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Around the middle of July things started to get weird at Pond Cove. You may be wondering what I consider weird since I have been telling how I and three other submissives have been running around naked obeying our Mistresses all summer, but this is different. Something weird was happening with the Mistresses.

It has to do with power... or authority... or assertiveness or something. Before this summer, I didn’t know I was a submissive. And over the weeks, I’ve figured out that I am less assertive– or maybe I should say more submissive– than holly or puddy tat or cheryl... especially cheryl. She scares me sometimes. There are times that her dark eyes look like they are boring right through me. It’s pretty obvious that she is the head slave– or whatever– when the Mistresses aren’t around. Then it is puddy tat and then holly and then me. I knew right away that there was a definite pecking order to us slaves. But I hadn’t realized that Masters and Mistresses also had an order of authority or power.

I realized pretty fast that Mistress Sam seemed to be physically the most powerful of the three Mistresses. One look at her bulging muscles told me that. She could probably hold her own against most men in a knock-down, drag-out fight. But despite that, Mistress Gloria somehow usually gets her way. She will say things in that certain way and what she said is what always gets done. Once Mistress Tracy suggested something really stupid and Mistress Gloria just looked at her hard like a momma looking at a misbehaving child. She didn’t say anything, but Mistress Tracy suddenly stepped back and apologized.

“I’m sorry, Mistress Gloria,” she said in almost a quaking voice, “that was totally stupid of me. Please forgive me.”

For a minute I thought that she was going to drop to her knees, but Mistress Gloria just shook her head slightly and said, “Forget about it, Tracy.” Then she added a little more firmly, “Just don’t let it happen again.”

That was in mid-June. It wasn’t anything really major, but from that point on, it seemed like there was friction between the three Mistresses. Maybe there was before and I hadn’t noticed it, but something was wrong. Nothing specific was said, but it was there under everything. I think Master Jeremy and slave kristi coming into the cove for the Fourth of July aggravated things. Mistress Tracy seemed really bitchy for several days after Master Jeremy left. Then about two weeks later, the three Mistresses got into a really loud argument at breakfast.

I don’t know what the original argument was all about. We couldn’t hear that over in the kitchen. But it got really loud when things exploded. “I think we need to clarify who is in charge here,” Mistress Tracy said, slamming her fork down on her plate. “You two treat me like I’m one of your slaves,” she almost screamed. Then she stood up next to the table, put her fists on her hips and said, “I demand a reckoning.”

“What do you suggest,” Mistress Gloria said calmly, “dueling pistols at forty paces?”

She was smiling, but no one laughed at her suggestion. We slaves sort of crouched down and hid in the kitchen waiting to see what would happen.

“I am willing to acknowledge Mistress Gloria as our leader,” Mistress Sam said calmly.

“I’m not!” Mistress Tracy yelled, stomping her foot for emphasis.

Slave cheryl stepped out of the kitchen slightly and bowed her head. Slave cheryl had changed a lot since the Fourth of July also. Actually she had changed a lot since she lost our little contest and all of her body hair. She was... different. She was still acting very submissive to Mistress Sam, but the way she carried her body and the way she walked and talked was just... different. Maybe it was because when the hair on her head began to grow back in it was in tight curls. I hadn’t thought anything about it, but she was a black woman with very straight hair. Evidently the tight curls were what her hair should naturally be. There was now just enough hair on her head to make a tight skull cap of curly black hair.

“May I speak?” she asked softly.

“Why not?” Mistress Sam said. Mistress Gloria nodded her head. Mistress Tracy just stood there glaring with her hands on her hips.

“If you are seeking a physical challenge,” cheryl said, “you have already tested a course with us. The target portion could remain the same, but perhaps you would want to swim or run farther because you are better than us humble slaves.” She bowed slightly and then added, “You can add other things to the course, but it would be a proven way to test your physical strengths.”

“Great suggestion,” Mistress Sam said. Then turning to Mistress Tracy she asked, “What do you think?”

“I think I would stomp both your asses,” Mistress Tracy said angrily.

“Ahh,” said Mistress Gloria, “but like before, there is the matter of incentive.”

“The slaves raced for their hair,” said Mistress Tracy. “It could be the same incentive.”

“That is a dangerous thing to say,” replied Mistress Sam. “A Mistress without her hair could easily be mistaken for a slave.”

“Then don’t lose,” Mistress Tracy said bitterly, putting her face only inches from Mistress Sam’s.

“OK,” Mistress Sam said, standing up and facing us three who were still cowering in the kitchen. “This is what will happen. Cheryl and puddy tat get out the arrows and set up the targets. Weird worm and holly tow the kayaks and swim float out to the middle of the lake near the outer barrier. That just about doubles the swimming and the paddling. Then we race just like they did. First one back is head Mistress. Last one back loses her hair... ALL of her hair.”

She looked over at Mistress Tracy and asked, “Do you think that will settle this for you?”

“Damned straight!” Mistress Tracy spat out.

“Then let’s do this,” Mistress Gloria said. She pointed at puddy tat and said, “Go get our swim suits.”

