Taima Greenleaf and Mahalo Jenkins tried Alicia's residence first. It was empty. The school also yielded no clues as did Pilar's home. It was difficult for Taima to enter the home she had only recently shared with Pilar to think that she might find her lover there, hurt or dead. Mahalo did his best to keep her focused and to keep her spirits high. He knew ho...
Sweat dripped off Matthew's forehead and stung his pale blue eyes. Not the Halloween weather Matthew remembered growing up with in Delaware. Even after four years he had difficulty adjusting to his new home in San Diego. Adults ferried their costumed children through the hot afternoon, trick or treating amidst shops that enticed with free treats for the litt...
Part three: The lessons begin The next morning, Jim pedaled his mountain bike along the neighborhood streets to Dr. Winderly's home. It was in a part of town that was just now becoming hip again. She bought the house four years ago when she landed the job at the university. A bequest from her grandmother made the down payment possible. Now the neighborhood...
The world ached and Cole wanted it to stop. He'd settle with the tightness behind his eyes or the rope that rubbed sorely against his wrists and ankles, but anything be stop the nausea-waves that came from the tender back of his head. He was also upside down or his captors were marching him across a grass ceiling, neither possibility helping his blurry eyes...
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I woke the next morning to Sheena's sweet kisses. Once my eyes were open the golden jungle goddess smiled at me and kissed her way down my body. My arms and legs were stiff and numb from having been immobilized all night but I could not have cared less. I certainly didn't feel any discomfort as Sheena slid her sweet lips all over my shaft with the same amazi...
Three Fokkers dropped from the cloud cover above. A Spandau machine gun chewed a dual line of holes through my starboard upper wing. What was left of the bracing wire began to flay the Camel's lower wing to pieces. A burst from my Vickers put one of the German planes out of the dogfight, but I had no time to glory in my kill. I pulled up on the stick in a...
Glade kissed her young lover on the lips while Chief Cave Lion slumped on his back exhausted. A thin thread of semen trailed from his penis into the tangle of Ivory's pubic hair. Now that Ivory had discovered her lover's infidelity, Glade was actually rather more affectionate to her ward even when she was being fucked by the Chief. "You have become a more a...
Born in the City of Baltimore, Maryland, to a Haitian immigrant father, Leonel Jacques, and a White American mother, Muriel Hawthorne, Helena Jacques was born at a rather turbulent time in the United States of America's history. She learned early in life that being different could indeed make one's life more complicated than it had to be. There was definitel...
To be honest with you, I was in a bit of a daze as Sandra helped me pack my gear. You know, I hadn't the foggiest idea of where I was going even. But I did think to mention my editor to her; Sandra assured me that he'd be taken care of. Not the best form of words she could have chosen, under the circumstances. After scrutinising the road in both directions,...