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Bridge Jack Off

Joey and I were sitting in the front seat of his van, the bridge was up, and we were stuck in traffic. As I looked around I saw we were stopped next to an eighteen wheeler and the driver was looking very intently down at my body. I like to tease old perverts so I casually opened my blouse and gradually gave him a great view of my bare tits and nipples. I was wearing shorts so it would have been a little difficult to show off my pussy casually. I looked out over the river and could tell that we...

3 years ago

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Bridge WorkChapter 2

"Catch," she said and tossed the six pack at the dim figure sprawled below her. A thin drizzle fell outside the shelter of the bridge. Cars passing overhead made splashing slithery echoey sounds. She pulled off her raincoat, her sweater, her t-shirt, and bra. She dropped her jeans and panties and sat on the sleeping bag, the thin mattress did little to soften the cement. She bent forward and took off her running shoes and socks and slid her pants the rest of the way over her knees and shins...

3 years ago

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Bridge WorkChapter 4

"You're awake," the voice he knew so well murmured beside him. The crash still rang in his memory. As always when he remembered it, and when did he not? there was the bitter thought that anywhere else on that road, he'd've had time to grab the wheel and kick Steve awake. Cold air brushed his cheeks. A truck roared overhead. He felt a wave of bitter anger and loss and futility. A hand found his thigh and slid around to his cunt. "Let's fuck," the voice drawled lazily, "I'm tired of...

2 years ago

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Bridgette

It was eight thirty in the evening on a Friday but unfortunately for Bridgette she had to stay to finish the project in the laboratory she and colleagues had started earlier in the week. The vaccine had proved a difficult one to manage but success had been accomplished and she just needed to ensure all the proper documents were straight before they presented their accolade to the many ministers, heads of departments and other dignitaries at the forthcoming press conference on Monday...

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Bridgets Revenge

"I'll be home when I'm home" Bridget screamed, looking back at her mother as she slammed the screen door behind her. Bridget's mother threw her hands in the air in total frustration, knowing full well she had lost her young girl and was now looking at a very confident and independent young lady. Bridget walked down the front yard to the driveway where she met her friend Mike in his 1995 Mustang convertible and hopped in, ignoring her mother as she looked out the window. "Drive!!" Bridget...

2 years ago

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Bridge Of Sighs 2 Francesca

As usual I won't recap Bridge Of Sighs, you will have to read it first.So we got to the last - but - one day of our trip. I had suggested to Richard that we .. or I try to get 'our waitress' in for a threesome. I had seen her with her girlfriend so I knew she was gay or bi. I was reasonably confident she'd fancy me, but of course she might have been you know FAITHFUL! MONOGAMOUS! a GOOD girl!I sure hoped not.I told Richard, rather teasing him, that if he approached her she'd think he was an old...

3 years ago

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bridge of bodies

I'm in a chaingang guarded by female guards with shotguns. We're all working on repairing a road that leads up the mansion of the cruel warden of the prison, when the warden's wife (Katherine) come's driving slowly down the road in her large and expensive car. The warden is feared by both the prisoners and the guards. When she's just 10-15 m away from us, her car gets stuck in the mud. She calls to one of the guards to get us to push her car. The guards order us to stop what we're doing and get...

3 years ago

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Bridget The Story of a trained Slave

Bridget - The Story of a Trained Slave by Lewis Chappelle with assistance from ?Alli?Chapter One -   Parts 1 - 5Part # 1Bridget could not remember much about her early life. She did know a little about her former master and mistress, an older German couple, who got her from her parents before she even started her first menstrual period. The couple trained her to be a good slave but, had done nothing to educate the young girl, who was now practically illiterate. She did not have aspirations or...

3 years ago

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Bridget The Transformation

Bridget - The Transformation Chapter One written by ?Alli? based on a concept by Lewis Chappelle Carefully, Bridget arranged the implements on the floor: the flogger, the cat o' nine, the cane, the leather belt, the large paddle - they joined the others in a neat, straight line across the floor. Everything had to be perfect when Adam, her Master, came home. Bridget worked quickly and smoothly, almost humming as she readied herself and the room. Her Master, the love of her life, traveled...