“They did it naked,” Mistress Tracy said almost angrily. “We do it naked. Then the loser is ready to be sheared.”

“O... K...” Mistress Gloria said. “Puddy tat and cheryl,” she ordered, “set up the targets.” Then she looked at me and holly and said, “You two get the kayaks and the float out on the water.”

Holly and I ran out to the small dock and slid three kayaks into the water. Then we started pulling them toward the swim float which was anchored a short distance off shore. Once we got there, we pulled up the three anchors and used two of the kayaks to very slowly tow the float toward the seaward end of the cove. Luckily there was no wind or the two of us wouldn’t have been able to move it. Both holly and I were all sweaty by the time we got it in place.

Holly stood on the swim platform and yelled, “Ready!” back to the Mistresses.

“Come back here,” Mistress Gloria ordered and we both dove into the water and started swimming back.

When we got there, the three Mistresses were standing naked on the beach with bows in hand. I noticed that the targets were set up almost twice as far away as they had been when we raced. Mistress Gloria looked around and said, “Maybe we should have had puddy tat bring one of the guns out so she could fire off a shot to start us.”

“Taken care of,” cheryl said with a smile and held up a leather paddle.

She took holly by the hand and led her a little ways behind the three Mistresses. She pushed slightly on holly’s shoulders so that she would bend over and said, “I don’t think holly will mind being our starter pistol, will you, holly?”

Holly just smiled at her and bent farther over.

“Is everyone ready?” cheryl asked.

When all three Mistresses nodded and turned to face the targets, cheryl pulled the paddle back as far as she could and then slammed it into holly’s ass. The sharp crack did sound very much like a starter pistol signaling the start of a race.

There were two almost simultaneous loud thunks as two arrows landed in the bullseyes of two of the targets. Mistress Sam and Mistress Gloria immediately began dashing for the water. Mistress Tracy swore loudly and pulled another arrow from the sand. She fired rapidly, but ended up in the blue ring around the bullseye. More swearing accompanied her next shot, which was also in the blue and then she ran after the other two Mistresses.

Mistress Tracy was a much better swimmer than either Mistress Sam or Mistress Gloria, but both had a huge lead over her. The two Mistresses had already started paddling for the north cabin by the time she had reached the raft. We could hear her grunting as she started paddling strongly trying to catch up with them.

We couldn’t really see the docks at the north cabin, but we did hear three loud bangs as the kayaks were ramped up onto the dock for fast exits. The three bangs were only seconds apart, so evidently Mistress Tracy had almost caught up with the others by the time they crossed the cove.

Puddy tat had gone back into the cabin and brought out a yellow rope. She and holly were standing about five feet apart, holding it up like the finish line on a big race. Cheryl was standing near a small table she had brought out and set near the finish line. On the table were the hair clippers, two bowls of water, a can of shaving cream, and several razors. Since I didn’t really have anything to do, I was just standing back out of the way.

I could see all three of the Mistresses racing down the sand. I had never noticed before how beautiful and almost perfect their bodies were. They were running almost abreast... I didn’t intend that as a pun, but it was true. With the way they were running, their breasts were what was most in front and all six breasts seemed to be straight across.

As they got closer, I could see that Mistress Sam’s muscles rippled differently from Mistress Gloria’s or Mistress Tracy’s. They were larger and seemed to stay rigid as her legs pounded into the sand. Mistress Gloria’s and Mistress Tracy’s muscles seemed to relax much more as her legs came forward. Then they would tighten up as her foot hit the sand. That relaxing and tightening also caused their stomachs to ripple. It was obvious from their faces that all three Mistresses were giving maxim exertion. Mistress Sam was slightly in the lead; Mistress Tracy was next; and then Mistress Gloria.

I felt my shoulders droop and I looked over at holly. It looked like our Mistress was going to lose. I found myself staring at the Mistresses’ legs as they ran the final stretch to the yellow rope. Suddenly Mistress Sam’s legs relaxed– just slightly. I wouldn’t have noticed it if I hadn’t noticed before how they were bunched tight all the time. It was for just a couple of strides, but all of a sudden, Mistress Sam wasn’t in the lead. She was in second place. Mistress Tracy was in the lead.

I don’t know why, but I was now staring at Mistress Tracy’s legs. And they also relaxed. I know they had been relaxing before, but for two or three strides, her muscles didn’t tighten up as much and show the same power as her foot hit the sand. If I hadn’t been watching her legs I would never have seen it, but in those two or three strides, Mistress Gloria and Mistress Sam passed her. As they came through the rope it was Mistress Gloria, then Mistress Sam, then Mistress Tracy.

Our Mistress had won. ... And Mistress Tracy lost.

The three Mistresses stood at the finish line bent over slightly, gasping for breath. “You set the forfeit,” Mistress Gloria said as firmly as she could to Mistress Tracy, “do you accept the consequences?

“Let’s get it over with,” Mistress Tracy answered harshly.

Mistress Sam, still panting hard, looked over at the table with everything prepared and said, “Slave cheryl, since you have everything ready, and you aren’t all out of breath, why don’t you do the honors?”

