NB: Finally, closure. Thank you to wildheartedangel for editing this chapter and to Mokkelke and Whiteboy11475 for proofreading it. J Also, heartfelt thank you goes out to my readers for sticking through this story to the end. I've tried my best to tie all the loose ends so I hope you will have an enjoyable read. -ArtForm- **** Epilogue -- 6 months later...
1 Alexis Haley had blonde hair, penetrating blue eyes and fascinating lips that always seemed to be frowning. She was a graduate student at Priapis State University where I was finishing my bachelor's in psychology. I had met her two years ago when I first switched my major from English to Psych. She had ignored me, which wasn't surprising. I'd had a tenden...
Author's Note: Greetings, lovely readers. Given how long it's taken me to actually write this chapter, and all the delays in between, I've had to reacquaint myself with the characters, and if my rendition of them is less than you remembered, my apologies. Sometimes in this chapter, I'm a bit rusty with them. But I'm going to keep working on this storyline un...
Copyright 2009, All rights reserved Scenes from Chapters 5&6 "My, oh my, Mark. You're awfully chipper this morning," she commented at breakfast, "What's going on?" I looked at her, for a moment wondering if she knew or had guessed that I was taking her admonition to heart and getting my animal urges taken care of somewhere else. But nothing that would in...
Author's Note Thanks again for your patience everyone, between time constraints and writer's block I haven't been able to spend as much time on this as I'd like. Thanks again! ***** Hollywood funerals can be no different than any others. Sure you see family members there but in Hollywood, there are an equal number of friends and enemies along with a heal...
I rose extra early Friday morning hoping to get ready in good time, but Ruth had already seized the bathroom and seemingly set up a permanent camp in there. After waiting in vain for the better part of an hour I succumbed to inevitability and settled for doing my morning routine in the small crummy guest-bathroom downstairs. You know, the one where the water...
"Christ, Amy, you do that again and I'm not ever getting out of this bed." She giggled and totally ignored me, a fact for which I thanked every god I could think of. I'd wondered last night how this morning was going to play. I'd half expected, dreaded might be a more accurate term, that my little kitten was going to be back to her shy, old self once the l...
The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes...
Okay, so, as much as I tried to fight Scooter Titenbum, I must admit he is right, dag nabbit! I was worried about this chapter, but Scooter says to mention that this is more of a filler—specifically a tour of Hamish's castle. Please, please keep reading! He promised chapter 4 is a major improvement with a bath and some ... Thanks for the votes!! They de...
It was just another day in paradise. Or at least that's what most people observing from the outside would surely think. Here I was, lounging by the pool in my skimpy pink bikini and soaking up the rays while maids and butlers saw to my every whim. Whether it was supplying food and drinks, applying sun lotion or even just fanning me I had servants to see to m...