In this offering, Vala tries her hand at diplomacy, Sam and Tammy dispense justice for an indiscretion, and Boris gets introduced to the court... (-) Confirming Carter Book Three, Changes Chapter Four Four Days Later Interior-Sandy Wildon's Suite 0520 Hours "Mmmmmm, you got a big 'ol hard-on, don't you baby?" Sandy giggled, squirming closer to O'Neill...
We'd been in the house now for almost two months and things were coming along nicely. The few items I'd wanted to bring from up north were here. The items Chrissy wanted from her house were here, and we'd done some serious furniture buying, turning the house into a home. Some serious decorating was going on now. I still can't get over how well we get along....
Something a bit different .................................................. "What did you just say?" I looked over at my wife, shocked. She'd just told me she intended to go to the Bahamas for a three day weekend with another man. "Please, Mike. It doesn't mean anything, just a little fun." "Not no, but hell no. This isn't what we agreed on, not at all...
'Would you...?' 'Look the part to play the part....' 1 5' 4...dreaded, and to be dreaded....bookish, be-spectacled—damn near owlish....so much so that you might miss the way her tits spoke to you no matter how much she attempted to 'silence' them ....that you might miss the way her skirt gathered at the flatness of her tum, then fell away from her no-wais...
Fair warning, this is probably going to be a very long story. It may take a year for me to finish it. I want to do it justice, so I'm not going to rush. For the impatient ones out there, you may want to pass it by until I have a few more chapters posted. Apologies to Randi, she was supposed to edit this but I ran out of time. All mistakes, misspellings, etc....
Author's note: This is, in all its seven parts and their many chapters, one very, very long story. If long stories bother you, I suggest you read something else. No part of this story is written so as to stand on its own. I strongly suggest that you start with the beginning of Part 1 and read sequentially—giving up at any point you choose, of course....
Author's note: For once I had a hard time picking a title for a story. I started with "Revenge Is a Dish Best Served by 2", then moved to "The Bond Forged by Revenge", and was finally happiest with simply "Roxy Who?", the cathartic mantra for this story's couple. I hope that even though all three fit, you'll agree that it was the better choice. Enjoy! ~~~...
Hey, How's it going? Ever have one of those days when everything seems to go wrong? Yeah, me too. This one just seems to be the granddaddy of all of mine. Let me tell you about it. My name is Peter James Murphy lll, but everyone just calls me PJ. Had that nick since I was three. My Grandpa, Peter James Murphy the first, my Dad being the second, thought it w...
Naked, Elaine Henderson looked at herself in the full length mirror. It was obvious that she was excited. Her boobs were slightly tender to her touch; the dark nipples that capped them were full, erect. A slight redness colored the tops of her tits. Below the gentle swell of her belly, the small dark tuft of pubic hair at the top of her cunt accented her swo...
A word from Saxon Hart: Just a quick note for those who have read this one before. First; I have included the original ending after the story, no need to e-mail me for it. Second; While it was originally edited, I have gone through it and tightened it up. I saw many things that were missed in the original edit and I cleaned those up, as well as doing a few c...