Mistress Tracy– as well as the rest of us– gasped, but cheryl merely bowed her head slightly and said, “If that is your wish, Mistress... and if Mistress Tracy agrees.”

“Just do it!” Mistress Tracy growled out, now standing with her feet spread and her arms by her sides.

Cheryl held up the hair clipper and turned it on. Its high-pitched buzzing was the only sound in the cove. I turned to look at holly, but she was staring straight ahead. The buzzing of the clippers deepened slightly and I turned back to look as cheryl buzzed straight down the middle of Mistress Tracy’s hair. The very short hair next to her scalp looked dark brown, almost black, against the dyed blonde of the rest of her head.

Cheryl moved quickly and very soon Mistress Tracy was effectively bald. Two quick swipes later and her carefully trimmed eyebrows were gone. Then cheryl moved down to the neatly trimmed triangle which hid Mistress Tracy’s slit. When that, too, was gone, cheryl set the clippers back on the small table and turned to look at her Mistress.

“No need to stop now,” Mistress Sam said with a shrug and cheryl picked up the can of shaving cream.

She started by spraying the thick foam directly on Mistress Tracy’s head. She then used her hand to smear it over the short stubble. Before picking up one of the razors, she dabbed a small amount over the remnants of Mistress Tracy’s eyebrows.

Cheryl started with the eyebrows, perhaps to keep any of the shaving cream from dripping down into Mistress Tracy’s eyes. Then she started on the head. After several quick, but deliberate passes over Mistress Tracy’s head, she switched to a new razor and used shorter strokes to pick up the edges near the ears and base of the neck.

“Open up a little wider, please,” cheryl said softly.

Mistress Tracy’s face was now totally blank as she looked at slave cheryl and then slowly shuffled her feet so that her legs were more widely spread. Cheryl sprayed a large glob of shaving cream into her hand and then began rubbing it between the Mistresses legs.

Mistress Tracey let out a low moan as cheryl’s hand slipped between her legs. Her moan became louder as cheryl’s hand slid back to push the foam between her ass cheeks. I looked over at holly. This time she was also looking at me. She raised her eyebrows, but said nothing as we both turned back to watch what was happening.

“Stand very still,” cheryl said firmly, and then knelt in front of Mistress Tracy and began carefully shaving off any stubble that remained from her triangle. She used one of the small wash cloths to wipe the foam from around the Mistress’ cunt and checked for any stray hairs. She swiped at a couple of points with one of the razors and then stood up and walked around the Mistress.

“Bend over and put your hands on the ground,” she said firmly. Mistress Tracy leaned forward with her arms pointed toward the ground. It wasn’t really possible to touch the ground in that position, so she fell forward for the last several inches and ended up in sort of a bear walk with her ass pointed up toward slave cheryl.

Cheryl reached forward and carefully shaved the area around Mistress Tracy’s asshole. “You’re actually rather hairy back there,” she said as she changed razors and applied more foam.

Mistress Tracy’s only response was a deep intake of breath and a soft moan.

“Hold that pose for just a moment,” cheryl said as she picked up a new wash cloth and dunked it in the small bowl of water on the table.

“Let me wipe everything clean,” cheryl said as she used the cloth to wipe all traces of foam from between Mistress Tracy’s legs.

“Stand up!” she said firmly, and Mistress Tracy pushed herself back up to her feet and closed her legs so that she was standing upright.

“Close your eyes!” cheryl barked and Mistress Tracy suddenly stiffened as if at attention and tightly shut her eyes.

Cheryl slowly wiped all remaining foam from Mistress Tracy’s face and head and then set the wash cloth on the table. As she did so, she said softly, “You can open your eyes now.”

Mistress Tracy opened her eyes and relaxed slightly. “Anything else?” she asked quietly.

“As a matter of fact, there is,” cheryl answered.

Mistress Gloria looked like she was going to say something, but Mistress Sam made a hand gesture and shook her head so she remained quite.

“What is that?” Mistress Tracy asked defiantly. Holly and I looked at each other. Neither of us had any idea what was going on.

“You can get down into the proper position and submit yourself to me as my slave,” cheryl answered firmly. She was pointing to the ground at her feet as she spoke.

“And WHY would I do that?” Mistress Tracy said angrily.

“Because you want to,” cheryl answered softly. “You pushed and pushed to get this contest and then you totally threw it so you would lose. You wanted to be stripped of your position as Mistress. You want to become a slave.”

“That’s not true,” Mistress Tracy said, shaking her head as she spoke, but her voice was soft and quivering.

“Tracy,” cheryl replied, “you are forgetting that we grew up almost together. We weren’t at the same high school, but we competed against each other.”

Cheryl walked over to where the bows were lying on the sand. She picked up a bow and pulled an arrow from the ground. Facing Mistress Sam and Mistress Gloria she said, “Did you know that I placed second at state in archery?”

She then fired the arrow at the target. It hadn’t even hit before she had grabbed another arrow from the sand and sent it flying. In what seemed like just a heartbeat, she had launched five arrows... and all five of them were in the bullseye.

