It's been a year now since all of this started. The time has gone by so fast that I decided that I had better write this story now while everything is still fresh in my mind even though the final chapter of this story is still six weeks away on December 31. Actually this whole thing started almost exactly one year ago on the weekend before Thanksgiving (for...
The following chapters have been edited by Woodsman's game and Curtis. I thank them both for their time, effort, and kindness. Chapter One – Elise Layla's Leatherwear - it stocked nothing but leather – clothing, boots, chaps, whips and more. If you wanted it, and it was made of hide, Layla's was the place to go. Although expensive, the store always did goo...
Eleanor lay on the bed, gazing out of her sun roof at the beautiful, bright blue sky; the same as her eyes. Her luscious, wavy and sandy blonde hair spread out over the bed. She couldn't have asked for a life that was as perfect as hers. Just in the bathroom was Bekka pampering Valerie's feet. Eleanor looked at Bekka, two months pregnant with her child. Elea...
Pamela had already made the picnic and packed it into a wicker basket when the boys arrived. She'd cleaned the kitchen as well, been a thorough little domestic goddess with her mom and dad away for the week. And finally she had changed from jogging pants and T-shirt into her costume. Nothing outlandish, just a simple white-muslin dress and sandals, and then...
In some ways I won the gene lottery; in others I was either at the end of the line or left out entirely. The ways I won? I'm good looking and fairly athletic. By the time that I was eighteen I was six two, two hundred pounds, with shiny blond hair, deep azure eyes, and a cherubic face, and was an all-conference lacrosse player. As I write this I'm still the...
Copyright 2007 Kyie X all rights reserved. Intended for adults only. =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Thwap-Thwap-Thwap "Kylie, time to rise and shine, honey..." I heard a soft male voice singing softly and something hot and heavy, almost soft but very firm, was hitting me on the face. On my forehead and cheeks. On my lips. "Open up, Kylie..." The voice urge...
Part 2: Instinct "Wake up, Carina," a voice called to Gabriella pulling her from her sleep. Her eyes fluttered open and she found a pair of cool gray ones staring down at her. "What? How did you..?" The man from the club lay in the bed next to her, one arm holding him over her so he could look into her eyes. "Shh," he whispered slowly leaning down to mee...
She studied the top of his head and selected the exact point of entry. It was to be the motor cortex just behind the frontal lobe. It would affect immediate paralysis of basic movements and the brain stem would cease to stimulate the lung muscles. His life would expire within ninety seconds. He was grunting as he continued his savage thrusts into her and gr...
Author's Note: This takes place in the same universe as Let He Who is Without Sin and The Lonely Autopilot. Just removed a few millennium. Also, just to be clear, everyone is eighteen. Enjoy! ***** "Mommmmmmmmmmm!" The tone of voice was older than the solar system and recognizable across most of the long, patchwork history of humanity. Prehistorical ne...
Susan Richards slid open the door to her walk-in closet and went inside. She peered left and right. Beautiful garments in silk, satin, and lace filled it. They came from the world over, pieces from the Orient, from London, from Paris, from New York. What to wear? She decided on her lavender outfit, a silky, racy number with a demi-bra, a laced-neck corset, s...