Outside, a gust of air caused a few leaves to break away from the blooming trees along the sidewalk. Across the street stood the white picket fence of Marjorie and Howard Wells. A short path of stones wove through the green grass, leading to the front door. “I hope you have time to stay for a while so I can offer you some refreshments.” Marjorie bent down to retrieve the key to the house, which she and her husband, Howard...

Summer had arrived in the delightful Sunny Hills. Lilacs, western redbuds, globe gilias, and sunflowers were in bloom. The bees were collecting pollen, and the kind folks of the garden borough enjoyed the warm weather and clear blue sky. Along the white picket fences of Myrtle Street, a woman, fifty-one years old, with flowing brown hair, was walking home from the local grocery store, Little Pete’s. She wore a loose summe...

As the sun began to wander down above San Casciano dei Bagni, the siblings, Alberto and Isabella had managed to run all of their errands, and in Isabella’s case, also a very exciting visit to Florianas. “I think that was all of it.” Alberto went over the list of things to do in town. “There’s almost no room for me up front.” The wooden cargo bed on the front of the bicycle was practically full of packages and bags. “Isabe...

Chapter 7 In the sparkling clear waters outside the resort, Shelby, Jennie, and Danielle laughed and smiled while they splashed water at each other. Their soft, yet firm breasts jiggled and bounced through the warm water as they did. “Hah.” Jennie splashed a big wave toward Danielle. “Oh, I’ll get you.” Danielle ran both her hands under the surface and threw them up, making an even bigger wave. Just as the water hit her,...

“I hope you’re not tired of the beautiful weather we’ve been having because there’s going to be another sunny day in Valley County…” The forty-two-year-old Alan Westerman looked out through the window of his radio studio from atop the hill. The glimmers from the sun as it rose over the Valley was quite a thing to behold, a sight that Alan had been fortunate to experience for almost twenty years being the local weatherman...

Chapter 5 Over at Combs Highschool, the bells had already rung, signaling the end of the day. Above, the sun stood high with nearly no clouds covering its warmth. Next to the road, by a large oak tree, under some shade, Joseph waited for Melea like he always did. They usually rode together in one of the buses. While he waited, he took out his notebook and returned to a poem he had begun earlier. In Valley County, a jewel...

Chapter 4 Joshua anxiously watched the elevator’s arrow move slowly towards the bridal suite’s floor. His mind was filled with thoughts and images of what had been going on in their room whilst he had gone to pick up their suitcases. A part of him didn’t want to imagine what he, after seeing what he had at the resort, knew had most likely transpired whilst he had been away. Joshua had pictured Megan in bed, her legs sprea...

“Mrs. Wells.” Patricia, naked, and in a somewhat of a hurry, gave chancellor’s Glover’s secretary a pleasant nod on her way past. “Professor Walsh.” Louise returned the courteous gesture. Again, when she noticed all that delicious cum on the professor’s face, she felt her bare nipples aching to be touched. For a quick moment, Louise closed her eyes and imagined the sensual feeling of Chancellor Glover shooting all his thi...

Across town, a mile away from where she had dropped off her daughter and her boyfriend, Amarika pulled into Valley County College. On the campus, since it was Jabari day, the black students and faculty, similarly as Amarika were all displaying their proud heritage by dressing in African-styled garbs. The other students and faculty were, of course, showing their appreciation and admiration for the proud tradition by being...

Jim Danvers sat behind his desk on the third floor. He had been the office manager for the last five years, and the last couple of years had been quite profitable for the company. "Have to congratulate you again Jim, another year, and we've seen nothing but increased revenue streams and productivity from your floor." Charles Vanderholm stood up. The man was in his mid-sixties, white hair and an equally white mustache. "Th...

Out in the middle of nowhere, the three young women from the museum followed the directions that the Sheriff had given them. It took them along an old and bumpy dirt road. On the way, they passed a couple of farmsteads and barns and a beautiful creek that stretched by the road for a mile. "You know, even if we don't find the painting, I think I should stop by at the Sheriff's station anyway, just to thank him again for th...

Just outside the Galleria, Danielle, Shelby, and Jennie could see the impressive pool area, buzzing with people on their right side. To their left, there was a small meadow garden where a group of female guests enjoyed a serene yoga session, under the guidance of a good looking and charming black instructor. The young and shirtless yoga instructor had the women's full attention as he leaned to the right side and stretched...

Joseph Kerns, a senior at the Combs high school, stood by the sidewalk outside his house. As always he wore a nice dress shirt, though today he wore a brand new one that his girlfriend had helped him pick out yesterday. Girlfriend… Joseph thought to himself. He still had a hard time believing that he and Melea were actually together. He had been in love with her since the first time he saw her back when they were just jun...

Chapter 2b   Across the charming and masonry-built town, Alberto had made it to Marino’s, a small general store, which also served as the local post office. Through an open window just above the store, the heavy moans of a woman flooded the stone laid street outside. “Ohh ohhh sii Arrigo, siii!” On the other side of the street, on a bench, two elderly men joyfully looked up at the window. “Sure brings back some memories,...

Chapter 2 At the Abruzzo vineyard, Alberto had made it over to the barn where he saw Alessio Abruzzo and Mattia Tocci. The two men had just finished mending the last few grape baskets when Alberto, with a bit of nervousness, stepped up to them. “Buon giorno signore Abruzzo, signore Tocci.” Alberto greeted the two men politely, though his attention was mostly towards Adriana’s father Alessio. “Buon giorno Alberto.” Alessio...