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My Dear Readers, Disclaimer: What I write is fiction/fantasy/fairy tales for adults. None of my characters are real, no one was injured during the production of my stories and just like on T.V., they all get up when the scene is over, have a beer, remove the makeup and go home, ready to return in the next chapter, all the boo boos healed. Some spelling an...
I can't say that I love winter, but it never scared me before. I'd grown up in Indiana, certainly not one of the real snow states but someplace where snow is no stranger. Every year the TV stations blared winter storm and even blizzard warnings. Every year the snow trickled down and caused no problems. The alarmists had lost their ability to instill fear in...
Once upon a time in a land far, far away there lived a lovely girl called Snow White. Now when I say this girl was lovely, I mean she was bangin'! Just under six foot tall in her 5 inch stiletto hooker heels and legs that went all the way up... if you know what I mean. She had an ass that was so toned, she could crack walnuts between those butt cheeks. Her t...
{Because the mall is a magical place at Christmastime.} "Hey, Elf!" His name, of course, wasn't really Elf, but he'd been working at the main court in the mall for the past three years as Santa's helper and after correcting hundreds, no, thousands of small children who insisted on calling him "Elf", he answered to just about anything. Besides, he did have...
This story takes a long time to get to the actal sex part. If you're looking for a stroke-story, you'd better choose some other story. Avalanche. A-va-lanche. A r-syllable-word that rolled easily off the tongue. A beautiful, poetic word. But there was nothing poetic about the great mass of snow and ice that came falling down on them right now, with a deafe...
Snow White laid still, eyes closed, lips slightly parted, breath coming deep and even. She was aware—somewhat—of the outside world. Sometimes she could open her eyes a crack, though she saw little but the forest around her, the glass of her coffin reflecting back her appearance of hair black as ebony, lips red as the rose, skin white as snow. Perhaps she w...
PROLOGUE ----"Eden..." I run through the forest, the icy snow crunching underneath my bare feet. His voice echoes off the barren, snow-covered trees and into the vast wilderness. I cannot escape it. His voice is always there. Always following me. "Eden..." My heart is racing in terror, and I stretch my legs into long, graceful arcs, all the while straini...
It had been quite a winter so far. Above average snowfall, below average temperatures and it was only January. But it was Michigan. Today was quite a different story. The sun was actually out, it was approaching 40 degrees and some of the winter mix was quickly melting. It was Friday, and everyone was looking forward to the weekend. Some accident right outsi...
Walking in a Winter Wonderland There is just something about the first real snowfall; the blanket of white covering everything always leaves me breathless. The pureness of the event makes even the most tainted feel clean. Lately however I haven't been able to get such a feeling though because I live in an area of Canada where snow is almost never seen so...