Last sentence of chapter 24... I'm sorry about this. Leaving Jackie's I couldn't decide what to do or where to go for an hour. Eventually I decided like everyone else to go to Wal-Mart. Using my mental grocery list that was filled with smooth lightly tanned legs and cute school gurl outfit I finally deciphered some non-frozen items on the list and proceeded...
The door was opened by a smartly dressed black man in his late thirties. Probably 170 or so pounds at six foot. He seemed ready to say something, then changed his mind, instead saying simply "Come In." We stopped in the family room. The room had a professional billiards table in the center, a bar with leather barstools in the corner and a Lazy-Boy with a si...
Thank you for reading! Thank you for your comments, messages, and input! ***** +{Noah's Starship}+ -+-[September]-+- "Your father is not yet comfortable with it, but I know he will be someday soon. I will prove that I can provide for my Noah and then he will come around." Navid nudged my sandwich towards me to indicate I should take a bite. I was shocked...
They were camped near the top of the ridge in a meadow, just below the forest line. Niu had said he wanted to be high up whenever he could be. He was standing there looking out over the thousands of cook fires and tents spread across the meadow when Shun, carrying the supplies for both of them, managed to trudge up the hillside from the road below. "I wonde...
Jacques, the young comte de la Arbois, nearly fell off his horse, both steed and rider trembling from exhaustion, into the arms of the innkeeper of the small village of Saint-Avold, a hard half-day's ride west of Metz. "A fresh horse," Jacques muttered feverishly through swollen lips. "We have such a horse for you," the innkeeper exclaimed. "But you are in...
Heart racing, moaning, shimmering with anticipation, as milk chocolate, beefy-fingered hands glide over creamy white skin. Trembling as they search for and explore curves and crevices, zeroing in on heaving breasts. Groaning as rough-padded fingers rub, and twitch, and pinch tender nipples. Arching chest up from bed before the hovering milk chocolate monolit...
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"Perhaps stand over there at the center of the net with the grandstand and the Bangkok skyline in the background." Dent Douglas tore his eyes away from the young man who was interviewing him; turned his gaze on the photographer, Rick Rodriguez; and then, with a smile, moved to the center of the tennis court net and struck a pose. He was a tall, well-built s...
"But you don't have classes today, do you?" I was sitting in the dean's office, steeped in the Gothic architecture and trappings, including the imposing stain-glass window behind where he sat, of the older buildings on the Georgetown University campus. Georgetown was the premier Jesuit educational institution in the United States, sitting on the heights bes...
"Well damn Shells, mighty nice stick you got there!" Jacoby Shells was brought back to reality just as his team mate reached out to grab his flaccid penis. "What the fuck dawg? Stay off my dick, can't even shower in peace around here," responded the young black man as he jumped back from his teammate's groping hand. He moved down a spot in the team's commu...