“Do you know who beat me?” she asked. “Do you know who placed first in state?”

She looked over at Mistress Tracy and said, “Tell them, Tracy. Tell them who placed first.”

Mistress Tracy hung her head and looked down at the ground. “I did,” she said softly.

“We were quite the competitors back then,” cheryl continued. “We also ran against each other in the state cross country finals, didn’t we?”

Mistress Tracy didn’t look up, but nodded her head in agreement.

“I placed second there also,” cheryl said. “Who placed first, Tracy?”

I could barely hear her as she said softly, “I did.”

“So how was it possible,” cheryl asked, “that you barely got two arrows in the blue and then faltered in that last sprint to the finish line? Did you want to lose?”

Mistress Tracy took a deep breath and then said softly, “Yes.”

“So you want to be a slave,” cheryl said firmly, “which is very fortunate because I no longer wish to be a slave. I want to take my proper place as a Mistress.”

She paused as all of us watched silently. “So,” she continued, “what do you think should happen now?”

Mistress Tracy walked over to stand in front of cheryl. She slowly sank to her knees and rocked back so that her ass was touching her ankles. Then she lowered her head and extended her arms as far forward as she could so that her fingertips were touching the sand at cheryl’s feet.

“I submit myself to you as your slave,” she said softly.

“I accept you as my slave,” Mistress Cheryl responded. “And I give you the slave name, tracy.”

She turned to Mistress Gloria and Mistress Sam and said loudly, “I claim my right as a Mistress and from this day forward shall be known as Mistress Cheryl.”

“Welcome, Mistress Cheryl,” Mistress Gloria said in response.

“Welcome, Mistress Cheryl,” Mistress Sam added.

“What of the former Mistress’ slave, puddy tat?” Mistress Gloria asked. “You could claim her as your own, or you could give her to another Mistress.”

“I claim her as my own,” Mistress Cheryl answered, “if she is willing to submit herself to me.”

Puddy tat ran forward and dropped to the sand alongside Mistress Cheryl. “Oh yes,” she said excitedly, “Oh yes, Mistress Cheryl, I submit myself to you as your slave.”

She looked up into Mistress Cheryl’s eyes and added, “... and as your lover if you will have me.”

Mistress Cheryl smiled down at puddy tat and said, “You have always been my lover. Now you will also be my slave.”

She then looked over at Mistress Sam and said, “This creates a problem for me, however. I do not need two slaves, and you currently have none. I offer you the gift of slave cheryl, if you would take her... and if she would submit herself to you.”

She looked down at slave tracy and made a motion with her hand indicating that she should stand.

“She has always followed you around like a lost puppy,” Mistress Cheryl said. “Someone who didn’t know she was a Mistress might have assumed she was your slave already. I think she loves you and has always wanted to be your slave.”

“Is this true?” Mistress Sam asked.

Slave tracy nodded her head rapidly and then ran over to stand in front of Mistress Sam. “If you will have me,” she said timidly.

“You know the position from which that should be asked,” Mistress Sam said firmly.

Tracy immediately dropped to the ground in the submission position and said, “This humble slave begs that she be accepted by such a gracious and powerful Mistress as you, Mistress Sam. I submit myself to you as your slave.”

Mistress Sam looked down at tracy who was visibly quaking as she held the submission position. “I accept you as my slave,” she said, “and I give you the slave name tracy.”

“Thank you, thank you, thank you,” tracy sobbed out. “I have been so miserable as a Mistress these past few months. I envied slave cheryl and wished that I could change places with her... and now I have.”

Slave tracy then dissolved into sobs and tears. Mistress Sam reached down and slowly ran her hand over tracy’s bald head and then on over her back. She softly patted tracy’s back for a while and then said, “Go to my room. I will be there shortly. We will see what kind of slave you are.”

“Yes, Mistress,” tracy yelped as she jumped to her feet and ran toward the cabin.

Mistress Sam watched tracy disappear into the cabin and then said, “Mistress Cheryl, what you said about Mistress Tracy throwing the contest was obviously true. But you placed second in those same areas. That means that you, as slave cheryl, also threw the contest. Do you care to enlighten us?”

“Yes,” Mistress Cheryl replied, “I threw the contest. And I maneuvered things in the first place so that the contest would happen and that I would end up totally shaved.”

She paused and looked over at holly and I still kneeling in the sand. “But I didn’t lose,” she said with a smile. Then she ran her hand over her very short, very black, very curly hair. “That black white girl I used to be, slave cheryl, lost.”

Looking back at the Mistresses she continued, “I was always trying to fit into that white world... talk like them... straighten my hair so I looked more like them... all of that. But the best I could be was a black white girl.”

Looking directly at Mistress Sam she said, “When you cut off my straight hair, slave cheryl died and Mistress Cheryl was born. It took me a little while to figure out how to come out of my cocoon, but the slave cheryl caterpillar has definitely turned into the Mistress Cheryl butterfly.”

I know it was against all the rules... and maybe likely to get me punished, but I couldn’t help myself. I stood up and started clapping. Holly looked at me in shock, but then she also stood up and started clapping. So did puddy tat.

