May)

@@ GREAT STORY IN THE COMMENTS @@

Saturdays the readers get a chance to write something, use the picture as inspiration or perhaps suggest something for others to write.  Two pictures, but check in the new comments section you can add pictures now so post your own stories/pictures!

**THE STORIES/REQUESTS ARE IN THE COMMENTS**

Seanday Lunch: Father's Day, pt2

Read the first part here

Damien watched as the teenager, finished forcing himself into the giant. A few minutes later Tom was on his feet and getting dressed.

"So what happens to him now?" Damien asked.

"I'll check into a motel someplace, get out of the gentleman and then restore him. His membership has ended so he'll go back to how he was before."

"Shame," Damien muttered as he followed Tom from the room he grabbed a few tubes of liquid, some orange, others blue.

Seanday Lunch: Father's Day, pt1

Greg leaned back in the club's luxurious leather armchairs and gently rolled the tumbler watching the whisky and ice cubes circle the glass.

"Landed on my feet this time," he said to nobody in particular. It was true, he was a wealthy man--now, not to mention a husband and a father.

The views though the large open doors were breathtaking, the lake and the rolling landscape only relaxed him further. Three weeks ago, his story was something quite different.

Caption This (20th May)

** COOL STORY IN THE COMMENTS--SWEATY! **

Saturdays the readers get a chance to write something, use the picture as inspiration or perhaps suggest something for others to write.  Two pictures, but check in the new comments section you can add pictures now so post your own stories/pictures!

**THE STORIES/REQUESTS ARE IN THE COMMENTS**

Seanday Interlude: It's a Win-Win

I went though Tony's closet and picked out some sweatpants and a nice cashmere v-neck. They felt great as I pulled them on, and they fitted me like a glove. From his dresser I picked up one of the many expensive watches, and secured it on my wrist.

In the mirror, I turned to the side and checked out my ass. "Damn, these sweats make me look good," I chuckled.

I explored the rest of his expensive penthouse apartment. I felt like an intruder, a thief as I looked in other rooms and cupboards.

From the master bedroom, I went out to the balcony. The views were breathtaking, I could see way across Los Angeles. Then a deep voice groaned from within the apartment.

Seanday Extra: Birthday Suit

So it's my birthday (yes it really is), and I'm laying in bed flipping though my Tumblr dashboard when something hit me in the face.

I looked around, and spotted an envelope on the floor. Curiosity took me and I threw the blankets back and leaned over to pick it up. My skin pimpled as I studied object.

Opening it, I found it was a card. With a simple "Happy Birthday" on the front, inside was a message:

Make your own Birthday Suits with the sticker. Each application will last up to 24hrs, peel it off when you need release, then use it again.

Have fun, and enjoy your Birthday Suit(s).

I looked at the sticker; round, with the words "My Birthday Suit" printed on the surface. There was a note at the bottom of the sheet, must make contact with the skin. I chuckled and looked around, a joke maybe?

Outside, I heard a noise--cussing, my little bro'. A pondered and looked at the sticker, "Worth a try," I chuckled. Slipping on some underwear I followed the noise to the bathroom, I went in to find my bro' snapping a picture.

He looked at me a little startled, "I'm done, it's all yours now. Oh, and Happy Birthday bro'."

"Cheers bro'," I smiled and slapped the sticker on his arm.

Caption This (13th May)

** NEW STORY IN THE COMMENTS **

Saturdays the readers get a chance to write something, use the picture as inspiration or perhaps suggest something for others to write.  Two pictures, but check in the new comments section you can add pictures now so post your own stories/pictures!

**THE STORIES/REQUESTS ARE IN THE COMMENTS**

Seanday Shorts: Life as a Mule, pt3

Read pt1 and pt2

"Carlos!" I gasped. I looked at Tanner's husk of a body, "What happened?"

"Like I said to him, anyone can be replaced," he grinned, the same one I'd seen on Tanner's face, "especially now."

I swallowed hard, feeling venerable. "But why Tanner? And how! I mean it's always smaller guy--like me--into a larger guy, right?"

"Tanner, he'd forgotten his place, and was disrespectful."

I felt the colour drain from my face, "How?" I blurted out.

"My smart guys had come up with a new machine. Now we can put someone bigger into a smaller person," his eyes glinted, "even a kid."

"But was worked hard, why him?"

"Tanner asked a lot of questions as well," he muttered; I felt my gut flip.

Caption This (6th May)

** GREAT NEW STORY IN THE COMMENTS **

Saturdays the readers get a chance to write something, use the picture as inspiration or perhaps suggest something for others to write.  Two pictures, but check in the new comments section you can add pictures now so post your own stories/pictures!

**THE STORIES/REQUESTS ARE IN THE COMMENTS**