Chapter 16: Charles I answered the knock on my door and found a very pretty strawberry blonde there. "Are you Charles?" she asked. "Yes. What can I do for you?" "You can come with me. There is something very important I want you to see." I studied her face and saw anxiety, perhaps some anguish, desperation. Her hands were wringing each other incessantly...
Chapter One "It was a beautiful ceremony I think," Lovie says as she sits at the vanity of the honeymoon suite. The small open section lets out to a bigger area with a king size bed that Quentin is lying in. He watches her as she adjusts the seat. Fresh from the shower, she has a towel wrapped around her hair and one around her body. She releases the top on...
It was the summer of 69 the first time I saw her. She was wearing a polka dotted dress and looked like a girl from the 50's on her birthday – her sweet sixteen to be exact. (Although she looked like she was 16, I later found out that she was 19 years old and considered a legal adult.) I kept looking for the poodle on the hem of her skirt and the rest of the...
Scarlett awoke the next morning to the sound of her door slamming shut. It was an old oak door and it had a tendency to make more noise than expected. Scarlett sat up in bed and tried to remember the night before. Everything was a bit hazy for about a second before all the memories rushed back. Scarlett slumped back on the bed in disappointment. The night...
"Fallon? Where do you want me to put these?" "Over by the Azaleas, please." "Will do!" No sooner had her assistant placed the newest flowers than the front door opened. "Courtney! Hi! What brings you by today?" "Hi, Mrs. Gregory. I need a boutonniere for Stone," the pretty 18-year old high school senior told the mother of her boyfriend. "Yeah, I kinda...
Paul soaked in the moment as he took to his makeshift stage to announce the contest. He had been planning this party for months. His annual Halloween parties had become legendary in certain circles in Los Angeles, spoken about in hushed whispers over stiff drinks. Halloween was Paul's favorite holiday because it gave license for typically reserved people to...
This is a bit of a different story than I usually write, so I'm stretching a bit here. I hope it's worth it. It's far more character-based and told from multiple perspectives. I tried to give each character a unique voice. It didn't always work, but it's a start. Character perspectives changes (chapters) are noted with the Character's name underlined. The...
Day 3 Monday> Sleep came quick enough. I just cried myself there. However, it was not the most restful sleep I have ever had. I felt like I tossed and turned all night. How did I get into this mess? How was I going to get out? Would the next fifty-three days leave me with any sanity at all? I woke to the sound of my mom yelling that she was leaving for wor...
Epilogue PRINCESS PRESTIRA TIADOA Being a Highland princess was a lonely ordeal. Though my mother was a "free spirit" and encouraged me to make friends outside of the castle, I couldn't bring myself to do it. A princess had her place, and it was not with the commoners on the street. That was why my only friend was my cousin, Adrianna Straltaira. Adri's m...
Adam woke to the chirrup of the cat wanting its morning feed, later than usual as it was raining and still dark outside. He pressed the light on the small clock on his bedside table: 7:11. He slid out of bed and went through to the bathroom for his morning piss, enjoying the weight of his cock still heavy from a slow waking dream. She'd been no one he knew,...