I heard a low laugh and looked over at Mistress Gloria as she, too, started clapping. Mistress Sam shrugged and added her applause. “Welcome Mistress Cheryl,” she said over the sound of the clapping. “The butterfly has emerged.”

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The Cove Ch 1 Revised

I had moved to a house just three blocks off of the Pacific Ocean. At the end of the cul-de-sac, a trail led downward to the edge of a cliff overlooking the water. Below the cliff was a wide, smooth, rock ledge, facing due west, that when the ocean was calm, became a secluded, sunbathing haven for coeds from the local university. It was a perfectly formed v-shaped cove, about 100 feet wide at its widest point. With all of the natural bougainvillea growing around the top of the cliff, made...

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The Cove Ch 2

I had returned home from the cove after watching Amber join Jackie and their friends below. I wasn’t interested in gazing at the girls down on the rock ledge any more that day. I had plenty of images in my head already that I needed to sort out. I was hoping I would be able relive the events of the day, in my mind, for weeks to come. What the three of us had done, or more specifically, what the two girls had done to me, would serve to replace the imaginary fantasies that would typically...

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Death and a Life in Emerald CoveChapter 18

Steve Curtis hosted a big Fourth of July barbeque in his back yard. Almost the whole community showed up. Allyson and Charmaine Granger walked up the street. Jonah and Marcia Attenborough arrived. Almost every person affiliated with the Emerald Cove city government made at least an appearance. The cops who were off that day spent most of the afternoon. Those on duty stopped by for a burger and a soft drink on their lunch breaks. Linda and Bill Roberts were there with their three children –...

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Death and a Life in Emerald CoveChapter 7

Rather than have Steve and Allyson track down their vehicles, Bryant suggested they take his SUV — since it was parked right behind them. He tossed the keys to Allyson and climbed into the backseat. Allyson admonished the lieutenant and patrolman to maintain radio silence. "If either of you call ahead to warn them, I will add tampering with evidence charges against you," she promised. The men nodded and returned to their vehicles. Then she turned to Steve Curtis. "You drive," she...

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OConnor Cove

By Jax_Teller Five years ago I moved to rural America and lived off the grid on 500 acres. My nearest neighbor was one and a half miles away and was seasonal. Most of my life I had lived in the heart of the city with inner city conveniences. Life was good but from time to time I missed the excitement of a big city, mostly for the sexual entertainment. Night clubs, strip clubs, and the general availability of sexual encounters that were common in the city just were not heard of way out here....

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The Cove

It was a gloriously sunny morning as I crept out of the cottage for my early morning jog. The cottage was a genuinely old Cornish stone built building in a small fishing village on the South coast. My morning jogs normally took me along the coast path in one direction or the other unless the weather was wet when I would usually go inland instead; it was superb coastal scenery and generally not a bad path for running. This morning, the weather could not have been better so on a brief flight of...

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Death and a Life in Emerald CoveChapter 40

For the second time in 13 days, Bryant drove from Atlanta back to Emerald Cove. His had flown from Dayton to Charlotte, N.C., after dropping off the Lucas family in Wapakoneta. He had left Kelley Lucas with enough money that she could rent a car and a hotel room four times in the next two months. He planned to put the Lucas family in for the reward that the Feds had offered for the capture of Eileen Mayfield – if she ever turned up. That $50,000 would help the family a great deal, he...

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Quarantine Cove

Quarantine Cove (c) 2010 by Trismegistus Shandy This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution- Noncommercial Share Alike 3.0 United States License. Feel free to repost or mirror it on any noncommercial site or mailing list. You can also create derivative works, including adaptations to other media, or new stories using the same setting, characters and so forth, as long as you mention and point to the original story and release your own adaptations or new stories under...

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Death and a Life in Emerald CoveChapter 8

The October air was chilly when Bryant first saw the Silver Memorial Bridge across the Ohio River and into Gallipolis. The temperature in Emerald Cove had been in the mid-seventies when he departed. Jan had suggested he fly to Ohio to interview the Brockleman family and Mary Beth Brockleman's friends. But after taking into account the drive to Atlanta, the wait at the security checkpoint, the hassle about bringing a firearm aboard the plane and the travel time from Columbus, Ohio, or...

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Death and a Life in Emerald CoveChapter 17

As Bryant was racing down the streets in pursuit of Cassidy Bell, Jan Elliot was trying to track down an anomaly in her department. For months, there had been a line item in her budget for someone named Scott Lewis. She knew he worked somewhere for the city. She had received e-mails from him any number of times. But she had never met him and she couldn't seem to locate him. It took three wrong turns and twenty minutes of wandering through City Hall before Jan located a small office on the...

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Death and a Life in Emerald CoveChapter 25

In the State of South Carolina, the prosecution gave the first closing argument. The defense would follow and then the state would get the chance at rebuttal. But before either side got the chance to wrap up its case, the judge would go over the instructions he planned to read to the jury before they began deliberations. As with most things in South Carolina v. Mayfield, this was ground for a contentious meeting between the opposing sides. Alex Manning passed out a sheet containing his...

