In the darkest, coldest part of the night, four hours before dawn, Mary Durham escaped from the only home she had ever known. For five hours she had lain awake in bed beside her husband, counting the seconds off on her fingers until they were sore and cramping. Slipping noiselessly from beneath the blankets, she crept through the pitch-black room. Unwillin...
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....
Note to my readers: Those of you that regularly follow my stories won't be surprised that the story takes a while to get to the meat. No slam bam rapid sexual gratification. Especially in this story, where it was important to define my protagonist and her thoughts and dreams. I hope you grow to love Sandi as much as I. PART 1 For quite some time, I'd year...
1949 -- In the beginning Prologue Julia Monroe leans her forehead against the window of the railroad car, her mind barely registering the scenery streaming by. As a young teenager, on her way home from the boarding school, she was fascinated by it, imagining all sorts of wonderful stories set on fantastical worlds. This time, Julia is thinking of a very di...
It's funny where you will find inspiration. I was driving down the street and happened to spy a young woman working in her flower garden. She wore tiny, tight short-shorts and was down on her hands and knees. She was displaying a fine little butt pointed at the street. Clearly, she was not aware of the little show she was providing to passers-by, or maybe sh...