The Scandal At Tooker's Ferry Tooker's Ferry was established, naturally, by a man of several generations past named Tooker. The Drowning River running past the ferry had a current high and swift enough to drag both men and pack animals into its clutches, most of them to their doom. It was twice as wide as a man could throw a weight of one stone. At first, o...
Waking up slowly she stretched, stopping when her hand came into contact with Caydn's chest. Sitting up quickly, she looked around, almost shaking her head to clear her mind. She met his sleepy eyes, blushing when memories of the night before her. "Good morning Gypsy, or should I say afternoon," he grinned, pulling her down brushing a kiss on her cheek. Si...
In all of her 45 years, Mrs Womple had known many lovers. They had all varied in size and shape. They had all differed in enthusiasm, speed and vigour of their love making. However, there is one point which rather confused Mrs Womple, they all used fabric softener (it was the only similarity she could link to all of her many lovers). With most of her love...
Sophie was in the kitchen when she walked in to make coffee. "Good morning dear," Sophie smiled reaching for a mug to pour her niece some coffee, "How did you sleep?" she asked casually. Gypsy sipped the hot coffee only glancing at Sophie, "I slept fine," she said softly, "I've got some errands I need to run, as soon as I grab a shower," she walked toward...
I'm terribly sorry for the wait on this chapter... I was close to giving it up when I found my computer had obviously eaten it! I had to start over which hasn't been the easiest thing since I'd allowed my mind to move on to other things. Hopefully you'll enjoy :) ~Shadow~ * Dropping exhaustedly onto the stool at the bar in the kitchen, Gypsy groaned. So...
All previous chapters are in the process of being edited by Archangel_M and will be re-posted as soon as possible. Thank you for the continued support with the story. All of the feedback has been appreciated and needed. ~Shadow~ * Gypsy stretched as she woke up seeing the sun shining brightly through the windows. Glancing at the clock she noticed it was...
This story is a standalone for "Sharing is Caring." I wasn't sure how this one was going to go and I wasn't entirely happy with what I originally started. A road trip and a bored waitress put me on the right path, I think. Unlike most of my work, there is graphic sex in this storyline. Thanks to blackrandi, sbrooks103x, Bebop03 and stev2244 for the beta read...
Author's note: This is my first story, so I hope you enjoy it. Please feel free to leave comments or rate it. I'd love to write more. Also, all characters in this story are 18 or older. --- He can see her from the shadows. Moonlight shines in onto pale, delicate skin. The rich scent of flowers perfumes the air. Silky brown hair cascades down her back, ebbi...
I had gone around to Gypsy's house as I hadn't heard from her for a couple of days. We both have keys for each other's houses so I had gone around to see what she thought of the stories I had sent her. I was only there for about 15 minutes when I heard her at the gate. I stood up eager to see her and ask what she thought as she came in. "WHAT THE FUCK MAN!...
Philip Westmont has samhainophobia, the fear of Halloween. So he spends Halloween in his bed, cowering in fear while his flat mates go out to a very interesting Halloween Party. They come back the next morning to tell him all about their adventures. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18...