Carrie pushed back from the desk, eyes bleary and tired. She'd spent the day working with her supervisor, Nancy, finishing end-of-month reports and logs for the small school in rural Texas – she was tired of staring at the computer screen and scratching notes with her pencil. Her mind, however, was in overdrive. Since early that morning Robert had been goin...
Francine tried to ignore the voice that was nattering from the back seat of the old jeep that carried them along the dusty road, thirty miles south of Baghdad. The voice belonged to Roxanne, a co-worker with the American consulting firm that had hired them both to help organize the maternity ward at a local hospital during the recent baby boom. Most of the t...
Chapter 5. Coughlin's Learning Curve "I think it time you got out of those clothes, Argie," Doctor Coughlin said smoothly. But Argie was still locked away in the never-never land of orgiastic bliss and didn't hear a word he said. So, as she was still basking in the afterglow of her orgasm, he quickly removed her sweater and grinned when he saw she wore a t...
As I stand up from the last candle along the side of the tub, a look of utter surprise overcomes my face as I stand naked; staring into the doorway at her, and in her arms is another woman. A striking blonde. Clearly a friend of hers. And very clearly here with us in the bathroom. "I hope you don't mind honey. But this is my friend Ashleigh. She caught a la...
You pull in to the parking garage in the middle of the city. The ambient heat settling in through your car's window is stifling almost suffocating. Your nerves are the only thing making you shiver through your chilled skin almost as if your heart was pumping ice water through your veins. You check the mirror one last time making sure your black eye liner and...
Beau sits on a concrete bench in bright Tivoli Gardens. He is happy to be resting, but hates conceding that his feet are sore and that he is unlikely to be able to carry on much longer into the sunny night. The rides and amusements of Tivoli remind him vaguely of Coney Island or the Santa Cruz Boardwalk. Tivoli, however, is cleaner and more orderly—the way h...
She lay supine on the chaise lounge, her long Indian skirt draped about her. She must not have heard his car, he thought idly, throwing his keys on his desk and removing his jacket. Glancing out, he watched her as she lay in the dappled shade of the sumacs, indolent and for once, resting. He was about to call to her when a little devil quieted his voice an...
I scrambled for my clothes and shook the hay from my hair. Lola Belle stumbled, pulling on her panties and giggling. She was chattering on about something, I didn't care, and I wasn't listening. I walked out of the barn before she was done talking. I was preoccupied with whoever had been spying on us from the barn doors. I checked all around the area and saw...
Desiree's P.O.V I moaned and rolled over in the extremely comfortable hotel bed. As I rolled, my head came in contact with a hard chest. I peeked through one eye and looked up to see a peacefully sleeping Justin. A soft smile etched its way onto my face as I remembered who I was with and why I was here. -F.B- I was cuddled into Justin's side as we reste...
He Loved The Lady With The Mona Lisa Smile She looked out her window, melancholy and reflecting on her life. The smell of gardenias and jasmine was a heady combination and it permeated on the morning air... the breeze so very gentle and stirring her to memories of days gone by. She was still a very beautiful woman well into her late seventies... with that c...