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Death and a Life in Emerald CoveChapter 39

Bryant pulled back into the spot he had vacated only half an hour before. He knew the officers weren't dressed to wear a vest beneath their uniform tops so he picked up windbreakers for them to wear on top of their armor. He took Grant's spot while she slipped a vest over her uniform and then did the same for Harv. He did the same over the next few minutes until everyone was outfitted properly. Then he drove around the corner and pulled to a stop in front of Jan's house. He saw Holly's...

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The Cove Ch3

Jackie pulled Amber up the last three feet, hugged her again, and kissed her gently. She took Amber’s lower lip into her mouth and bit softly on it, as not to hurt her. She broke off the kiss and leaned forward to whisper in Amber’s ear, “You were a good girl today, and you will be rewarded—maybe more than once.” She squeezed Amber’s butt cheek with her hand and it made her giggle. Will had crested the edge of the rock ledge in time to see the kiss break off and the butt squeeze. ...

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Carefree Cove Ch 07

It was a quiet evening at the Q and A Bar amd Grill in Seville Hills, MO. Thomas Albright sat with two of his friends, Petey Harms and Freddy Kleinschmidt, nursing beer. The hour was just past 8:00. Tom was a relatively young man at 51 compared to his two friends, who were grizzled old men in their 70s. The old men was on furlough from their wives of many years, Tom was a fugitive from his home at Carefree Cove, trying not to think where his lover of the past few days, Michelle Hawkins, might...

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OVERBOARDChapter 56 A Long Weekend in the Cove with Friends

As we motored down the harbor towards open waters we reached the point where I had seen Kay for the very first time. "Everybody, check the water, see if there is anything in it that we should pull aboard the boat." Everyone looked over the side in the water on both sides of the boat, everyone but Kay. She looked back at me from the deck with a raised eyebrow. Troy and Alice looked over quickly and then looked at me and the smile on my face. Troy said, "I don't see anything, should...

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Eric Olafson Space Pirate Vol 5Chapter 4 Alvors Cove

The rest of the flight to Alvor’s Cove was uneventful and we descended onto a brownish planet that somehow did not just look dry but dusty even from space. TheSaresii woman who was also the leader of the secretiveSojonit Order dressed herself in a sand colored voluminous cloak and handed me a similar colored garment. Then she said.” If you touch the side of your mask, about here next to the eyebrows and tap the spot twice, a shield of thin transparent Duranium seals your masks openings. The...

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Death and a Life in Emerald CoveChapter 9

The next call came from a detective in Huntington, W.Va. When the woman learned that Bryant was only an hour away, she decided she would prefer to meet face-to-face. Bryant offered to meet her halfway but she demurred, saying there was really nothing between the two places. She met him at a McDonald's near his hotel. She had no trouble picking out Bryant; he looked like what she pictured a South Carolina police detective would look like. Bryant would have never guessed the woman who sat...

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Death and a Life in Emerald CoveChapter 16

Bryant and Allyson flew separately from Jonathan Mayfield and two South Carolina State troopers. The judge had placed the videotape into evidence and immediately signed off on the extradition warrant. The Ohio governor's office agreed and Jonathan Mayfield was on his way to South Carolina to face first-degree murder charges. Allyson's alma mater, Northwestern, was in Bloomington, Indiana, for a Big Ten Conference game with the Hoosiers and she wanted to go west to see the game. They would...

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Death and a Life in Emerald CoveChapter 33

The beach was starting to fill up. It was always that way on Friday mornings. The people heading out that afternoon wanted one last day in the sun and the people just starting their vacations were eager to see the sand and surf. Angel and Anna had disappeared in the room they shared to put on swimwear beneath their clothes. Maria decided that was a good plan so she did the same. Bryant was still wearing a pair of ratty sweatpants cut off at the thighs, an Emerald Cove PD T-shirt, flip-flops...

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Death and a Life in Emerald CoveChapter 45

The FBI liaison pulled Bryant aside as he left the briefing. "I've discussed this with my superiors and we have a suggestion," the woman said. The FBI had been extremely helpful in getting the more mundane aspects of the sting operation into place. Merton Lysander Beckwith had a valid Georgia driver's license and a divorce record registered in the county. He had a vehicle registered with the state and had all of his tax filings in order. Beckwith Construction had a few contracts under...

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Blue Air Mattress in the Cove

I looked at the water melon seed, torn pineapple fiber, and indescrible brown goo. A handful of tropical warm ocean water lapped onto the blue air mattress and washed it all away. It was gone again. I heaved again. Only stringy, white spit came out of my mouth. Over the last hour, the fare had become less interesting. The sick pain in the gut had turned into searing pain of a muscle worked past the point of fatigue. I kind of like it. There was a sense of surrender. I was no longer thrown by...

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Carefree Cove Ch 01

‘Sing the song, Daddy!’ The small voice rang brightly across the waters of the cove, and Thomas Albright shook his head a couple of times. A long, lean, nut brown body turned around and swam back past him, the blonde head poking indignantly out of the water. The nymph demanded: ‘Sing the song, Daddy! You know I’ll keep this up ’til you do!’ Tom took a deep breath, and in his shaky tenor did his best Peter Blegvad impression: ‘That’s my daughter in the watereverything she owns I bought...

