Continued from Chapter 1 "You did things, you said things. You're a wicked, wicked girl, Suzanna." He looked at her fondly for a moment, before sitting up and saying, "Come on now, we should get up and do.. something. I'm sure I'm supposed to be doing something." "Not really, but I'm supposed to be. The entire servants quarters are going to be buzzing with...
A/N: Hey guys! Once again thank you for all the feedback and the love I've been getting! I finished Ch 3 ahead of schedule actually so now I get to devote my time to working on chapter 4. I'm hoping you all enjoy this chapter and that it's longer. Also be warned that any and all Italian words and phrases are coming from google translate, so if you actually s...
Author's note: This is my first time, please be gentle. @)-,-'- ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chapter 1: Fate. Michelle always knew she was a special girl, her grades excelled her teachers' expectations and with graduating from university at the same age, everybody usually graduated high school; a long story short, she was a genius. Now,...
"You seem a little flustered, Joanna." I could feel him standing there behind me, his lips grazing the top of my ear, his breath hot on my neck. All I wanted to do was let my body sink back against him, to let him know how badly I was aching for his touch between my legs. But we were in public, and I had never let Stephen see the effect he has on me...at le...
The momentum of the night before finally slammed into me as I drove to the University the next day to teach my classes. Slammed onto my chest and for a moment took my breath. The argument, explanation, justification I presented to my husband did make a crazy sense. A sense he must have recognized, and obviously tolerated, borne on the momentum to laugh with...
My wife Debbie worked at a large office complex where civilian contractors work for military weapons systems. Every year at Halloween they threw a raucous costume party with booze and dance. Debbie would tell me about all the office politics and romantic affairs. I often wondered if she was immune to those affairs she assured me were rampant in the office. W...
Authoress' notes: This is a(nother) sequel to the Imperial Prostitute series. I know I'll get a lot of negative feedback on this story, but I don't care. I really enjoy writing this, especially the character Ta'tan'ia. If you don't want to read it, don't. I really, really want to end this series, as I do feel as though it's going on too long. However, beside...
The Remote Control (You) A waiter adeptly switched my recently finished beer for a new one, I took it in my hand and tilted it back to get a better look at the label, it's an unfamiliar draft, but I shrugged mentally and took a deep sip. I glanced around the room, bustling with other customers and the staff smoothly zipping between them. There is still no s...
Special thanks to Angel Love for editing. * Waking up to the smell of bacon and eggs I looked at the clock flashing 7:30AM and for a second thought I was going to be late for work. Remembering it was Saturday morning I got up, put on my robe and walked to the kitchen. My beautiful wife Samantha was already awake, had taken a shower, and was dressed to kill...
3 days later the doctor confirmed my pregnancy. When mum phoned from America I couldn't bring myself to tell her the news. I made Andrew keep quiet about it, but he wasn't happy. I spent days thinking of what was to become of my life. I was fine dishing out advice to Lucy a few months ago. But now I was pregnant I wasn't really sure what to tell myself. And...