A very special thanks to my editor! * The day had been physically and emotionally exhausting for Charmion. It was 2:00 and she had finally gotten a break for a quick lunch. After her short conversation with Aiden, they had hardly spoken to each other. Charmion would catch herself sneaking sidelong glances at Aiden, but quickly chided herself for her lack...
Brook walked into the pro-shop with the mindset that meant business. It had been a while, but she knew Will remembered her. She planned on correcting all the stupid mishaps that occurred and thoroughly dominating the situation this time. She knew what she wanted and she was going to get it. "Um, excuse me, is Will around?" Just then a beautiful specimen of...
Perhaps some of you may recall that I had extended an invitation for a friend to come and visit so we might bury the hatchet. Little did I know the learned man's time was short! I sent him a round trip ticket from his mountain retreat to Los Angeles. He called to say he would meet me at the airport. I prepared myself with a signboard cut from the side of a...
I used to ride with my darling, both before and after we married. It's not easy dating a cop, especially one on midnights. Or being married to one. We joked that our honeymoon lasted nearly until he retired because we only spent one night in four together. At that time the city had a Civilian Ride-along Program, to promote better community relations. Since...
The sun had long gone down and the third bottle of wine was but a memory. Claire was curled on the sofa with her feet on David's lap, Lydia sprawled in an armchair, more than a little drunk. 'Bedtime?' Claire offered hopefully. David nodded his assent. 'Right Lyds, you know where the bathroom is? Cool, see you in the morning'. David and Claire headed ups...
Ever wondered what would happen if you just let go? I mean really let go! Who gives a fuck what the world thinks. Be yourself not who or what they want you to be. I want to let go, I want to fly free and be myself and I want to be able to full fill my own fantasy and my boyfriend. I want to whiter and gasp and beg him to never stop. Leave claw marks on his b...
PART III: MEETING HYPO-LIAM The celebration did not last long. With an uproar, the doors to Jane's special tattoo parlor swung open and in came another set of six huge sumo wrestlers. They were carrying a man just as gingerly as they had carried in Draguette an hour before. They were followed by an equally raucous group of Chinese women, all elegantly dress...
I love getting my hair cut. It is such a sensual experience. Skilled fingers run through my hair, stroking my cheeks, holding my head steady as the scissors snip and trim. Afterwards, I look good and I feel good. Barbara is my usual stylist. She is beautiful, in an approachable, everyday kind of way. She could never have been a model, but I'm sure she turn...
It was always known to me that attracting women had to be done with some kind of finesse or even let's call it conviction. Not many will take the direct approach but the ones that do always seem to stand out a little more. I started my day like any other; coffee, bagel, and of course work. It wasn't a great day; little rain mixed with some high winds so eve...
Steve and Roger had been best friends since the first grade. Both were now seniors in college and fine looking young men. Steve was blonde and handsome almost to the point of being pretty. He stood six foot one and had a thirty inch waistline and broad shoulders. Roger was dark haired and six foot two with a rugged good looks and a slightly chunkier frame....