While Katherine was sitting on the bed, considering her surroundings, she noticed that the room was beginning to fill with pleasant smells. At first she wondered, but quickly she realized that it was food, and probably coming from downstairs. She followed the scent back to the kitchen, and sure enough, there was Vic standing in the kitchen over a large skill...
My mouth dries out as I watch his long fingers work the buttons of his shirt, my fingers itching to touch the expanse of bare chest slowly being exposed. Shivers of anticipation tingle up and down my spine as I watch his hands fall to his waistband, his long fingers slipping the material over his hips. I unconsciously lick my lips as he moves in closer. Hi...
It was our first Christmas together. The day had been spent decorating the house. We had gotten to the final box when you smiled and said "Oh, mistletoe -- my favorite!", sounding delighted and giving me a teasing smile. I returned your smile and asked where we should hang it. "Probably the light fixture in the living room. That way we will be able to fin...
Dixie knelt before him as he entered the house. Master had been gone on a very long trip, and she also competed with His wife for His time. He was tired and she expected some extra tension with this visit. They had had some e-mail correspondence during his trip about His home troubles. More bullshit about His wife then she cared to read about, but she was Hi...
"What the fuck?" Howie Long exclaimed. "What are you doing Harry? Harry Boner's Sex Academy? Is this another one of your nut-ball ideas?" "Yeah. You're gonna like this idea? I might even let you in on it," Harry Boner said smiling. "Just think about it. All these horny women coming to my warehouse looking for sex because their wimpy husbands and boyfriends...
"That bikini looks good on you, little girl," Came a voice over the phone that echoed loudly in the empty and quiet bathroom. The young girl on the other end of it looked directly at the phone, leaning against a shampoo bottle on the counter, pointing directly towards her. "Thank you," Came a quiet reply in a girlish voice, sounding very nervous and unsure...
I met Carlos and Andrea about a year ago. They were older than the people I normally hand around with, both well into their thirties, compared to my early twenties. For some reason we just hit it off and we became good friends. Carlos was a handsome man, had a good job, and worked hard at it. Andrea also worked, although I suspect she didn't need to, as Car...
I was just out on a random patrol when I got a call for a neighbour's dispute along one of the back roads leading out of town. You know the type of road, wanders out of town and into the bush, not going anywhere in particular. Turned up at the neighbours to find an old guy yelling at the mother of a teenager, threatening mayhem and murder, with the mother ye...
What had started out as a fun hiking trip had quickly turned into a disaster. When we set out for Gallow Mountain, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, we'd planned a whole weekend around the trip. We packed up the car and set out on our road trip, excited to hike, climb, explore, and relax. Blake stopped and doubled over, his hands on his knees. He groaned audib...
It was Tuesday, and everyone knows that Tuesday is a great day to buy books. I am what some would call a bookworm, others would just say I have a rare form of LOCD, literary obsessive compulsive disorder. By my own account, I am a collector. My house is my evidence; it is full of books. I own fifteen four-shelf bookcases. My coffee table is made of books and...