Finally, a Saturday afternoon free of obligations, the kids are at Grandma's and lucky me, you're in a frisky mood. I discover this as soon as I get out of the shower, covered only in a towel, you sneak up behind me and tell me not to say anything, just follow your instructions. Okay, it doesn't take much coaxing to get me to play along, in fact I'm a very w...
Mandy has been under a lot of stress lately. Talking about it with one of her friends she's decides to go get a massage. So Mandy heads off to see a masseuse. When she gets to his studio she notices that there are candles and sweetly scented oils that ignite her senses. The masseuse introduces himself as Antonio and takes her to the room where he will massag...
Spray from the bow hit Ryan's face as he drove his new Chris Craft motor yacht through a wave. He tilted his head back and yelled feeling in tune with the power of the speedboat. He ran an import-export business, "Petite Tête Imports" trinkets from Algiers, oddities from the Congo and the average European goods. Until recently it was hanging on the brink of...
Claire hadn't had a date in nine months but stayed occupied with her girlfriends. They had an unofficial women scorned club of sorts and spent two nights a week at one of their houses drinking fruit and liquor concoctions. The recipes for these were courtesy of her best friend Layna who fancied herself an innovative but unofficial bartender. Tonight was sp...
The Next day: Friday The damn uniform felt tight against my chest. Every step I took made my boobs bounce. I felt everyone's attention on me. That was fine; I was starting to enjoy being looked at. Naturally, they had to make my Friday annoying. Gym on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays with normal classes in between. Gym took up two learning blocks and the...
*** ROUND ONE *** Her eyes cracked open at the chirping of her phone. Swiping her finger across the sensor, she blinked the sleep out her eyes. Her stomach clenched when she saw his grin lighting up the screen. Next to the word, "Welcome." She had to laugh at herself as she rolled out of bed and barely avoided stepping on her dog. If it was any other man i...
May 24, 2009 Fragmented Pieces Book I Spirit Prologue Current mood:creative Heavy Metal Thunder Productions Presents... Copyright protected on May 2009. The persons, places, entities, and events depicted in this story are fictitious. Any similarity to actual persons, places, entities, or events is unintentional and purely coincidental. Warning! Some...
Because of our lifestyles now it is difficult to find a mate you'd really like to get more acquainted with. I guess that's what all the chat rooms are all about and no doubt they fill a need for so many lonely people searching for happiness. Fortunately I have never been in that position, and just as it seemed I was lacking of a real close and intimate par...
Angelina leaned back against the padded seat. It was so peaceful here, listening to the splash of the oars and the ripple of the water around the boat. No father shouting, no servants running about, no sisters all chattering at once; just her and the boat and the lake ... and him. She let her hand trail in the cool water and closed her eyes. If only this w...
"So, fellas, are we going to do this or what?" Habiba Melaku said, hands on her hips, as she looked at her fiancé Yaqub Hussein and his good friend and fellow Carleton University student Nasser Traore, clucking her tongue impatiently. The six-foot-tall, curvaceous, Hijab-wearing Ethiopian Muslim gal sighed, wishing to high heaven that the fellas would get wi...