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Elise, with her raven hair tied in a tight ponytail, strutted into the gym, her eyes scanning the room with a fiery intensity. Her short, fit figure moved with the grace of a dancer and the precision of a panther. Sweat beads glistened on her brow as she threw her duffel bag down next to the shiny wooden floor. The air had the scent of sweat and polished leather, a potent cocktail that always filled her with excitement. H...

We were all in a bubbly mood as we entered our basement room and locked the door. Yet right at the start, I had to worry about something. “Those locomotives have wide windows. Do you think the engineer saw us as he reached the curve?” Gina said, “Chloe, you’re such a worry-wart sometimes. What do you think? That he’s going to tell the dispatchers, who will issue a warning to watch for flashing girls just south of Williams...

It was very quiet at the state capitol. The Governor and most of his entourage were out of town. I was sitting in the Capitol Cafeteria having a cup of coffee with several people from various departments. It was a beautiful morning and I didn’t have much to do with the boss out of town. One of the younger clerks from the Attorney General’s office was telling us about hiking the Timpoochie Trail. It runs along the coastlin...

Mary Jane Walter woke up confused about where or whose couch she was lying on. She was an investigative journalist for the Daily News, covering a story about Dr. Greenworth, a scientist involved with some shady people. She had broken into his lab to find evidence against him, but everything that happened after entering the lab was foggy. However, her dream while unconscious was still clear in her head. She had exposed a c...

Her hair looked like spun gold, and her eyes were filled with pain and joy. When she smiled at you, it was like the two of you shared a secret. Every movement she made was elegant and deliberate; even the way her wrist arched as she took up a pen was beautiful. I couldn't help but watch her. She was like a beautiful, vivid rainbow that I couldn't take my eyes away from. I knew I shouldn't. I knew it wasn't right of me to...

Carole woke up before I did. I knew this from the whistle of the kettle and the aroma of toast! Ah, it was Sunday morning, what a lovely way to be awakened! Sitting up in bed, tea and toast on my tray and my girl by my side! Perfect! And that was how we stayed for most of the day, music playing on the radio, regular refills of tea and some beautiful lovemaking. Carole was awesome in bed, as well as being awesome out of be...