Jen met Allie and Scott for lunch, to prep for their second meeting with Keri O'Reilly and her team. Smiling gleefully, Allie whispered "Sorry we were so loud last night." "I didn't notice," Jen deadpanned. "Yeah right," Allie said laughing. The meeting began at 2. After an hour Keri ended the meeting, even more impressed with Jennifer Andrews than yeste...
Readers be warned, this is the first chapter in a multi-chapter story, there's no sex in this first chapter. This is all lead-in and teaser for the main event which will be a chapter or three coming. That said, I do hope you all enjoy. A Christmas present for the real Round-Out (you know who you are) -- with thanks for all the help and encouragement. Chin...
DISCLAIMER: Based on characters and situations created by George Lucas. All characters (sans those of author’s creation) belong to George Lucas and Lucasfilm, Ltd. and I make no financial gains whatsoever by the work presented here. Lylla sat at her small table, completely nude, mindlessly pushing the cred chips around on the slick surface. Twenty five hund...
The evening's activities so far brought us to the unlikely point of standing around the drink table in Ted and Cheryl's house, like any small suburban cocktail party, except these five couples were naked and blatantly aroused—cocks horizontal and pussies glistening. The ending of the first round of adult games seemed to throw a blanket of uncertainty over t...
I am a self-confessed sing -along junkie. I am so addicted to it, that I have my very own magic-mike karaoke system at home, that allows me to sing along to literally hundreds of songs at a push of a button. My karaoke system is also special, in that it has a built in scoring system that rates your performance from 0 to 100 and, therefore , lets you know whe...
A week had passed since French had told Aidan all about her past. Much to her surprise, not much had changed between them. That is, there were no negative changes. Aidan hadn't changed in his behavior toward her in any way. She didn't feel as vulnerable as she had expected she would having him know about the shameful secrets she had kept to herself for so lo...
I have to admit that when I looked round the congregation at the Memorial Service I had to wonder. How many were there simply to pay tribute to a remarkable woman they had admired? How many were there with more intimate memories? The eulogy sketched in the public details of what had been a very public life. Married at twenty, divorced at thirty-five, twenty...
Two years ago I’d just gotten out of a relationship with a guy named Tommy. Well, I guess “relationship” is not exactly the most accurate term. I wished it was a relationship, but it was more of a fuck-buddies setup and it was leaving me increasingly unsatisfied. Tommy was a motorcycle riding, commitment-phobic, checkered-past-having walking cliché, but I...
It was my favorite thing to do, to find one of those wild Utah sandstone canyons where only one person a month is likely to visit. They aren't the most dramatic canyons, in fact they are pretty plain, but not easily accessible to the ATV junkies or cattlemen. A long backpack in, without a definite water supply such as a spring, and not part of a National Par...
Faith let out a soft sigh and let her head fall back, her eyes closing as she relaxed atop her padded stool, elbows on the metal rail at the edge of the bartop, a slender glass stem held delicately in one hand, the other clutching the strap of her bag. She hadn't really been sure what to expect when a few friends from work had asked her to come out and joi...