Being a movie critic is a thankless job, mostly because for the most part we are paid to talk negatively about every movie that we see. Every now and again, though, a hot Hollywood actress will ring my number in hopes of being able to personally convince me to change my mind about their film, and I knew that in the lead-up to the release of "Pitch Perfect 2...
Later that evening, close to midnight, the tropical storm was beginning to fade to the east. The torrential rains had diminished to a steady shower and the thunder was nothing more than a low rumbling in the distance. As Brittany was getting ready for bed, Rob knocked at her stateroom door. Slipping quickly into her shorty sleeper, she allowed him to enter...
Brittany turned the shower handle off, and hopped out of the shower. She grabbed her towel, and dried her body off before walking into her bedroom. She smiled at herself in the mirror as she walked past it. Now was when girls would normally do their hair and makeup, but Brittany had something else in mind. Dropping her towel once she was by her closet, Britt...
Chapter Three -- Game Night Jefferson College was established in 1820 as Jefferson Women's College and remained that way until 1965 when the school became known as the Jefferson College it is today and began opening its doors to boys. Still Jefferson College, which is actually a university, retains its reputation as the school you send your daughter to, if...
“Why don’t the bastards make a move?” Dave asked, growing more restless than nervous. “I think they’re trying to figure out the best way to come at us.” Brittany stated. “Maybe they aren’t quite sure of how to go about it.” “Get the flare gun ready with a light flare.” She added. “We may want to shed a little light on their position.” Not hesitating for a...
Prologue "Hey Eric, I'm inviting a few people over to my place for the Patriots Broncos game. Would you like to come?" Eric was a little surprised at the invitation. He enjoyed working with Brittany and found her attractive, but she was one of the shyest almost standoffish people he had ever met. Eric had worked for the company for about a year; Brittany h...
With Key West less than thirty miles ahead, Brittany cut through the keys, passing beneath the Overseas Highway. Checking her watch, she noticed she’d estimated her time pretty close. Rob should be waiting at the marina for her. The late afternoon sun sparkled off the water surrounding the Keys as she continued on, slowing her speed as she incurred more boat...
Author's Note: The second installment of The Adventures of Bard, the Wandering Thief is in! Thank you for the support and comments on chapter 1. I look forward to writing more chapters, so stay tuned for more busty adventures with the thief! "Darkwood Road it is then," the thief mocked, recalling his words from three days ago. Bard did not care for the fo...
I sit in a large ornate chair next to the California king bed at the center of a huge, richly furnished bedroom, the centerpiece of an elegant suite. My chair, or maybe some might see it as a throne, faces the suite's door to the private outer hallway, this is the only room on the top floor. I take another sip of the deep caramel colored liquid in My thick g...
Brittany’s rush of adrenalin was falling from its peak. She was still fuming mad. “How the fuck did they get so damn close?” She shouted at Dave and Cheryl. “The radar screen picked up the coastline. It should have picked up that fucking boat as soon as it was a quarter mile from shore.” “Well …………. we weren’t watching the radar screen.” Cheryl replied, he...