Holly’s Family Fortune’s Parts 3, 4, & 5
The sheriff said the gunman must have been following her or knew her itinerary as security at the conference centre was very strong. Who would target mum? She was kind and gentle. Holly broke down sobbing her heart out. Matt tried to hold back his own grief but was failing miserably, the big lump in his throat expanding while he held Holly tightly, both consoling the other. The news was a hammer blow to both of them and after the long process of...
read more...Almost gone for ever
It's been three years since my mother disappeared from our lives. I was the last person who spoke to her before she left the house for her appointment at the nail salon. She was getting a manicure and pedicure in preparation for the annual Christmas party thrown by the company where my dad worked. My mom, as always, wanted to look her best. After she got her nails done, she was supposed to pick up a new dress, then return home. Well . . ....
read more...Island Royale: The Report (Chapter Two)
Introduction: To make sense, start from the beginning…. Chapter Two ____________________________ A glorious sun-drenched early morning greeted me as I awoke in my bed alongside the lovely brunette door prize I had won at the party the previous evening. It had been arranged for me to interview Greg at nine oclock, so after fucking the young woman just once more I dismissed her from my suite, showered and shaved, and then contemplated what to...
read more...Transformation
Chapter 1 Jazz stood naked in the middle of her bedroom floor, the thick grey carpet feeling lush beneath her feet. Looking back over her slim shoulder, she admired herself in the mirrored wall that, like the mirrored ceiling, was a feature of the room. Jazz took in her body and her eyes scanned herself critically. Starting at her feet she examined her smooth shapely legs. She thought her calves were a little muscular and made a mental...
read more...Bless me Father (for I have sinned)
Awakening. The priest had heard the door shut quietly and settled into a comfortable position, ready to hear the usual liturgy of minor transgressions that would be forgiven with his scale of “Hail Mary’s” by way of absolution. Twenty minutes later, and having received an education in the emergence of one of his parishioners from drudge to the exalted woman she now was, he was, for the first time in his life, unable to dispense a...
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