Chapter 20 By Monday morning, I was the king of the school. Mr. Peterson went on about my no-hitter for three minutes during the morning's announcements over the loudspeaker, and even Mr. Smithson gave me a nod. Mr. Kennedy spent nearly a third of the class asking me about it, and telling me how sorry he was that he had stayed home to watch his beloved Red...
Kirsty sipped her morning tea as she watched Monika swing. The storm had finally chased them back to the house after dark last night, but even then she knew Bjorn was reluctant. She was reminded once more of a couple of teenagers sneaking in after curfew. They had stopped downstairs only long enough to raid the refrigerator. Even at breakfast this morning,...
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The Early Season "The new boat comes today" M. Fulbright Penopskott commented to Dawn as he squirmed on the bed. Dawn nodded, and continued her trail of flicks against M.Fulbright's suffering shaft. Dawn leaned closer, staring intently under her platinum blonde bangs, as her pink nails painted to match her tube top poked and stroked M. Fulbright's purplis...
Eric awoke first. He carefully exited their nest and entered the bathroom where he started the shower. He left the bedroom and found his suitcase where they'd both dropped them the prior evening in the foyer, then returned with it. He saw the bed was empty. He removed a small tote from the suitcase, then looked into the bathroom. "Boo!" Peggy called out wh...
Once more Kirst sat alone in the break room. She stared at her chicken salad that she had picked up at the corner shop on the way to work. The morning had gotten off to a worse start than the night before had ended. Bjorn was up and gone before she even woke up. He never did that. He always woke her up gently with a kiss and smile. Her chest tightened as s...
Chapter one Caroline looked in horror at the water spurting into the boat through the hole in the bow. With each stroke of the oars as Michael rowed desperately for land, a fresh stream sprayed into the bilge and joined the growing amount sloshing around her feet. What had started as a light-hearted escapade on the sea was threatening to turn into a disaste...
"I promise you'll love it," Ingrid said as she kissed me on the cheek. "Why not come with me?" "No, the Soiree is the sort of place you need to go alone," she explained cupping my D cup breast and kissing my nipple that immediately exploded into its full hardness. I had been transferred from the London Head Office to the company's Denmark Branch in Copenh...
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Mason and I have been friends since shortly after I first arrived in Germany. Now, he was more like a brother. Mason is quiet, polite and shy, like Roni, in the "normal world", in the Army, it was a different story. Mason worked in the Military supply system and was what people in the Army would call a "Germany for life" Soldier. He had the ability and know...