A naughty little festive number from a few years back just to add a little spice to a somewhat stale Christmas. . Come to me, now while my moon is high. I am a stranger in this frosted, frigid land. I never was this Ice Queen nor wear the mantle well. We have dreams yet to be woven, works of our
» Read moreThis is a short horror story. It includes a description of the sex act – so, if you find such material offensive, please feel free to pass on it. All constructive comments gratefully received.
» Read moreThe Act Of Love Circles that flash with pleasures of fire, Fire that shoots to bowels and brain; Circles of soft and slippery pleasure, Circles that fill and circles that drain. Circles touching with sinewy softness, Softness as hard as ramrod or stake; Circles that sweep to planet’ry heavens, Circles to dream as if never to wake. Circles as smooth
» Read morecontinuing the story of the vendetta between a spirited young woman and an arrogant overprivileged youth
» Read moreFirst chapter of a story about a young woman who makes a half-crazed bid for revenge against the arrogant, privileged boy who wrecks her life. “What a morning!” said staff nurse Rosemary Harvey as the ward doors swung shut behind her. “The shift from hell!” Walking down the hospital corridor alongside her friend, auxiliary Janet Price nodded agreement. “Yea, it was
» Read moreA saucy little festive number from Christmas, 5 years ago. It was read more than two thousand times I think. (Shame seem to have lost stats from UKA) Posted to show another side to my multi-faceted persona!
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