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Please leave comments for me. Thank you! (Diolch.) ***** The seabirds cried above, Vadya sniffed the salt tang of the air and felt a stiff breeze in his hair. It was a cloudy day with occasional sudden shafts of sunlight making the choppy waves in the estuary sparkle. There were flags hanging out on Vadya's caravel and the sailors raised a huzza! as his...
Her reception at her father's house had been less than welcoming. Her father's anger at her past sins still burned in his eyes. Everything about Travor de Witte revealed the hatred and disgust he still possessed toward his two children for their indiscretions. As a child, Cayden had been his princess and as a youth his prodigy, but now, she was his disgrace....
The moist summer heat in Athens beckoned its residents to seek more comfortable shelter. Dimitri was among the sun kissed men that afternoon. His curly dark hair glistened with perspiration. He wiped his brow and headed toward his father's grand estate for wine and cheese. Dimitri was a man of passion, intrigue, and prestige. He pressed his full sensuous lip...
Jean's dried up juices on his face, her scent he smelled with every breath he took, Miguel headed back to school. Their last lovemaking session had been a one sided affair; he had licked, kissed, sucked, and fingered Jean to orgasm. She didn't ask him afterwards if he came or even encouraged him to masturbate, but instead thanked him for the big O and commen...
On the fourth day of Hrive 'Isia "I see what you are thinking and it will only end in sorrow." Gilraen looked over to her sister, stuck out her tongue and told her to stay away from her thoughts. Madrician frowned, but did as was asked of her, choosing instead to remove herself from the library and seek out Huro so he could help her practice her skills. Wi...
"Uhhh gawwwd, Daddeee!" sang the 18 year old brunette, her eyes closed, her head dropped to her father's bed sheets as she stuck her small ass in the air more, spreading her knees wider, feeling that awesome erection probing her shaved cunt from the rear, "fuuuck meee, pleeease Daddeee, fuuuck meee!" Fallon was slobbering into her Daddy's bed sheets, her mo...
It was just after lunch time when I heard the doorbell ring. I assumed it was a neighbor, or possibly the UPS man, and was curious when I saw it was an older looking gentleman in a black suit. I opened the door and greeted him. "Can I help you?" "Hello Miss Peterson. My name is Gordon Wyatt. I was wondering if I could have a moment of your time?" The profe...
Author's Note: While this story is entirely a work of fiction, some actual persons are indeed characters in the story. For their wonderful work on the life and times of Eliot Ness and Al Capone, I am indebted to the works of Max Allan Collins, Steven Nickel and Ness' own biographer, Oscar Fraley. None of their work is reproduced herein, I have only read the...
Maria Maranzano stood on her balcony over looking the vast grounds below dressed in a long white robe, her long dark curly hair let loose down her slim shoulders, inhaling softly deep in thought "Palermo, her home town in Sicily, her roots her origins all started here and all shall end here, her father Luca Maranzano made sure she was kept and stored here wi...