2 years ago

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BridgetChapter 2

When I went to see Bridget yesterday I was actually worried she might know what I was thinking by the expression on my face. I was still high on the fantasy sex I had with her the night before, as well as the orgasm she gave me, without her knowledge, of course. I thought she might take one look at me and know about my lusty play, of which she was the star attraction. Thankfully, if she did sense anything like that in my demeanor, she didn't seem to mind. She greeted me more joyfully than...

3 years ago

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Bridget

When I started my job about five years ago, I was initially working first shift. I would be over at about 3:30-4.00 pm every day, and it was predictable. On occasion I'd get asked to stay over and pull a double shift. I didn't mind it. The money was good, I liked the work I do, and I loved the environment. After about three years, my supervisor asked if I'd be open to changing shifts and modifying my schedule. I wasn't too keen on working second shift, but I agreed to change on occasion. I...

2 years ago

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Bridget Grows Up

Bridget stood there, looking down at the engine. She had to laugh, {well it's still there ... that's what I know about cars!... } She had been on the way home and her car just stopped. She was reaching for her cell phone when a car pulled up. "Hi, thought I recognized you. Troubles?" She vaguely recognized the young man, he had helped her with her groceries one day. He joined her and they both stared at the engine, the boy wiggled some wires and tried to restart it, no luck. "Well that's...

1 year ago

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Bridget Part 2

I'd just started working with Bridget about six months earlier when I'd gone to third shift. She's a bit on the bigger side compared to girls I'd done stuff with, and I knew a bit older. For the last couple of years, I'd been doing stuff with my stepdaughter's friends in the sixteen-eighteen range, and I'd done stuff with a couple others that I knew who liked to flirt, fuck around and have fun.Working with Bridget was fun to start with. Very outgoing, friendly, almost crude, extremely blunt,...

2 years ago

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Bridget Part 3

Bridget and I had been flirting since the day she started at work. With a personality like hers, it wasn't hard to like her. Very outspoken, almost too loud at times, sarcastic, funny, off the wall, and dirtier than most girls I'd ever worked with. We hadn't been working together that long which made it even more fun. She simply said what she felt like saying, if it offended someone, she would smile, smirk, and go "whoops. Did I say that out loud?" and everyone would laugh.What I did not...

2 years ago

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Bridges

I'd been expecting it for many months, but still, when my sister Sharon finally called, I had the reaction of having run over a big ass roofing nail in a bad part of town. "Hey Paul," she began, then getting down to business. "Listen, the reason I'm calling is we really need to do something about Dad's Shack." Sharon and I had never been particularly close. Even growing up as the only kids. There was always a mysterious barrier between us. Both of us, we rarely and only picked up the...

3 years ago

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BridgetChapter 3

I gave Bridget one of my personal email addresses a few days ago ... one that I use in the private online world. But not laurenmom. I don't know that I'll ever want her in my online story and sex talk world. In any case, she sent me a message the same day. Even her emails are ultra adorable. And, she shared something that has me intrigued as hell. She told me that she has two tattoos. Tattoos are something I can generally take or leave. But the thought of her having ink adorning that sweet...

2 years ago

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BridgetChapter 4

Damn! Nearly 2 weeks has gone by since I've had time to update my tale of Sweet Bridget. Some things have developed. Here goes... She and I have had a couple of dates, which is how I'm referring to our outings, since I posted about this a couple of weeks ago. We've become social network friends and we're emailing pretty much daily. I'm also stopping in the store to see her as I always have. Here's something fun, that's been quite titillating for me. I haven't really touched my sweet...

2 years ago

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BridgetChapter 5

I'm not sure how I want to (or don't want to) continue with the story/journal part of this tale of me and my almost girlfriend, Bridget. I've woven parts of my real life through much of what I've written in my online life, but this is pretty much the first time I've actually just shared the real thing as it was happening. But for now I'll continue sharing this way, because it helps me think it through. And, as I just shared with one of my good online pals, if the shoe were on the other...

3 years ago

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BridgetChapter 6

What a fun time I've had telling the story of my pursuit of young Bridget. As those who have read the previous chapters know, as well as those who have read my blog posts about this, the closer I've gotten to an actual relationship with her, the more I've been uncertain about how long I would keep this story/journal thing going. Now that Bridget and I have taken the plunge (not that plunge, yet ;-), it no longer feels like the right thing to do, nor does it even feel fun anymore to write...

