2003: Tears ran unaware and unchecked down L. D. Jansen’s face as she watched from her shadowy alcove as the stranger first embraced and then kissed the lips of the woman she had hoped to make her own. The tears were accompanied by a persistent ache in her abdomen, as if she’d been punched, but she could not turn away. Anger rose, but died just as quickly. W...
Last night kicked off the Labor Day Weekend, so I decided to do something daring -AND, very sexy, too! I was looking at myself in the mirror yesterday afternoon & checking out the effects of the beating I got from Mike the other night. My eye is still pretty much closed, and now it's all purpled. My upper lip is still puffed out too, but I think it looks dam...
Chapter 2: Brett's Afternoon Clarisse needed to get to Oxford Street without delay so as to ensure she got a good spot for her begging. She picked up her blanket and placard and gave Brett a quick peck on the cheek. He shut the door behind her and listened to the clatter of her shoes sounding ever more distant as she descended the stone staircase. He heard...
Her name is Julie, she's four feet eight inches tall and light maybe one-hundred pounds soaking wet. Her hair is red, long and not terribly well kept, she wears no makeup but her green eyes shine when she looks at you. She wears a dirty plain white t shirt that's too big over a old ratty purple sports bra that holds her pleasantly sized C cup breasts, old ta...
Dave and Susan sitting in a tree k-i-s-s-i-n-g. I love you. Dave watched Susan sitting there as if he had pulled her plug or pulled out her batteries. Emotionless, she was comatose. When most women would love to hear that, he say the wrong thing by telling her that he loved her. Happy one minute and sad the next, he wondered if she was a manic depressive. W...
Leif was fascinated by the new sophomore. "But tell me again, Myron, why do they call her the Viper?" "Well, she seems really sweet, I know, Leif. But she has a way..." Leif shook his head. He looked across the Student Union, and he could tell the little redhead was smiling at him, just slightly. Look at those big hazel eyes! "She seems like such a nice p...
William was tired of it all. He felt trapped going from table to table and talking to boring, uptight people who only wanted to speak with him since he was a prince. Pretty rich girls dressed in beautiful designer dresses gathered around him giggling and batting their eyelashes trying to catch his attention. It wasn't unusual for him to be around classy rich...
WARNING: This novel contains explicit language, violent situations and graphic sexual references throughout. ***** Raheem Ford, back in his hometown of Ottawa after spending a few years in Calgary, meets the sensual but tough talking Amira Cruz while staying at a homeless shelter in the city. Despite clashing violently when they first meet, they soon emba...
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The name is Miguel Josiah Sanchez. My friends call M. J. I was born in the City of Santo Domingo, deep within the Dominican Republic, to a Haitian father and Hispanic mother. When I was younger, my parents moved from the Caribbean to the region of Ontario in the Confederation of Canada. The City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario, has been my home ever since. Be...