I lay my book down with a sigh. It can't seem to hold my interest tonight. It is a good book but my thoughts keep drifting to you. I miss you more than words can tell. I am laying with my stomach presses against my bed. My legs are spread a little. My pillow under my chest as I use my elbows to prop me up. I can feel the soft cotton against my bare skin. I...
My wife and I began fantasizing and role-playing about six months ago, and it has really helped enliven our sex life. We enjoy creating scenes and then telling each other and acting out some of the experiences. Two weeks ago I returned from a two-week business trip. After dinner we were sitting in the dining room when Paula mentioned that while she was alon...
I had emailed Sir earlier that day that I would be going to the library to return some movies that I had checked out, and to pick up some more books to read. I've got my iPod in and I walk absentmindedly to the library and hand my movies to the tired looking, but kind girl behind the counter and head up to the science fiction section. After I pull a few book...
Business had been pretty good for the winter months, such as winter was in Jacksonville, Florida. Aidan Gray had owned the landscaping business he bought from the man who'd mentored him and taught him everything he knew six years ago. Now, at the age of 34, things were going quite well, and with summer just around the corner, the potential to make a lot of...
BOOK ONE Sunrise and bad weather on the Prairie can be a site of sadistic beauty -- A frightening thing, like a lion loosed from its cage while the tamer sleeps. Often when the weather is bad I am restless, sitting up nights or rising early before the dawn to walk out and watch the rainfall when sleep won't come to me. The summer nights have only just beco...
Silvertree Chronicles Book Three, Rise of the Paladin, Part 2 (Enhanced Edition) Synopsis: The Grandson of Eldar Silvertree, son of Brannar, Lortan 'Storm Wraith' Silvertree, Travious Silvertree Knight Paladin, Champion of Corellon Larethian finished his ninety years of Training. The task before him was daunting as he understood why elven paladins were need...
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Don't have much to say about this chapter. All I can say is I had a lot of fun writing this chapter :D I'm excited for all of ya'll to read it. Comment/ Rate/ Email me what you think. Your comments are useful, I do read all of them. It lets me know what your assumptions are and what your mind process of this story is. It also helps me figure out if there are...
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My love's hands are deformed. They were deformed at birth. If you see her on the street, or walk up to her at our library's reference desk, you will see that three fingers on her right hand are shortened and webbed, and her thumb is curiously shaped. Her left hand is more affected—all the digits are stubs, so that it looks something like a paw. On its own yo...