The small pellets of ice stung her face and the wind blew as only a prairie wind could. It tugged at the hem of her long, down coat and chilled her thighs. She glanced at the Christmas shoppers as they scurried, head down, across the mall parking lot to the safety of their cars. "Victoria, what are you doing out on a night like this?" she asked herself. The...
Mistress walked into the kitchen where I was cleaning and informed me that I was to stop and get ready. "Get your swishy ass upstairs and clean up. You have a date tonight." Mistress said. "A date, Mistress?" "Yes, you ditz. There's a man in town who very much wants to meet you. And you WILL behave for him! Understand?" Mistress was quite stern. "Yes, Mi...
(Once again, a story of my wandering Irish vampire. Since this is from "Days" it takes place after she has regained her humanity (as told in the final chapter of "Bridget's Nights"). No real sex, although the characters are snuggling right after it. The song lyrics are from the Alabama song of the same title, written by Randy Owen and produced by Harold Shed...
Hi, everybody. How are you today? My name is Wanda Smites. Who the fuck am I? A fine-looking sister with a hot tale to tell you. I stand five-foot-eight, chubby but sexy, with light brown skin, long Black hair and pale green eyes. I've got big tits, a curvy body, wide hips and a big round ass. What they call a ghetto booty in America and Canada. Here's a lit...
The first time I saw Marianne Casimir, I fell in love with her. The five-foot-eleven, busty and big-bottomed, dark-skinned Haitian beauty was bending over to tie her shoe. And I was glad I wasn't driving because I might have had an accident. I practically walked into a wall when I saw her...but it's hard to be upset because she's so hot. My name is Stephen M...
She surprised herself by hyper-ventilating as she approached his front door. She could feel her heart pounding- and this wasn't just the usual juicy frisson of meeting a new body to play with. This was different... He was different... Seemingly he crossed every box. Tall. Dark. A former Policeman. And with a definite penchant for accepting extreme pain. So...
CONVERSATIONS WITH A MAGE parallels the CARTER BROTHERS series. Pat DeVallera has retired from the New Orleans Police Department and convinced Lucius Carter and Lucius' wife Astrid to tell him the truth about the magic and supernatural events that surrounded the Carters in the Twentieth Century. This story follows MAGE AND SPIRIT. WARNING: THIS EPISODE DESC...
A Birthday to Remember Part 4 In some ways the meeting room in which Haley and I found ourselves looked typical of the species: there was a long table labeled "Welcome--Registration"; A couple of folks behind it helping individuals sign in; a coffee urn with cups, cream and sugar; next to it a selection of cookies; and a place for seating with whiteboard,...
Francis woke before dawn on Monday morning. Patrick was still sound asleep by her side. She was careful not to wake him as she got ready for her day. She had been putting in long hours ever since she got promoted at MUFF. Patrick would not be surprised at all to find her gone by the time he gets up. Francis called her employer from her mobile phone. "Hi. It'...
5 "Hey did you sleep well?" asked Julius sleepily as he opened his eyes. "Yeah.." said Karen. "Hey is something wrong?" asked Julius as he snuggled against more tightly. "You're going to think that I am a fruit loop if I say it," said Karen sighing. "Come on, tell me I won't think you're crazy," said Julius. "I've having these really bizarre dreams lat...