"What do you mean my granddaughter's missing?" shouted the king, Annabelle's father. "Oh, daddy." Annabelle collapsed into her father's arms, crying miserably. "She just disappeared, disappeared." "Shh," her father said, enfolding her into his embrace. Her mother had taken the news of Harley's absence in surprised silence, and still seemed to not believe...
My name's Gina. I'm 24 and I live in Panama City Beach,FL. I work at a business office as a receptionist by day. But after work at night I am a homebody who likes to cook. On most nights, I can cook anything. I like going out to dinner as much as anyone, but nothing beats cooking your own meals. I would cook for family and friends, especially on special occa...
While my Master has slept I have cleaned and decorated myself with gold jewelry, and gathered my hair into whisps. I also readied a meal for Him while He slept. It is a meal of chicken, rice, various fruits cubed, two different kinds of bread with red wine vinegar and olive oil to dip the bread in, and red wine. I take all of the meal, and wine to the roug...
Cal balked at first when Neal had invited him into the old house but just seeing the back stairs reminded him of the past and he found himself wondering where the jars were. Before he could speak, Neal walked over to a tallboy and pulled the door open, showing him a wealth of mayonnaise, jelly and olive jars, along with clay pots and chipped porcelain plates...
Turkey, mustard, tomatoes, romaine, a knife, a cutting board, and of course, wheat bread are out on the oak table. Having arthritis in my back, it's hard for me to sit down for long periods of time, so the breakfast table is now just a transitional area between hunger and consummation. After cutting a few slices off the tomato, I wrap it in cellophane and li...
Chapter Five. For the next few days, life was a bowl of soup. It had no shape, no focus, and no target. He'd returned to his apartment, hardly recognizing it as the place where he'd lived before. At first he'd tried to sleep. Then he'd tried to read, watch television, sleep, eat a sandwich, hear music, drink beer, sleep, watch television, and drink booze. T...
I looked at him and said "I did not see any underwear, am I" cutting me off, Bud said with a laugh "Listen kid, that cunt of yours is never to be covered, never is that clear? If you ever and I mean ever cover your cunt, you get an ass whipping with my whip. If you ever close your legs for any reason to hinder a hand, fingers, mouth or cock from entrance to...
Ellen stood at the butcher's block–that also served as an island–peeling and quartering potatoes for dinner. She nervously glanced at the clock. 4:15. Her husband would be home in an hour. The thought made her smile and feel giddy. Nearly ten years of marriage and she still trembled at the mere thought of him. After the potatoes were quartered and washed, s...
Paddling along the estuary of the Bluestone River, Max McAlpine took in a deep lungful of salt-tinged air blown by the breeze off the breakers pounding the bar where the river met the sea. This was life as life was meant to be, he mused, watching two native grey ducks take off from the semi-concealment of a nearby tributary, alarmed by his almost noiseless...
This is purely fantasy. Everyone is well over 18. The only part of this I recommend you try at home is tipping the waitresses well and in cash. They work hard to make your life easier. *** Stephan arrived at work just as Marie was leaving. She jumped up and hugged him. He lifted her off the ground in his powerful arms. She planted a kiss on his lips. "Wa...