2 years ago

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Bridget5

He chatted along with the three girls from the hallway on separate occasions asking them for help throughout the day. He still didn't feel comfortable talking to them, but they seemed nice enough and Charles appreciated their help in telling him where to go. All was going well for the young school year for Charles and he was looking up for a good year. It was Friday of the first week that really got Charles excited. He was early for classes today and was at his desk rummaging through his...

3 years ago

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Bridgettes New Closet

James Jackson was the new guy at the construction office so when the call came in that a customer needed someone to come over to remodel and expand her closet, he was the one that got chosen for the job. He was out helping on another job when his supervisor pulled him aside with the news."Hey J.J., some lady called and needs someone to come over and remodel her closet. Sounds like she went clothes shopping and got some new outfits and now has no place to put them! So I'm giving the job to...

2 years ago

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Sudbridge Academy 1

Jimmy Smith walked into the lab at the end of the badly lit corridor, and took in his breath as the cold, musty air rushed toward him. Professor Akamura was a genius, he heard the other lecturers say it before, so it didn't really make sense that she would be shut up here on 'Skid Row', the dankest, darkest, most isolated part of the science block, that smelled faintly of (what he hoped wasn't) burning flesh. It creeped him out a little, especially as the other labs on this corridor were...

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Pentonbridge Pig

Chapter 1 - Arrival"Bitches Out!"The bellow of the guard was followed by the almost musical tinkling of chains. Chains attached to cuffs at each girls' ankles; connecting upwards to a belly chain and onwards, on the shortest of links, to wrist cuffs, forcing the girls to hold their hands tight to their waists, elbows snug in at their sides. These travel-chains by no means made it easy for the girls to negotiate the step down out of the bus, down to the dusty tarmac outside Pentonbridge...

2 years ago

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Bridget Rising 001

This is my first venture into publishing on Literotica – please be kind! The story is my own, though the characters are not. Well, one of them isn’t. If you haven’t already, you must read Patricia51’s novellas Bridget’s Nights and Bridget’s Days. This story is based around the character Bridget O’Brien, and while it is effectively a stand-alone, it would help to get the background. Patricia has graciously allowed me to take her beguiling heroine into the most tumultuous period of recent Irish...

4 years ago

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Bridge Of Sighs

It was 1997 so I was 20 or 21, and I won from work an all expenses paid (as in flights and hotel, not spending money) 7 day trip to Venice.This was for me plus one. I didn't have a boyfriend, and all my mates were still students,and could not afford to go with me.So, rather than waste the place, I had to find someone. I was racking my brains when a very nice and attractive manager stopped by my desk to ask for a report.I'd been drinking with him, in company, from time to time, so I knew he was...

3 years ago

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Bridgets SpiritChapter 7 A Reason to be Thankful

At exactly 12:30, Mary O'Shea and Gina returned home. When they entered and did not hear any noise in the house, they looked at each other nervously. They were starting to remove their coats when a loud bellow erupted. "DAMN!" Both women forgot about their coats and ran to the kitchen where they stopped abruptly in the doorway. "Yeah," Liam laughed, "and then she started telling him off in front of the entire band! I didn't think anyone could turn that deep a shade of red! I don't...

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BRIDGETTE

BridgettebyPatrick©Being an English teacher in a Junior College wasn't the hardest job in the world, but it sure wasn't the easiest either. The amount of work necessary in lesson preparation and marking took huge chunks of time out of my family life, and when my wife died three years ago and left me with a 15 year old girl to look after, that family time became more and more precious. It helped a little that I'd made the decision to home school my daughter Bridgitte, as at least we got to spend...

4 years ago

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Bridgets Nights Ch 01

The internet is a wonderful thing. It allows you to meet people that never would have crossed your path. Tonight that meant Sandy. At least that was the name she gave me and I certainly had no intention of delving deeper into her real life. All I was interested in was tonight. We had met in a chat room about 3 months previously. We had gotten to know each other in the usual way. We had exchanged names, then pictures, had wild cyber sex and shared sexual fantasies. Then came bits and pieces of...

