-II- Valentine found out rather quickly from there which fate her family chose. They'd managed to catch her by surprise, she gave them that. Too proud to stop and collect any amusements for her journey, she accepted her exile and vanished without even a wistful glance over her shoulder. An escape had arrived and she took it. As she entered the carriage sh...
Reese Harley drank from the stream. The water was good so he urged his horse to drink as well. It had been a week since he had left Mrs. Dodd's ranch and he had thought about her often. He missed her lush body. The ride had been hard but uneventful. Long dusty travel. Suddenly, his horse raised his head. Then Harley himself heard the two horses approachin...
Mistress Lindsay took no crap. Her orders were precise, her manner direct. I went from quiet subservience on the kitchen floor to quietly licking the grime from her street shoes in the living room. The taste was terrible and the grit on my tongue and my teeth made me nauseous. I took advantage of my actions to survey Mistress Lindsay, about forty years old...
Shuttlepilot with calibeachgirl copyright 2012 all rights reserved * Looking for restaurant ideas, Cecily and I went to Disneyland, walked up Main Street and headed to New Orleans Square. After a short wait, we were sitting in the Blue Bayou Restaurant and I was amazed at the prices and seriously considered changing those of our café... at least, in the...
"You knew it had to happen." "But it is wrong." "Nothing so fun could be bad." Sadie had grown up around my house. She was a classmate of my younger son. Everyone called her "Sweet Sadie" because of her sunny disposition. Then, during her teen years, she sprouted a killer body - baby fat moulded into curves that even a devoted Dad had a hard time not star...
If you've read the previous parts you'll know you can skip the rest of the intro and go straight to the action You'll also know that I'm writing a series of accounts about my life in England; mainly true accounts, with just a little embellishing here and there. They're about my sex life to be precise, but then what other type of life is written about on Lit...
Roy was holding a bouquet of flowers. Not only that, but he dressed in a way that I guess was supposed to impress me. Cargo shorts like Chris, a hoodie, and his beat-up old Vans. Are you fucking kidding me? "Oh, so now that you fucked up, you wanna try to win her back?" Roy yelled, "Look, this is none of your business. Now go somewhere because I need to t...
I was already in the dining room when Jackson came in ... I don't know if you should use the word "radiant" about a man ... but that's just what he looked like ... he was radiant! "Dana, I have some wonderful news! I just got off the phone with Rose ... she will be here by Thanksgiving! Isn't that wonderful! I can't wait for you to meet her ... of course, I...
"Ammanuel, wake the hell up, the rest of us are going hunting, you've slept in long enough, you lazy cur!" The grating voice uttering these words belongs to my father Adam Tilahun, leader of our clan. In the basement of our Mississauga townhouse, I barely felt the sun going down, even though, as a vampire, I am by nature quite attuned to such things. During...
Chapter 1 The Mark "Holy crap I can't believe it actually came!" Stanley Jackson said to his friend over the phone. Stan was a nineteen year old recent graduate of Churchill High. He wasn't the smartest kid in his graduation class but he could top anyone one of them in slyness. Stan was always cooking up some scheme to either make a quick buck or get in s...