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Carefree Cove Ch 06

Another Seville Hills, Missouri Wednesday, and the Methodist Domino Club gathered on an August evening at the shelter house by the community pool. Mutt Hayes talked his grandsons and their friends into playing Texas Hold ‘Em with his usual companions, with Reverend Hoot Pidgeon acting as dealer for the evening. ‘Check.’ ‘Call.’ ‘Fold.’ ‘Raise the pot.’ ‘Fold.’ ‘Call.’ Mutt Hayes looked smug as he peeked at his cards. His grandson Todd studied the old man, searching for a clue to his hand....

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Fun At The Cove

This is something that happened at Cypress Cove, a nudist resort in Kissimmee Florida, a three years ago. We're back there this year again and again it's in July, her birthday month. Hopefully the events of her last birthday there will be repeated.FUN AT THE COVE My wife, Hazel, turned seventy last year and I could see was depressed, she said she looked thought she looked old and didn't feel that she was sexy any-more. Nothing could have been further from the truth though, but no matter how...

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Scarlettes Cove

"Could you at least smile and pretend that you're having a good time?" Arlene Taylor leaned over and whispered to her companion across the table. "It's only our first night here and people are already beginning to stare." The slightly morose expression on her friend's face faded to be replaced by the sought after smile. In the same quiet voice she answered her dinner partner. "I am enjoying myself." Jeanette Randolph replied. "I was just thinking how much this little trip is costing...

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Death and a Life in Emerald CoveChapter 5

Bryant took his leave from O'Bannon's Pub at seven thirty. He had switched to water for the last hour, even though he'd only consumed two beers in the time he'd been there. A DUI would not bode well for him in his job search. He plopped down on his bed at the inn and stretched his legs out. He thought about what he knew about Emerald Cove. Sure, the job would have its downsides. Every job would be like that. But those problems wouldn't necessarily be his to correct. His job would be to...

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Death and a Life in Emerald CoveChapter 6

All chattering ceased as Bryant entered the yard, accompanied by Charmaine and Allyson Granger. Forty sets of eyes turned to face the newcomers. Bryant took an involuntary gulp as watched as Steve Curtis stepped up on a picnic table. "Ladies and gentlemen, the man of the hour has arrived!" he stated. "Detective Bryant Hawkins has agreed to assume command of our newly created detective's bureau. It is the first step in turning Emerald Cove into the sort of city we all think it can...

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Disciplining Pond

The doors to the TARDIS fling out and laughing wildly Amy Pond runs inside the little blue box stopping to rest on a rail holding her aching side. The Doctor runs in next, breathing hard slamming the TARDIS doors shut as he gets in. Running up to the console the vastly clever Doctor now starts bashing and flicking controls with his fingers bringing the TARDIS to life. Amy watches him run around his circular console with a big smile on her face at the look of pure concentration on his. Flicking...

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Disciplining Pond

The doors to the TARDIS fling out and laughing wildly Amy Pond runs inside the little blue box stopping to rest on a rail holding her aching side. The Doctor runs in next, breathing hard slamming the TARDIS doors shut as he gets in. Running up to the console the vastly clever Doctor now starts bashing and flicking controls with his fingers bringing the TARDIS to life. Amy watches him run around his circular console with a big smile on her face at the look of pure concentration on his. Flicking...

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The Cove Prequel

Jackie was also wealthy; what some people call a trust-fund baby. Four years ago, on her eighteenth birthday, she had been given access to her inheritance. Even she didn’t know how much money she had—that’s what she had accountants for. Her parents had been killed in a private plane crash when she was fourteen, and she was an only child. Jackie maintained her grades while grieving for her lost parents. She applied and was accepted at the University of Hawaii, and so she purchased a large...

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OConnors Cove Pt Two Five minutes

By Jax_Teller The night stars were coming out as we got back to the marina and the crew went ashore, leaving the deck hands to tie up the Cabin Cruiser. I could have stayed on the boat for the night and had considered doing just that as it was very comfortable, but I wanted to check out the resort for myself before going to bed. It was just the old work ethic thing going on. My assistant Diane walked with me inside and everything was in order. I went by the main desk check in and...

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Carefree Cove Ch 05

Tom Albright drawing in the summer Missouri morning. He wore his swimsuit and surfing shoes beneath his white T-shirt as he stood on the dock of his neighbor, Michelle Hawkins. She was a voluptuous woman of forty whom he just started a physical relationship the night before. She posed on her lounger for forty five minutes in her white robe in different positions before removing it so he could draw her naked. Her face was a little tired from lack of sleep, but aglow with the aftermath of great...

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Carefree Cove Ch 08

Life was normal in Carefree Cove on an August Wednesday. Amanda Albright had just taken a vacation with her great-grandmother Gracie, and on awakening was anxious to go back to the cove from the moment the sun peeked over the horizon. When her father, Thomas Albright, reported that their neighbor Michelle Hawkins was at her dock, Amanda was out of her clothes and running down the path to the water at full tilt. Michelle welcomed her warmly, they frolicked in the water while Tom stood above...