4 years ago

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Bridgets Days Ch 10

I smiled, wondering what would have happened had I been able to follow up on my impulse of that long ago evening. Probably for the best that I didn’t have the chance. Things were confusing enough without the memory of having slept with my great-great-great whatever father-in-law. I closed the book, locked it and set it beside the chair. Oh, there were so many other stories I wanted to tell, so many tales of the ‘ancestors’. I looked across the room again at the picture of Mike and the...

4 years ago

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Bridgets Nights Ch 02

The music was just as I liked it, loud, fast, hammering my ears. The deep bass rhythm had my body moving on its own. My hands were raised over my head as my whole body twisted to the beat. The two guys I was dancing with were enjoying it too. I could tell. The one in front of me kept his body moving along with mine. His hands were on my sides and the straining bulge of his slacks kept brushing the front of my leather pants. The guy dancing behind me was even less subtle. His hands were locked...

4 years ago

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Bridgets Days Ch 05

(Buda, 1620) I leaned back into the padded wooden chair I was slumped in and drank another swallow of mulled wine. The thick fog from the night air seemed to linger in my lungs, non-functional though they were. It had masked my silent passage through the night, slipping out after dusk and returning a few hours later having carefully fed. By ‘carefully’ I mean that no one had seen me and that I had left everyone alive, just a bit woozy from the loss of a pint or so of blood. I took another sip...

2 years ago

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Bridgets Nights Ch 05

One good thing about being a vampire. When your government issued car breaks down in the middle of nowhere and you kick it, the car knows its been kicked. I surveyed the dented side of the vehicle and added one more good thump for spite. I checked my cell phone. Of course there was no signal. I swear, the only purpose of those infernal devices is to work when you don’t want calls. I looked at my watch. Just about 3 AM. Being who I am, I naturally check the weather forecast for the time of...

2 years ago

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Bridgets Days Ch 06

(Beijing, 1665) CLANG! I frantically hopped back, a move that was becoming tiresomely common. No matter how I tried to dodge or block, the razor sharp sword edge wove closer and closer to me. It danced like lightning, first threatening my head, then my body. It dipped towards my leg and I sprang sideways, only to have it curl around from the other direction. It hinted at my hand and then swept back at my neck. Grasping the hilt of my own blade with both hands I managed to block the blow. I...

3 years ago

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Bridgets Nights Ch 08

I sank back into the large tub and let the hot water begin to soak my aches and pains away. I felt slightly hungry, not surprisingly after the exertion and stress, physical and mental, of the day. Fortunately, I was used to going long periods of time without feeding. I certainly had no intentions of attempting to do anything silly with my new friends. They had already seen me, recognized me for what I am, and yet accepted me for the person I had been, and would always be. No one finds too many...

2 years ago

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Bridgets Days Ch 08

(Brazil, 1943) I really hate getting shot at. Just because bullets won’t kill me is no reason for me to go hunting situations like I was in right now. Bullets hurt when they hit me, for crying out loud. I was so upset by the whole mess that I could have cheerfully fired back at all three of the groups who seemed to think they were participating in ‘Wild West Night’. Of course I didn’t. Two of these groups were allegedly on my side. One consisted of a four man OSS team and the other an...

2 years ago

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Bridgets Nights Ch 06

As it turned out, it was three nights before I was able to deliver Sally May back to her home and family. By then I was walking kinda crooked. For someone who just wanted to experiment before settling down, I found she had been imaginative and down right insatiable. Just my kind of girl. Sally lived in a tiny rural community that in a strange way I felt right at home in. Her family was a wonderful group of down to earth people that reminded me of my own. Little formal education was overcome...

4 years ago

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Bridgets Days Ch 03

(Cadiz, Spain, 1805) In today’s movies, and in the romantic tales before them running all the way back to Homer, the hero or heroine never spends hours in the dripping rain. Cold, wet and miserable are simply glossed over in favor of thrills and romance. Just because I’m a vampire doesn’t mean I WANT to be out in the cold and damp instead of toasting in front of a nice, warm fire with my feet up. I pulled my cloak closer around me, waiting for whoever, or whatever was going to show up for...

