I heard the door to my office creak open. "Nice of you to knock," I said without looking up. "I always do." She doesn't—and I don't mind, really. Daphne Carter, director of operations for our group. Nice lady. Vaguely reminds me of a sterner version of Tina Fey. She can really scare the shit out of people when she wants to. Day and night, the two sides o...
Natasha woke up to Steve's arm wrapped around her waist and her back pressed closely on his stomach, and him placing soft kisses on her bare shoulder. "Morning," he whispered huskily once he felt that she was awake. They are so attuned in so many ways that it can be freaky. She turned around and threw her leg over his hips, draping her arm across him, holdi...
I've never really been one to make a huge pot of stew and have it sitting in my fridge for a week. If I'm going to cook a lot of food for a large party of guests, though, I do like to go all out. For the purpose of this little How-To, I'm going to walk you through the makings of an entire Tex-Mex meal. Note that I said Tex-Mex, not Mexican. I do not live in...
I lean against the wall, wine glass in one hand, as you talk about your day. Your movements are fluid as you peel and chop and taste. You pick up a small knife with a sharp serrated edge, swallow a mouthful of wine, then reach for a pepper and start slicing. The pepper is bright yellow - the colour that children pick to draw the sun - except for a blush of o...
I lean against the wall, wine glass in one hand, as you talk about your day. Your movements are fluid as you peel and chop and taste. You pick up a small knife with a sharp serrated edge, swallow a mouthful of wine, then reach for a pepper and start slicing. The pepper is bright yellow - the colour that children pick to draw the sun - except for a blush of o...
Jen emerged from the walkway of Kingston Airport into the baggage claim area expecting to meet Cathy, her college roommate. Although they haven't seen each other in ten years, they had kept in touch, at first by phone, now more often by e-mail. They hadn't seen each other in so long for two reasons: They worked at opposite ends of the country, and more impor...
What Kind of Man I Am Ch. 9 Hey Fuckers Doing the best I can avoiding Covid, Karen and Ken. Unfortunately people we know have passed away and many have lost there jobs. I lost my Dad earlier this year along with dealing with all the other shit in life. Sit down, relax, have a sandwich, drink a glass of milk, do some fuckin' thing besides complaining abou...
Pepper came to my tavern several weeks ago. I wasn’t too sure of her when she crawled under my batwing doors the first time but Tay was insistent that I’d like the girl. I have to admit I do like the girl. She was very competent and worldly for a slave. I have the utmost confidence that I can send her to any customer that walks in and know that he or she wil...
A raid on Steelfist Hold (The untold Story) Joseki Ko rolls over the hill in his Pink painted wagon with the big green spot. He spurs the bosk at their best clip riding like lightening towards the hold. He crosses the gulf between the hill and the hold driving like a madman, wheels spinning the wagon sliding his passengers holding on for dear life. He pulls...
The fifth, and currently last, book in The Marketplace Series by author Laura Antoniou is titled The Reunion and that is exactly what it is a slave reunion. In this novel, which may be the most entertaining book of the series, we, the readers, are treated to a reunion being held at the stately and historic Kaleigh Castle in Ireland that includes slaves and o...