Author's Note: I'd like to thank my editor, Mikothebaby, for editing this chapter for me and for being a great fan! ;-) Also, I want to thank all of you guys for continuing to read and vote and comment. That really means a lot to me. As usual, this story is a work of fiction, and any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is entirely coin...
Part 2: A Taste of Mango I woke up feeling contented but a little disoriented. There was a warm body snuggling against my back and an arm draped over my waist, but I gave a start when I realized it wasn't Matt's. Something about the feel and scent fast-forwarded my mind through the events of last night when, too tired to face the drive home, I fell asleep...
Eyes still closed, I pressed my lips against the back of his warm neck. He did not stir when I positioned my breasts and belly against his back and draped a long leg over his hip. I let my fingers wander under his t-shirt and gently trace his nipples as I tried to remember the details of the dream that had caused me to awake in such a state of excitement. A...
"We're currently at our budgetary capacity for the month. I cannot afford any other field trips or purchase orders for the next couple months. Look, I know we need new text books but we will just have to make due," Valerie spoke into the phone. "If there is no money, there is no money. I am not a leprechaun with a pot of gold I can dig into. I'll do my best...
She'd seen her go in. She was inside the diner. All Rachel needed to do was wait and she'd come out, that would be her chance. The day started normal enough, aside from Leah's further absurdity in the breast department, with Gretchen demanding she hang out. With most of the original group gone, turned to lesbians and enamoured with Carmen it seemed, the quee...
When I open the door, the delivery man stands right here before my very own eyes with a very bright and big smile, saying out happily and composedly the words, "Good morning, Miss Mila Brooks." I don't want to be rude to him, but honestly speaking, I woke up in a sour, bitter mood today. With a feigned, insincere, and faked-up smile, I reply him: "Good mor...
Chapter 2: Our First Night Together "Dace?" Her voice was soft and low in the darkness, but also burdened with an unmistakable trembling. The door was open between our rooms though the beds were such that we could not see each other. She had wanted to leave it open so I didn't seem so very far away, and asked if that would be all right. It was fine with me....
Mary resisted the urge to adjust herself as she strode into the school. Gretchen followed her, teasing Ashley and Zoey while Rachel skulked along behind them. None of them were paying attention to her, though the rest of the student body kept her in sight constantly. She knew they were wary of her, rightfully so, yet it didn't empower or inspire her as it ha...
Part 32: Preparations for Graduation Cardinal Wong, the Papal Nuncio to the United States, which read in diplomatic speak meant the Ambassador to the United States from the Vatican, looked up in surprise as two men entered his office. After greeting the one he knew, Bishop Jacoby, he was introduced to Father Francisco, and they sat to discuss something that...
Approaching 35 years of being married, Bobbi and Joshua Greenberg reflect on their time together. Each of the partners will give you their perspective on why their romance has lasted so long. This is Part 1 of a multi-part series. Give it time to heat up. This is a work of fiction where I have taken some historic liberties and a few suggestions from the wom...