The Count was not one to take visitors in the middle of the night, but Sir Alan Tinsley was a different matter. In their youth, they had formed part of the core of the renowned adventuring group 'Reavers of Aethwin'. Membership had changed over the years, but during that formative decade they had been among the cornerstones of the band. 'Lightning' Alan Tins...
Another mini-segue chapter. Sorry for the long delays for people who have liked this story. I had a few commissions to work on but I appreciate your kind words! ***** 11:30 was always the beginning of the lunch time rush. Ashley was stuck at the register serving a seemingly endless line of students. With her apron covered in coffee grounds and a loose ban...
Author's note: As always I owe a debt of gratitude to Angel Love for not only editing this story but helping me become a better writer. You are a wonderful person Angel and a true friend. Thank you. * Your dreams that night were even more exciting than the previous evening but the incredible soreness between your legs prevented you from touching yourself....
Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. ***** Chapter 1 Edna Pritchette waddled into the kitchen where her mother was nursing one month old Jack Junior and poured herself a cup of coffee from the metal pot that was on the gas stove. "Doctor says too much that coffee ain't good for you," her m...
The party was starting to quieten down, so I suggest we go somewhere a little more private. Smiling you suggest your hosts parents wouldn't like that but take my hand anyway as I lead you quietly out of the function room and into the waiting elevator. Once again with mock innocence in your voice you ask "Where I am taking you?" - Your smile and the eagerne...
I felt the hand gently shaking my shoulder. "Time to wake up Tall, you still have a few more weeks of school left and then you can sleep your days away." It was Louise, our housekeeper. "What went on around here last night? It looks like you had an orgy, but there was only two of you." As consciousness slowly seeped into my sleeping brain, last night starte...
Sadie stumbled. Tripped over a lone piece of drift wood on the deserted beach. She had been walking for an hour, maybe more. She had no idea how far she was from the bungalow she had rented on the isolated Northern Welsh coast. It would be easy enough of course to simply re-trace her steps. But that would take time. Time she might not have if the dark clouds...
It was a box. Or possibly a crate - wooden sides with a bit of plastic on the side containing what I'd think was a packing slip. No visible marks otherwise. No 'fragile' (which my mind nearly always reads mentally as fra-jill-ay) or other stamped text. Just a decent sized box (crate?) sitting on the second step of the little concrete steps leading to my fron...
Coach Miller owned a farm eight miles outside of town. A long driveway led up to the five bedroom, two story Colonial. Two small ponds dotted the acreage; otherwise crops hugged the landscape for as far as the eye could see. Coach Miller leased the land to a neighbor who did the actual farming. Dean had only been to the house once before, a couple of years a...
"How about Tom Cruise and Katie Holmes?" Mr. Morris looked up from his expense report and scowled at Larry, his assistant. "Absolutely not. Out of the question." Larry frowned. "Why not?" "I don't want that scientologist freak around me. Bored me half to death talking about his newfound religion at last year's Cannes Film Festival. Who's next on the list?...