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Character Descriptions: Jamie & Naomi: 15 years old. Breast 36B. Height 5 “6”. Blond hair. Pale blue eyes. Lillian “Lily”: 18 years old. Breast 34C. Height 5 “7”. Brown hair. Brown eyes. “I saw Lily kissing her boyfriend,” Naomi had told me. “So,” I shrugged
Charles held Alatem close after she'd begun to thrash in her sleep calling his name. She awoke with a start grabbing him holding him close and tight as If his and her lives both depended on it. Sighing she fell back to asleep after making Charles promise that he'd never leave her
Chapter 1 I was born William Edward Kingson. My mother had been a maid in the Keep of king Henry. I was the bastard son he refused to acknowledge like several others. My mother ended up marrying the captain of his guards
Cory McCloud stood guard, wrapped in his lead-lined poncho, and looked out over the magnificent mountains and valleys
There is a battle for the heart in me, a battle for my soul you see. For I am the last Instinct. Before even I was created their were my people. We were ancient beings who clawed our way out of the abyss that came before everything
This is the second in the series "An Account of an Arch Cocksman." Based on comments, I could see people DON'T like cliffhangers or anything seemingly episodic So let me preface this by saying this series WILL BE EPISODIC
A Note From The Author Greetings and salutations, reader. I'm writing to you, addressing you, with a very specific goal in mind. This story is not the first I have written, however it is the first I've felt comfortable enough in it's quality to publish online
After about two hours of setting up my room, it was finally done. I leaned back and stretched, taking in my room. The furniture was quite plain. A single bed, a desk, a bookshelf and clothes and coat hangers inside the closet
Chapter 7 It had been 4 months since returning from California and, although we weren't officially dating, Becky and I were exclusive. I must admit it was strange that I hadn't asked her officially, yet something told me it had to be done right and that required planning
Mark Jerked awake, what the hell? Last thing he remembered the drones had just touched down with him, oh yeah that's right Sam was mad at him, judging from the look on Nissie's face she wasn't too happy with him either
Chapter one Making a name All my life I have fought for everything I had, food, clothing, education and finally my position as a space pilot
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Chapter 23 = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Awakening Lyden Snow spared a quick glance over to where Sonia spoke to Shelly
This is my first publication Please guys. This is not a erotic one YET and would be boring to those who want a quick jerk. Please rate and comment on the story if you liked it. Also English is not my first language
Elsie; looked towards the bar; ---- I think I will get a drink Ralph ---- Ok see ya when ya get back. [Ralph laughs, right Elsie.] Elsie approaches the bar-keep. ---- Hello. ---- Hello he answers, enjoying the party Elsie. ---- YES!
This is my first attempt at writing so all comments actually related to the story are gratefully accepted into consideration for the next part(if there will be one, depending on how well this first part is accepted)
"Shelby," Derrick asked. "Were there many ships lost in this particular area?" "Searching, according to all information I have on all ship movements and battles I would have to say no but I feel that Conner may have more information than I, at the present moment," Shelby answered
n 3) -------------------- Alatem and Charles had been talking it over for over an hour, they were still no closer to a decision about what to do with Alatem's sister
NOTE: This story I found on Litorotica and this is my tribute to the author wanting to spread it around for him or her. "What a sight for sore eyes!" I beamed, then gave my oldest sister a hug that lifted her off the ground
Online erotica writing is a big leap from being just a reader. Whether you’re a reader or a writer, it’s easy to see this. When you’re a reader, you can hide comfortably behind a veil of anonymity and read people’s work, get off to it, and maybe even vote or leave a comment afterwards