IThe following takes place between 10:00 AM and 12:00 AM on a day of no particular importance. 10:00 AM The phone in the Bauer household rang. Kim Bauer picked it up on the third ring, expecting to hear the voice of Miguel, her boyfriend. She was more than slightly taken aback when her father, Jack, (who rarely called at this hour) greeted her with “Hi hon...
She arrives shortly before midnight, her expression a mixture of fear and anticipation. I greet her at the door, wearing my outfit for this evening. Since I won't be the primary focus of your attention tonight, you've allowed me to add a black cape to my usual uniform of my collar and nothing else. If she is shocked, she makes no show of it, taking my appear...
A thin ray of morning light shone in through the small window slit and bird song could be heard outside. As I stretched, my hands reached well past the top of my bulk and my feet hung over the bottom. It was only when I heard the deep masculine yawn escape from my mouth that I remembered I still needed to be careful in case Master Oringel's spell hadn't quit...
Valentine sat on his bed in his own room at the order, it was the last night before he was sent out on an assignment on his own for the first time and he had to confess to feeling a bit nervous. He had been playing his violin but had laid it carefully next to him, unable to concentrate properly. The usually soothing music did nothing to dispel his anxieties....
Chapter Two The Winter Travelers Darith Wayam would return home from his hunt to find his hearth gone cold, his wife gone without explanation, and a small pile of silver pieces on his counter. He was quite upset that the hearthfire, the heart of any true tavern in his estimation, had been allowed too die. Miles away, Avera clung to the neck of a horse far...
While driving into Manhattan, Eric anticipates connecting with what he expects to be his latest sexual conquest, Desiree. He wonders if there is actually genuine connection between them. He also fears that between his work schedule and other commitments, she will want more of his time than he can offer. Moreover, he is apprehensive about involving himself wi...
I'd had a few beers too many at the summer festival, and was in dire need of facilities so I could make room for more beer. Or so I thought. The lines for the port-o-cans stretched endlessly, and quite frankly I wasn't sure I could wait that long just to stand in a foul smelling plastic cubicle. I wandered off the main boulevard of the street fair and do...
Chapter 1 -- Dark as Wine In your presence, my posture changes. My shoulders are slightly rounded. I let my long black hair cover my face. My eyes tend downwards. It's not deliberate. It's the effect your presence has on me. This is not a game. You do not call me "slut, bitch, whore". I do not call you "master, owner". I don't pretend to understand a relati...
As we talked about, you got the hotel room ready for my arrival. After a 12 hour drive, all I want to do is pass out as I spill into the room, the suitcase, laptop camera and camcorder in tow. Most if it winds up on the floor next to the door as I collapse on the bed. It's hard as nails, but having sat in a car for the past 1000 miles, it's pretty comfy. I...
He bent forward, his weight firmly pressed against her back. The rough wood of the table was now scratching against the skin of her thighs. Skirts up and twisted, and his hand firmly entangled in her dark curls, pulling her head back even as he bent her forward. Her neck smelled like a meadow, clean, herbal and warm. He savored the simple scent, no perfumes...