The two men, father and son, walked in the kitchen door, and after pouring some coffee, sat at the kitchen table. Both were covered with dust , and sweat. “Well, that is a good job of branding done,” Tanner Ford said to his son, Clint. “You pretty well set for a while? I’m thinking of going Michigan way, to do some fishing with Matt Tudhope.” “Sure, no pro...
Jain sat on the floor in front of the telset, sheathed completely in shiny purple nylor, bending her head over one spread leg and then the other in imitation of the instructor on the screen. "Doing aerobex again?" her husband, Kroll, asked. "My class was canceled tonight, I can't only do aerobex twice in one day," Jain said. "I've made so much progress this...
Gyorg had had his first encounter with Solande's esteemed pair of guests earlier that day. As his capricious Lady had no use for him that morning, Gyorg had been sent to take his instructions from the overseer of the domestic slaves, who had set him to scrubbing down the walls, woodwork and masonry in one of the lesser-used corridors upstairs. It was in a re...
CHAPTER 13 After Martin left on Sunday, David went out to the ute and took a lot of the piled up items back into the shed. He'd been over-zealous. There was some potential in some of those things yet. He'd been relieved when Martin had gone home. He needed time to think and he couldn't get his head around things with him there. It was like his presence con...
"What are you doing under there?" Buffy slid her sandaled toe absently in Spike's direction. The half-eaten candy apple in her hand swung dangerously close to the fender of the 1969 Charger he had recently restored. "Watch the paint, luv," he said, tilting his head up at her from under the car. "I'm just tuning her up." Buffy grinned. "Maybe you'd like t...
Disclaimer: I don't own the Dukes of Hazzard, not making any money, just cheap thrills. Warnings: Slash, Angst, Non-Con, BDSM Rosco stalked into the jail, damn that birdwatcher! Everything had been perfect, for him anyway, and then some damn busybody had to go and interfere. Yesterday had been a rotten day, the pictures that man had taken of him and Bo ha...
I was intrigued by the new neighbours. Both were black, nothing wrong with that. But the husband, Rufus, was – as I found out later, of course – 25 while his wife, Gail, was 40. When I say they were black, Rufus was a very light chocolate colour. Gail, a busty lady, was deep brown. Lovely – the sight of both of them made me wet. The day after they moved in...
It had been several years since he'd traveled there, so the SoCal conference he was scheduled to attend was a welcome break despite all the hassles associated with flying. And because he enjoyed the little treasures the Golden State provided, he decided it would be work first, then several days getting reacquainted with his favorite parts of the state. After...
He bent forward, his weight firmly pressed against her back. The rough wood of the table was now scratching against the skin of her thighs. Skirts up and twisted, and his hand firmly entangled in her dark curls, pulling her head back even as he bent her forward. Her neck smelled like a meadow, clean, herbal and warm. He savored the simple scent, no perfumes...
Anne I had parked my caravan on a very quiet site in Central France, preferring to use it rather than hotels, as I was combining business with pleasure this year, with appointments only every two or three days. This meant that I had quite some time to myself in between schedules, and could relax. On this particular day I had taken a short journey on busine...