Watching her stand there, staring out the window of my hotel room took my breath away.  Her blonde hair flowing down, her perfect hips and shapely legs send a jolt through my veins like lightning. I walk up behind her, placing my hand on her hip and moving her hair to the side. I waste no time letting my lips find the back of her neck and I can feel her shiver with anticipation. I begin kissing up and down her neck while...

  I laughed when you said I was café au lait. I’ll make sure you... stay up... late, You make my kitty cat purr, my Italian Monsieur. My brothers to you bragged about size and girth The smile on your face, one of mirth you talked about skill and having only a hammer all they could do was stammer. I fondle your gift, an Italian horn dreaming of another, both my lips to adorn. Nestled between my breasts, your creamy deposit...

She walked in and my world stopped. I stared like a hormonal teenager, but I couldn't take my eyes off of her. She wasn't the most beautiful woman I had ever seen, she wasn't the fittest, nor was she particularly well dressed. I can't pin down what it was that captured me, but I was hooked.Part of it was her walk! She strode with a confidence I had seen in very few people. Not an arrogant walk, but a walk that said, 'Here...

Ellie spent most of the morning with her nose in her computer, hardly pausing to look away unless Grace asked her a question. Grace picked up on Ellie’s conversational distance and tried to keep her questions to a minimum. She wished the girl would talk more, but there was little she could do other than wait for her to open up. Still, at least she was willing to answer her questions, though she refused to make eye contact...

  Ellie slumped gratefully to the couch and let out a sigh. She reached behind her and pulled her shoulder-length auburn hair out of its loose ponytail. She had a long day and it felt good to finally relax. Her office recently fired the only other person in her department, so she was stuck with the extra work until they found a new replacement. Cindy, her boss, must have conducted 15 interviews in the last month, yet no o...

In the morning, when they wake, she asks Donald to check the other small drawer on the top of her father's chest.  She explains, “Thank goodness you realize what was in the one drawer, heaven help it if someone at the auction house found those.” Donald chuckles and tells her that he thinks there are a couple of other things she will take to their home as reminders as he hands her the brush and paddle.  He fiddles with the...

Donald and Emma step into the clawfoot tub, but first stand and try to rinse most of the remains of their food play off them with the sprayer.  They pull the curtain around the tub, so they are now in their own rosy world.  When all the drips from their games run down the drain, and the water is nice and warm, they sit on the sides of the tub as it fills three-quarters way up. Only then do they lower themselves into the w...

That night, Sunday night, after all that transpired during the day, Donald led Emma to his room for the first time.  They drop their robes and climb into his high, big, bed.  Donald holds her close to him during the night, but something doesn’t feel right. Donald wants Emma in his bed with him, but he realizes that the bed they share perfectly together is the one in what is Emma’s room, the one they have come to occupy to...

I’m warm, safe. She’s next to me, hugging one of my arms around her shoulder like a blanket. I draw in a breath of her scent and… “Sal?” I ask, allowing the smallest possible amount of light through my eyelids, reality comes back. “Mmm.” Now don’t get excited, Sal is most certainly not someone I expected to ever find in my bed. Me and Sal don’t have compatible sexualities. Well, not anymore anyway. Sofa? I remember where...

Suzi went back in and started sorting some stock, she waited for the police and an explanation of what the hell was happening! What she was really waiting for was quitting time. The clock seemed to move at half speed. She moved through the curtains from the upper stockroom into the main floor and saw two cops as they talked to Nadine. One was a young man with a raw look to him. The other one was one of her favorite people...

"That should do it. Time check," Belinda wiped sweat from her brow with her t-shirt as she braced her entrenching tool against the entrance of the newly constructed "bunker-in-a-bag."  Unless you were part Mountain Goat, the winding ridgeline trail was the only drivable and walkable unbroken overland route from town to our base. Prior to SkyFire, arrays of remote sensors and wireless cameras guarded the pathway to the Soc...

Donna was having a frustrating day! Three clients made noises about moving to a new firm, a failed bid to take over PR work for a new client, and a call from the IRS about her ex-husband. "What a messed-up day!" She thought to herself as she tossed her blonde hair over her shoulder and turned her head to back out of her parking space. She clicked on a small tape recorder at the same time and started to list some approache...

"Thank you, what’s the deal?" I asked as I took the offered towel from Sheila’s hands and fluff-dried my thinning mane. Hair loss among men is a myth. It’s not so much that our locks leave as that they change location. The stuff that had lived on my head now grew out of my ears. "Jen thinks the ionosphere has settled enough for shortwave. At her suggestion, I’ve decided it time we start a twenty-four-seven radio watch.  Y...