CHAPTER 1 Spring was bursting forth in great beauty on Kentland Farm that had been in Don ownership for eleven generations and the current owner – a grumpy attorney well-known in Boston – was the fifth Don going by the name of Smithfield. One of the many first sons bypassing the ridiculous name of Springfield had been named Donald Don, known as Don Don. He...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, utilizing Microsoft Spell-check. You have been forewarned; expect to find mistakes. Chapter 14 Todd woke up at eight thirty and went down to the kitchen. He spun the last of the pizza dough, then quickl...
The phone rang. Baby knew better than to answer. When the machine picked up, Daddy's powerful voice filled the room. "I have a special plan for you tonight, Baby Girl. We will be having a guest for dinner. Prepare yourself. Have dinner ready for three at the usual time. Put on the outfit hanging in the hall closet, I am going to teach you something new toni...
While in college, I had a huge crush on Amelia. She was the hottest dark-skinned woman I knew. She had the face of Kerry Washington, the lips of Angelina Jolie, and an ass like Kim Kardashian. I put her name among the top of my list of the sexiest women I ever encountered. I was elated that she got in contact with me, and really wanted to see me. One eveni...
Chapter One The Master woke early as was his custom and threw the heavy blankets from the bed. He stood and stretched, thinking lazily about what he could do that day, he had no particular plans, other than the visit of his daughter and her husband, but he was harbouring lustful thoughts about the new scullery maid. It wasn't unusual for the Master to harb...
NEEDFUL THINGS (with apologies to Stephen King) Diiinggg! The shop bell gave a resounding ring as Mrs Pennington-Smythe pushed open the door of the dingy old shop. Amelia Pennington-Smythe was the haughty national delegate of the Association of Towns Women's Clubs and as such she travelled around the country to various meetings. As a keen collector of anti...
I wasn't intentional to make this a two chapter story, I guess I got carried away with the storyline. Please enjoy your read. This chapter was edited by Todher65, many thanks for taking this on. ******* We parted at the Cemetery gates; it still took me awhile to realize that Amelia was holding my hand as we walked along the coastal path. Two more families...
"And as you see here, this student has figured out a beautiful way to give an incorrect answer." Amelia wasn't really paying attention to what her professor-Mrs. Devans-was saying at the moment. She was just telling everyone why they did stuff wrong instead of telling them how to do it right. Again. She did it so often, Amelia was starting to wonder if Mrs....
Amelia flipped through the channels on the hotel's cable television as she lay on the bed waiting for her friend Mandy to finish getting ready. They were in town for the weekend to see a concert, and it was amazing. Amelia's throat still hurt from singing so loud, now they were enjoying a day to relax. It had been several months since Amelia was able to get...
It was Amelia to whom Emma reported at work. Amelia was a stunning woman, Emma thought, and in the most objective way possible. Certainly, the way she dressed was quite unusual. She wore stocking, suspenders and very high stiletto heels, but then, except for the cloak she sometimes threw over her shoulders and which came down to just below her buttocks, she...