PART SEVEN: By Dawn's Early Light Jane Matthews eyes opened and she yawned. Light flooded through the thin gauze at the bedroom window. She arose, naked and pulled the long black sheared beaver coat from the bed and placed it over her shoulders. She took the last cigarette from the pack that she and Ruth Mears had worked their way through, and lit it at the...
Thanks to starrkers and drksideofthemoon for reading and helpful feedback. * "Why doesn't he touch me?" thought Jasmine. Lying on her side, propped on one elbow, she adored her sleeping husband. It was three in the morning. Six hours earlier, she'd come to bed naked. The lack of a nightgown was supposed to send a clear signal to her husband of eight years....
Disclaimer: All characters in this story are over eighteen years of age. In the Middle Ages, as now, the development of sexual maturity depends largely upon diet. One can imagine poor people in the Middle Ages did not have abundant food and therefore matured a little later. Chapter one, in which Alexander obtains Julie, a poor farm girl Alexander, a proud...
Here I am. My wife and I decided we needed to rent out our extra bedroom and now I am the one sleeping in it. Is this the truth? Every damn word of it is. We had run into some difficulty with money. Nothing big, but enough to make it hard to meet the monthly obligations. So my wife, Lynn, and I thought this would be a good idea. Enough to pay the bills and...
5. Into The Light As she came awake, Faline slowly realized two things. The first was that she was freezing cold, and the second was the tight, aching pain throughout her entire body. She sat up slowly and tried to take in her strange surroundings. The last thing she remembered was fleeing through the forest, but now she found herself inside of some sort o...
Having no idea where to search first, she wandered the halls and corridors of the keep, looking at the portraits on the walls, studying the faces. Some she knew, some she didn't recognize, but still felt a certain kinship to them. Feeling herself being drawn to the ground floor, she found the staircase and descended it. The room that seemed to be pulling her...
Michael and Diane had been married less than a year when their sexual quirks began to emerge. Blessed, or some might say cursed, with voracious appetites for sex, their experimentation sometimes lasted for days. Their games invariably included liberal doses of bondage and discipline. Quite by accident, they discovered that they achieved the greatest sexual g...
The Ahlissan Chronicles ~ Book II ~ A Perilous Journey ~ 4 ~ A Flower by any Other Name Lord Brion left Erica when they turned and saw Kira waiting patiently to talk to her Shalafi; the adults smiled and asked her how long she had been standing there. All she would answer with was a childish giggle. Brion placed a kiss on Eryca's forehead and left...
Roger had spent the whole morning helping Georgina tidy up Richard's things they found little of his. They ploughed through the material detritus of two vibrant but criminally shortened lives. "He obviously kept his stuff at the airfield. I'll deliver this stuff to his Commanding Officer so he can forward it to his family with his other possessions. What ar...
The night she arrived in Paris, before she unpacked a wilder, freer, dimension of herself, Daija had a dizzying notion: "What if he wasn't waiting, as promised, at the carousel on Quai Branly?" she mused. She shook off her doubt as easily as the fear that no longer imprisoned her, now that she had traveled across an ocean from repression. If his love proved...