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The Cove

Nick stared in astonishment. I don’t believe I found her this easily. It can’t be her. The best part of fifteen thousand miles, a change of aircraft in Perth for the final leg to the North-West coast, eight hours sleep in a blessed, air-conditioned roadhouse room, and there she was … in the supermarket. It was her hair that Nick recognised. The woman with her back to him was wearing a two-piece business suit, most definitely not Joelle’s style as Nick remembered, in the old days, that wild...

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The Cove

I had always enjoyed snorkeling and when my parents rented a villa for a month in Spain I was overjoyed. The water in the little lake where we usually spent our summers was dirty and had a very limited amount of fish. Sometimes we would visit my grandparent's place by the sea and there I could spend hours in the cold water watching the fish and other sea creatures.I was seventeen that summer and even though I had a man’s body my mind was that of a shy teenager. I had never dated a girl and the...

Seduction
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Dionysian Cove

Chrissy was working the late shift tending bar. One of her customers, a quiet, attractive middle aged man had eaten dinner at the bar an hour before. Since he finished he had been quietly observing. Saturday nights were busy, boisterous and more than a little bawdy. This man stood out because of his serene, refined air. He called her over to settle his tab. He placed the two crisp $50s on the bar to cover the $40 tab, and said, "No change." She looked up at him with a broad smile, and he...

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Death and a Life in Emerald CoveChapter 10

Bryant hung up from his call to Emerald Cove and explained the situation to the rest of the group. "So we have a Gallia County deputy interested in Shrekengost's whereabouts," Garvin summed up. "And Shrekengost and his mother are in the wind." "Sounds about right," Bryant agreed. "That's a hard thing to do without a lot of help," Andrews put forth from where he stood by the second vehicle the group would take south. "Think about it. You essentially have to have someone in your...

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Death and a Life in Emerald CoveChapter 12

Bryant was on an airplane, headed to Columbia when the reality of the situation hit him. The young woman had overheard his conversation with the bartender and set up Mayfield. A guy like Mayfield could probably take a lot of ribbing but to have an attractive female question his sexuality would provoke a response. Her companion obviously knew how to take care of himself. He had risked an assault conviction to help him put Mayfield in prison. Jan was incredulous when Bryant had phoned her. She...

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Death and a Life in Emerald CoveChapter 14

Ten minutes after Bryant's first meeting with his entire detective squad, Jan Elliot walked into his office and shut the door. "Uh-oh ... the closed door," Bryant said. "That means you plan to yell." "Maybe I mean to sexually harass you," Jan replied as she took a chair opposite him. "Nope, you'd have called me to your office for that," Bryant joked. "I'd have called you to my office if I planned to yell," Jan said. "Look, we need to hash out our responsibilities here....

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Death and a Life in Emerald CoveChapter 27

Sgt. Scott's intent to pin a bad shooting on him disheartened Bryant. But he figured he had time later to worry about it – and that there was nothing he could about it either way. Instead, he followed Jan back to her house. She insisted she was doing fine but she could tell Bryant was worried about her. She also knew that Bryant had a lot more experience with this sort of thing than she did. So she didn't put up much of a fight when he told he'd come over to fix dinner for her. Bryant...

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The Pond

Her body barely made a splash as she dove into the cool pond that stood just on the other side of her property line and belonged to her neighbor, Keith Buckley. The water felt wonderful, sleek and satiny against her over heated body, hot from a long day of working to try to get the old farmhouse she'd bought, her very first house, in shape. It was a huge job, gutting the hundred year old house while living in it. Sara had just torn out the ancient shower stall, finding a wall full of mold...

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Pond Life

We sat in our ravens nest surveying our domains with the pond and the sunlight glittering upon it, singing a soft harmony to the birds chattering and declaring our domains to be theirs and that was fine since we didn´t mind sharing, not with them. Sharing with Them was more problematic, since They like ants wanted to fill the world and the constant moronic muttering of distant cars never ceased even here. So we hid from most of Them but not all and we even had some friends. Yes we certainly...

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Love In Water Pond

( The story is continues from “ Horny night in lonely house” couple category) It was dawn. But I felt lazy to get off from the bed. Just I was recollecting the incidents of yesterday. I was thrilled to think that I have fucked Mohini, the women devil. My body temperature started to rise. My finger is roaming on the wound on my lips, where mohini has bite. Suddenly, my friend has come and asked me to get up, and he has told me that today also he would go to his relative’s house and come back...

Incest
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Encounter at the cove

At 58 Sharon did not fit the typical picture of a mature grandmother, tall at 6 feet 2 inches with long black hair she kept fit by swimming in the cove and running along the cliff tops near her home. Slim long legs ended at a waist more imagined on a younger woman which flowed to a firm stomach, Sharon’s breast though not large, 34 C, were still firm and only really needed support when she was running. Wide dark aureoles surrounded thick large nipples that continually push up and out from the...

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