Agnes couldn't sleep that night. Stupid Beau. Stupid Agnes. Being 25 and staying at home in a small town called Paradise Falls (which was a real joke as to how fitting the name is), Louisiana far from anything interesting sounded like the perfect nightmare. There was only one road in and out of that town. Sometimes Agnes would take the car and just sit at th...
I was eager to find the Little Beach that I had visited with my husband nearly three years ago. Much had passed in the three years. Jim had died in a traffic accident only a few months after returning from Hawaii. I had taken a job at the university to make ends meet and worked my way up to Administrative Assistant to the Provost. The three years had p...
Chapter 13 -- Nature hike The next day, Trish woke up to the pre-dawn crowing of Flora's rooster, as usual. And, as usual, she responded by throwing a mango seed at the bird to shut him up, only to have a near-miss and send him running off and clucking in protest. The rooster had learned to watch out for the daily mango seed and was ready to run as soon as...
The night was hot and the air rather oppressive... she was as restless as a cat on the prowl and her body felt as if it were on fire. She needed to get some air walk on the beach, cool her thoughts as well as her body... Picking up her beach towel and putting her dainty sandals on her feet she perused her body in the mirror and thought that she looked flushe...
I stood behind Terri with my arms around her waist and my chin rested on her shoulder as we looked out the window at the ocean. The sun slowly crept toward the horizon. "I'm going to miss this place," she said wistfully. "We'll be back," I told her. "I hope so. Leslie, honey, can we watch one last sunset before we have to leave tomorrow?" she asked sweetl...
Helen Walker stretched out her lithe body on the sun-lounger, enjoying the heat of the sun on her skin. Her brunette hair was tied back in a ponytail and she wore a yellow bikini. It was relatively conservative. It certainly covered more of her skin than the one worn by Amanda Graves, who lay face down on the sun-lounger next to her. Most of the curvaceous b...
Andover came in and his wife was smiling. Kassie twirled her curly strawberry blonde hair and was looking at him quizzically. "How were things today, Andover?" She came up and kissed him tenderly. "I know it's not been easy, what with the belt and all." It's tough to have a beautiful, young trophy wife, but even more difficult when said wife has locked up...
He stepped out of the limousine and took the lovely hand that reached up to him from within the vehicle. She stepped from the darkness into the bright lights illuminating the parking garage. She of course did not see the light for the hood of her full length black wool cape was pulled down over her eyes and beneath it she was blindfolded. He led her carefull...
The summer sun warmed my body as I lay on the blanket watching as Judy ambles up the sandy beach from a dip in the river. It was especially pleasant being with her at the old swimming hole with no one else around to interfere with our time together. "It certainly pays to come on a week day," I thought. This beautiful creature was pulling at her bikini top, p...
The full moon shines above the Atlanta skyline accenting the bustling nightlife on the streets below with a luminous glow. A calm breeze ushers us in the direction we needed to go; Rhonda and I race effortlessly through the city traffic headed to James Coldburn's penthouse in my Lamborghini Diablo. My mind is wandering more now than ever before. Both Walter...