Quietly, Rene rose from her bed. She crawled to where Brianne was sleeping soundly and covered her mouth. The handmaid was startled from her sleep but stilled when she saw Rene's face in the firelight. The princess raised a single finger to her lips as she removed her hand from her friend's mouth. Brianne nodded and silently rose from her bed; she didn't nee...
It was one of the most elaborate costume parties she'd ever been invited to and it made her nervous in ways she hadn't felt since junior high. She was no stranger to costume parties, elegance, "foofaraw." But this was, as her bombastic friend Shaniquah would say, "a whole notha level." Shanie had flown out from Atlanta to meet her just for this; she thought...
Chapter 2: The Removal of Sharon's Problem Awakening suddenly feeling panicky and utterly confused Sharon lay unable to move for the moment, she never was a morning person at the best of times. Finding herself in an unknown bed in the unfamiliar hotel room Sharon felt very strange indeed, oddly satisfied and incredibly weak. Weakly she lifted her arm and ch...
The front door bell rang and it was the girl from the agency and the young woman destined to be the Astonbury's new housekeeper. Lord Astonbury himself opened the door and as instructed by her boss the pretty young Agency girl kissed him chastely on the cheek, before introducing Allison. Lord Astonbury invited them in and followed them into the reception lou...
"It's now or never!" I thought as I stubbed out my fourth cigarette then drained the final dregs of my third cup of coffee of the hour. I stood up, straightened my pink halter-neck dress and glanced once more at the non-descript house on the opposite side of the street. As I hurried across the road I thanked God that I was in a town three miles away from whe...
"Adora what?" Luke frowned at his playboy friend – the self-named, self-made Billy o'Naire – who'd gone rigid on his barstool. "La Bocca d'Oro. She's here. There. No, don't look." Luke sipped a beer that cost more than his shirt and swept his eyes across the uber-cool terrace-bar, all sculptures, sea-views and suits. He did not belong here. He was not to b...
A good friend of mine was going out of town for a month and she asked me if I would stop by her house every few days to get the mail and check on it. I didn't even hesitate in answering because she had such a lovely house. I loved to hang out in her garden as well. Saturday morning found me, coffee in hand, looking out at her garden and wondering how she co...
"Honey, it's all right," Sandra soothed. "Sometimes he irritates me to no end, Gram," Billy whined. They were still sitting in the barn, the others having departed on their morning ride, after being discovered screwing on a stack of hay bales in one of the stalls. "We'll just have to be more discrete in the future," she said softly, trying to ease her gra...
Chapter 1.0 - You call this abuse? Note: All participants in this story are over the age of 18. All good things come to an end, eventually. In the case of young adults, house mates come and go. Ann and Dave had lived together for two years, first as friends in different bedrooms, then as frequent sex partners. Then, not so frequent. Finally, Ann moved...
Being the opening chapter of Isabella Silverto's story of remembrance and awakening in which a funeral brings back memories of a dark family secret and Isabella renews an acquaintance. * Naples June 1736: The family of Alberto Silverto was in mourning. The family matriarch, and Alberto's aunt on his father's side, Donna Elvira Del Malachi Silverto had fina...