Another year has past, another Spring is coming to the Northern Hemisphere and fall to the Southern, another Earth Day, and another climate report from the UN released. So the world takes a large sigh of ignorance at yet another report, the deniers make up excuses out of thin air, and most other folks bury their heads in the ground. Still more will point to...
~ This is the original, longer and alternative version of one of my stories. ~ Welcome romance seeker. Come join me in a world of pleasure, passion and dreams. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Vincenzo Jacques Maison de L'Orange, the butler of Plaisir du Doré Palais. My small and humble manor is on the estate next to the rows of orange trees with a garden...
Gina: Laughter Gina laughed. Gina laughed until she thought she would split. She could barely breathe. The giddy, giggling, quaking quiver shook her silly. She had no idea that laughing hurt. Laughter's breathless side-ache surprised her; its goofy gasping unnerved her. She just had had no experience. Gina had never been able to laugh. She had always take...
Mitch Goodman is lying in bed asleep, the room is dark. The sheets are hanging halfway off the bed, and he is snoring loudly. His alarm clock buzzes loudly, he aimlessly slaps at the nightstand. "Shit," Mitch mumbles, as he knocks the alarm on the floor. The noise is distorted, but still remains. "Motherfuckinshitass," He growls as he nearly falls out of bed...
Author's Notes : I'd like to take this opportunity to thank anyone that has taken the time to email me personally, comment on my stories or simply read them! It's greatly appreciated and is one of the main reasons I keep attempting to write something I hope you'll enjoy. * Louise's sparking light hazel eyes failed to hide her excitement. She'd been sat at...
My husband told me about this incident while he was more than a little drunk and didn't consider the consequences very well. Not that the consequences would have been very grave; all things considered I got very turned on by his revelation to me and I now use it, not without some dirtier additions, in my own "private time", mostly in the bathtub. For this pu...
Her hands were shaking. The red envelope was the third that she'd received in the last two weeks and she was afraid to open it. She knew that it was from Paul and she was knew what it was going to say. Cassie used the letter opener and carefully slit the envelope, tugging the folded papers out with her fingers and swallowing against the lump in her throat, s...
There I was, tied to the bed spread eagle. My legs were tied apart to the poles of the bed with soft and thick ropes. I was blindfolded, leaving me in a world that I could conjure up. My imagination was set free so that it could run wild. My right hand was tied to the post of the bed while my non dominant hand was set free so that I could relieve my pent up...
Chuck drove the car over to the top thugs' sophisticated of the city's hangout, the Mafia mansion. Apostatize Entertainment ring is the formal name for the fort styled Victorian building. The righteous have no business here, but the place does not lack the rich, powerful and celebrities. Now, what does that say about those here? The ever-busy Mafia mansion,...
"Only in the fairy tale, does a girls dream come true" By: precious Chapter 24 After getting in the house he took her by the hand and led her to the dungeon door. Chris took the corner pillow and put it in the trash. He came back and told Trish to get hers out of the cabinet and place it where the other one was. She did it quickly. He went to his offi...