The red light on the camera started to glow and a delicious shiver ran through her body. Reporter Lisa Marvell looked straight ahead and began her introduction. Because the opening shot framed her shoulders and head, she knew that at first the audience would not notice anything different about the way she was dressed. She appeared to be wearing a light blue...
(I which I taste Bethany's Schwarzwalder-Kirschtorte and she samples my Schwarzschlange-Honigschlag) * Beth had given me her car keys and I brought my toolkit and mechanic coveralls to the bars' parking lot. When I popped the mustangs' hood, I found what I expected: a broken distributor cap. A quick trip to the parts store, a short tune-up and I had the 't...
Jason lifted his fist, ready to knock on Penelope's door. But then he hesitated. He strained to hear movement on the other side, but there was only silence. He must look ridiculous standing there alone in the hall, his golden blond hair raked through and sticking out on ends. He knew the hour was late. Perhaps she was asleep already. He turned on his heel...
The following days were pleasant. They were growing colder and colder, but they were still pleasant. Hulda learned that the bed in the center of the common room was actually made of four beds, each one making up a quarter's worth. They were all pulled out so that in the middle a hole could be dug for a thick post to be secured into. It wasn't very tall at al...
CHAPTER I All semester I caught Lars Parsons looking at me in Contemporary Lit class. He always looked away in embarrassment when I caught him, but I knew that as soon as I stopped paying attention, his eyes would be on me again. Sometimes I'd make a game of it, trying to catch him staring and force him to engage with me. It never worked, his eyes always da...
(This continues the story of a TV anchorwoman Lisa Marvell. It will be helpful to read Chapter 1 first.) * Reporter Lisa Marvell's decision to strip off her skirt at the end of the 11:00 news had certainly drawn attention to the local late night broadcast. By Monday, the station had prepared three different 15-second promos and began airing them to advert...
"Where is she off to?" Nora voiced, just as their host started after Penelope. The Viscount waved at them dismissively. "They're childhood friends. They used to challenge each other to races all the time. Now you mentioned..." "They are a handsome pair." The Earl commented to Emma. Their horses were several yards away from the Viscount and Nora Ferguson's...
(This chapter continues the story of TV anchorwoman Lisa Marvell. It will be helpful to read Chapters 1 and 2 first.) * The Friday Night Special Edition broadcasts with Lisa Marvell were a ratings success, with the "red carpet" segment getting the largest number of viewers yet. Each week Lisa had appeared in the studio in some new and more daring outfit....
One thing that I've noticed over the years is that most of the girls can only really read one of my moods consistently. Take Nikki for instance, I don't have to say anything to her for her to know that I'm upset. She can tell just by the way I'm walking. Nikki is the only person in the world who would see me walking across the street and know by my shoulders...
It was two in the morning when I finally got home. Work had gone a little bit over, then I'd gone to a friend's house for several hours of Dungeons and Dragons and Magic before I'd finally stumbled home. I wanted to sleep but apparently the girls had other plans and I found myself compelled to turn on my computer. Karen was the one who greeted me when I tur...