Heartfelt thanks to my beta-reader for your assistance. The young strawberry-blonde med student shut the door behind her and leant against it with a sigh. "Goddamn what a day." Closing her eyes, she thought about how glad she was to finally be home. Her nose caught the scent of something delicious coming from the kitchen. She ran a small hand through her...
It might have been my stirring as I came awake that roused Shade. She snuggled in closer then, apparently realizing that there was a body with her in her bed, lifted her head, looked at me with puffy, sleepy eyes, and smiled. She rose, leaned over me, and kissed me warmly. Voice husky with remnants of sleep, she said, "Hello slut. What a pleasure to wake up...
Chapter 8 "Wish Clark's was open," Paula admitted as she ushered them into the kitchen. "Two o'clock in the morning?" Terry asked sleepily. "Yeah," Paula sighed. "Only thing I hate about living in this itty bitty town; nothing's open after the sun goes down." "Uh huh," Terry smiled. "And it's always so damned hard coming down after a rough one like toni...
Author's notes: To my extremely loyal fans and followers. My sincere apologies for the long absence. Upon finishing my last chapter, I already had 75% of this chapter already completed. However, after reading the feedback I received from the last chapter, which was fair, I tossed everything written and started from scratch. I know you have been very appreci...
(For those who appreciate erotica and those who enjoy a nice story...even if there's a little mistake hidden somewhere I forgot to look...) Two Wrongs DO make a right Kelly Richmond was having a very bad day. It had been about 20 minutes since she had hung up the phone and she was still in shock. Jennifer, her girlfriend for the last 9 months, had ended t...
Disclaimers: I did borrow a little bit of the characters, like Xena, Gabrielle, Ares, and Artemis from the TV show "Xena: Warrior Princess" which belongs to MGM. So, please bear with me. Thank you. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The short strawberry blonde haired woman reluctantly laces up her brown Doc Martens boots, and looks into the mirror one last time....
CHAPTER 1 - IT'S MY JOB Soul crushing. That's what this was. Emily finally figured out the right word for it. That's what her job was. Soul crushing. She worked in the drab and bland cubicle number thirty-six on the boring floor twenty two of the blank glass office building. In fact the only thing exciting about her job was that she got to ride on an elevat...