Romy and I found ourselves physically and emotionally exhausted with all the sex action in the town square, and so we gratefully accepted the mayor's invitation to rest in a private room in the town hall, grateful also for his official invitation after the rest period to take supper with him and his staff. He told us someone would let us know supper was bein...
Chapter 1: The Golden Girl Every year as the first chill of Autumn began to bite into Summer's soft, ripe heat, the Duc de Charenton threw an immense fete for himself and those he favoured. The Duc had a reputation for eccentricity, even for cruelty, but only those who attended knew the extent of it. His invited guests witnessed all manner of extravagant di...
"How did it go?" Kate leaned on the balcony railing and tilted her head up, looking out for stars on the night firmament. She had never been particularly fond of gazing into the starry sky, seemingly a romantic activity, but she couldn't help the irrational anxiety about gravitation somehow ceasing to exist and she'd be pulled off the Earth into the darknes...
Six o'clock in the morning comes way too early anymore, it seems. As I reach over to slam the button on the alarm clock that has been buzzing incessantly for over a minute, my mind somehow manages to override my body's desire to rollover for another 5 minutes. I turn my head for one final glance at my wife's curvaceous form lying hidden beneath the blankets....
Caria knew it would not take long for her to get to the gym. She finds a parking space right off. Not to many people are here which is good. She likes to work out without the place being over loaded with members. The stench from body sweat can be very unattractive with it in the air as if a stale cloud was over hanging the place. She shivered it was like tha...
We began the relationship slowly, cautiously. Larissa had been divorced for two and a half years, myself for nine months. She had been with one other man in that time; I had been with myself. We each had kids. We each were busy, very busy. We each bore scars. We met at our daughter's soccer games in South Pasadena, a very contented upper middle class town...
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Their car came to a stop on the dirt road, in the Maine woods. He turned his head to her and smiled. "It's not far from here. My family owns this little spot of land. It's quite lovely, and I think we'll be able to see the stars tonight." He squeezed her hand gently as he spoke. Unpacking the trunk, they took their things with them; just a few fresh fruits...
The commission came from the highest court; no less than that of the king himself. This naturally should have and would have impressed nearly everyone, and been obeyed without question. The warlock Aghnman, however, was not an average citizen. Little known, but highly respected (and feared), it was generally agreed that the man answered to powers other than...
The car's interior light remained on. There was a wine bucket with us in the car and a bottle of wine nestled inside it. Olu Shango picked it up and popped the cork. Anya and Heidi and myself held up our glasses as he filled it for us and we made a toast to a fun-filled evening. Anya was all giddy with excitement; Heidi too seemed expectant of what the eveni...