"Good morning, sleepyhead." Jude gently shook the still-sleeping Karen and, as she wiped the sleep from her eyes and sat up, handed her a cup of coffee. "I thought the slave was supposed to make the coffee," Karen commented contritely. "Well, normally yes but you were sleeping so soundly that it seemed a crime to wake you and you wouldn't want a copper com...
SS50: "Happy Endings V: I'll Catch You Whenever You Fall" ***** They're back. And all you had to do was ask. Fifty Smokey Sagas, five "Happy Endings." Again, this story is dedicated to you Sara and Melleny fans. It doesn't have a ton of sex in it, but there is one big hot scene between the two angels, and I think it's still a heartfelt, eventful tale. I...
The legionnaire was very hairy. The hair on his broad back was long enough for Diana to get her fingers tangled right inside. But at least he spoke Greek. Of a sort. Not like the Roman centurion who'd fucked Diana for so long just a couple of hours ago. He'd spoken Vulgar Latin and some words of Aramaic from where he'd been stationed before being relocated t...
Making the best of an otherwise dull day. * Other Mistress and Charlotte stories for your enjoyment Girl Friday Kitten With Benefits Maid's Day Off A Beautiful Night Charlotte's Opening Day Best Laid Plans Charlotte's Secret Recipe Charlotte's Jazzy Halloween Tina's Plea Bargain The Third Wheel Charlotte's Summer Vacation It's a Gift Juliet's Play Date...
* * Buzzzzz * * I woke to bright sun streaming in the windows. Okay, no snow. I wondered if was as cold as it had been last night. I stretched languidly and gloriously. EEK! The sheet is wet. What on earth? Was that why I had a smile on my face as I woke? Are you one of those women who remember all their dreams? I've met some who do. I have my mornings when...
Chapter 1: Cookies & Spice The girl in the green cardigan with the rolling cart makes her way down the main street in the village of Durbin. This is the Durbin of the out-of-the-way, of where Starbucks is unlikely to penetrate, a place pleasantly apart. Down the street she rolls, looking this way and that for where hope rests, a gathering expectation in...
A black door with the word Inferno written across it in red stood in front of the two women. Alex was a little nervous, but as Zabi had predicted she was viewing things differently and was determined to face what was ahead with an open mind. Hand in hand they passed through the door and in to a dimly lit stairwell. The only light source came from red panels...
The music crashed to a halt before a word could escape my lips, which was deeply frustrating because I actually knew the answer to that one. "Sorry, Victoria," Charlie announced, his too handsome visage brightened with a lecherous grin. "Time's up, but you have answered five questions correctly." The live studio audience clapped, their applause quickly givi...
When I first arrived at the University of Maryland in 1998, I was more than a little intimidated. The campus seemed huge and since I was from out of state, I didn't have any friends attending with me. I had initially been drawn there by the excellent reputation of Maryland's engineering program. And, once classes got underway, it became apparent that the re...
March of 1843. London, England. At that time, seldom did the majority of the population know about the underground network of Dominant slaveholders, but every once in a while, a young girls or boys would be taken from their homes in the night, never to be heard from again. The aristocracy did not approve of this, but considering that it was many of their own...