Stretching out on the orange and blue striped beach towel her body molded its form into the sand. Having undone the string of her bra like so many of the younger women on the beach she wriggled her chest, her breasts displacing the sand beneath the towel which cooled them as the hot upper crust was broken. Many a man on the beach that day noticed the attrac...
The next morning, Robin was no where to be found. Cassidy finally located a note on the kitchen table saying that Robin had gone into work. She would be home mid-afternoon. She left her cell number, in case Cassidy needed anything. Cassidy looked around the small kitchen until she found some bagels and cream cheese. Locating the upscale toaster had taken aw...
Victoria carefully looked over her equipment and nodded to herself. After 7 years of preparation tonight was finally the big night. She had turned 18-years-old yesterday but had postponed this until tonight so that she could let her aunt throw her a birthday party. She looked at her clock and blew out a big breath. Only one more hour to go. She moved over to...
Mia's fist slammed down on the alarm clock, cutting off the shrill warbling sound that would wake her no matter what condition she was in every morning. She sat on the edge of her bed, running her hands through her dark hair before forcing herself up. A yawn caught her by surprise and she shook her head. She pulled on skin-tight lycra pants and pulled a jogg...
(This story picks up with characters from "The Vicar of St. Dunstan's" series: the Series Guide will help you keep some of the characters straight. Mother Mary Rufus (now called "La Rossa") and Sister Mary Francis Xavier have been living in Rome for two years after MMR became the international head of her order, and have adjusted well to living at the heart...
I have this habit of falling for men that I shouldn't. Who are just beyond the realm of acceptability. I'm not saying that I break the law. I'm just saying that if it's a bit of a taboo situation, I'm all over it. There was this time that I fell for a guy who was at least 25 years younger than me. Sorry but yeah. And I didn't do a thing to encourage him. I p...
This novella is an exploration of numerous subjects including romance, a form of polygamy, incest, and mild, submissive themes along with a passionate love involving the main characters. Along with all of the topics mentioned above, is a very intriguing mystery based on the idea of exposing the existence of sex slavery rings. It will be difficult to follow t...
Jarrik's last memories of Boston were neatness and politeness. The stainless steel tweezers to turn the needle for the suture were sparkling. The boundaries of the surgery site were formed by straight lines of medical tape. Skin was inside the rectangle. Outside the rectangle was a blue sheet with the fold marks from storage. The anesthetist was sitting on a...
Hey, you! Yes, you! The person who is reading this! Look around. Yes, look around. Right now! No, no! Don't read further till you've looked around! That's it! So, what do you see? Well, if you're at home lolling back in your armchair nibbling your favourite cookies or sipping your coffee, then you see nothing of interest – just your usual setting (however,...
Note- Dedicated to Mrs. 123z. Thanks for the ideas. xxx Kent, 1921 x Jeremy Ponsonby Smythe had been delighted to hear that his mother had acquiesced to his wishes that she teach Cynthia how to ride. He was the son of Lord and Lady Henry Ponsonby Smythe of Whitstable in Kent and was hard at work in his attempts to become a Member of Parliament like his f...