This is kind of a slow chapter. But thanks for those of you who have stuck around thus far. Sage became aware of her surrounding before she opened her eyes. Beneath her, a soft mattress conformed comfortably to her body, hugging her. Above her, a throw comforter completed the embrace, leaving her body feeling content and warm. Safe. The pillow beneath her h...
Giselle applied the clear topcoat to her ruby-red lipstick; she pursed her lips as she looked at her reflection in the mirror. "There; finally finished," she smiled to herself. It had taken Giselle nearly one hour to transform from 'Gary', her male alter-ego, into Giselle, the hot transvestite staring back at her from the mirror. She smiled to herself as s...
"Good afternoon Missus Moore, sorry to disturb you" I heard as if from a far. 'What the hell's that?' I thought wondering whether I was dreaming. I realised that I had dozed off. The glass of wine at lunch and the warm sun had got to me. Daniel our relief gardener was standing off to one side from where I was lying on a sun lounger. Jerry our usual garde...
"It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair..." Charles Dickens *** It's the middle of February, and it's going to...
"Don't even think about it." I recognized Bruce's voice without needing to turn my gaze from Natalia. She is intoxicating to watch on the tennis court. I watched her masterfully returning ball after ball unloaded from the high speed serving machine on the other side of the net. "She has amazing form," I said trying to cover myself. "Tennis form?" he aske...
The rest of the week was a blur as I thought about nothing than the upcoming date with Trent. Saturday morning rolled around and I was up early. I had made an appointment with Dr. Kelly about some things that had been on my mind for the last week. I didn't tell Mom or Susan about it, I just left them a note and said that I would be back in time for shopping....
When growing up Veronica Rose was not a beautiful girl but neither was she an ugly girl. To be truthful, she would have been a lot better looking had she wore contact lens and quit wearing plain dresses. She has small breasts, no hips to speak of and her ass, well it's not something most normal men would ogle over. If anyone wanted to get an idea of how Ver...
However much I admired Crystal's song-writing skills when I was playing in her band, I didn't really dwell much on the meaning of her lyrics. Certainly not with the intense attention to detail as Polly Tarantella. She quotes from Crystal Passion's lyrics as if it was poetry and uncovered depths of meaning in them that had never occurred to me. I suppose i...
"She's really nice. We met her this weekend at the picnic. Her brother is on the planning committee with Tim." I continued to read the e-mail message from my sister, noting the phone number and name, Kristen. Apparently, she had just moved back to Chicago from Baltimore, where she lived for a couple of years. Every once in a while, I would find one of thes...
Author's note: This story takes place in Season 5 by which point everybody is over the age of 18. ** The Rosewood Book Club had been established with the best intentions, but it had quickly become more of a wine and gossip club. Which was great for Ella Montgomery, especially the second time around. After all the club had been first assembled because the d...