2 years ago

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Bridgets Days Ch 07

(The Pacific Ocean, 1998) (This chapter is just for fun. I think Bridget deserves it.) This was impossible. This was ridiculous. This could not be happening. It had never happened before, not in 400 plus years. But it was! Frantically I rushed for the bathroom, my hands clasped over my mouth. I barely made it there before my stomach gave a heave, bringing up nothing at all. I knelt there, my head spinning as the deck gave another lurch under me. I debated crawling back to the bed and...

4 years ago

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Bridgets Nights Ch 03

After the abortive attempt to catch our killer vampire, Robert and I went into a huddle and decided to separate. No matter how we managed to catch up with this guy, we were going to need serious back up when we did. There are two organizations that train to deal with vampires gone wild. Since the first was the FBI’s Hostage Rescue Team, Robert headed to Quantico. As my Agency time had included stints with the Army Special Forces all the way back to Southeast Asia, I caught a ride with him. The...

3 years ago

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Bridgets Nights Ch 10

I could hear someone groaning. After a moment I realized that it was, of course, me. How many times over the centuries had I woke up like this? Too many to count, and certainly more than I remembered. Damn it was dark in here. For a moment I had no idea where ‘here’ was. The memories flooded back, the cavern, the family, the old man and most of all Thorfinn. The torches must have all burned out while I lay unconscious. I tried to move. I could barely bend my arms or flex my fingers. I was...

3 years ago

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Bridgets Nights Ch 09

Mike’s deep voice smothered everyone else’s hurried questions. ‘What is it Bridget?’ ‘Vampires feed from blood. But Thorfinn has been taking an enormous amount, more than he needs, more actually than he can drink. He’s accumulating the blood, and the power it gives him, for a sacrifice. For a summoning.’ ‘Summoning what?’ Sue inquired. ‘I don’t know for sure, but you can bet its not going to anything we are going to like.’ I thought about it for a moment. ‘Probably one of the Norse gods, or...

2 years ago

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Bridgets Days Ch 04

(The West Coast of Africa, 1684) I frantically dug into the soft floor of the jungle, one eye fixed on the growing light appearing in the Eastern sky. My hands scooped dirt, rotted vegetation, fallen branches and anything else they encountered, flinging it in a pile beside the shallow trench I knelt in. The triple canopy overhead was thick enough to filter most of the day’s sunlight. I just prayed it would filter enough. I was out of time. I took the woven mat of branches and leaves I had...

2 years ago

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Bridgets Days Ch 01

I studied the woman in front of me. White hair. Wrinkles. Posture somewhat stooped. Glasses with what seemed like half a dozen different lenses in them. The only thing that seemed to be the same anymore were the eyes. They were still green, still alive and interested. The rest of her… when did she get so old? I sighed and turned away from the mirror. I settled back into my chair, looking out of the back of the house though the open French doors. It was green and beautiful. Spring was here and...

2 years ago

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Bridgets Nights Ch 07

The foursome gathered around me. I sat on the couch with Linda on one side and Sue on the other. Pat nestled in her husband’s lap in the big chair facing us. I don’t doubt that my eyes grew misty and far away. I wasn’t seeing the room, but rather the soft rolling green hills and dales of Ireland. I knew that the faint traces that remained of my Irish accent grew stronger the longer I talked. ************ I was born the eighth and final child to my parents, Michael and Mary O’Brien. Five...

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Bridgets Nights Ch 04

Its not often that I am completely tongue-tied, especially after over 400 hundred years of talking at all opportunities. This was one of them. I stood there with my mouth open and my brain in a whirl. Here he was, alive, my god more than alive. ‘He still looked incredible’, remarked the part of my brain that never seemed to sleep and always noticed these things. ‘They told me you were dead,’ Myron said quietly, his eyes not leaving mine. Oh, boy. I couldn’t figure out to break the news to him...

3 years ago

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Bridgets Days Ch 02

(Washington, D.C. 1862) ‘Oh crap, crap, CRAP,’ I muttered under my breath as I saw the hooded figures pass the alleyway where I was precariously balanced on a stack of wooden crates. I redoubled my efforts with the pick head I was using to chip the cement from around a pair of steel bars. ‘What is it?’ replied a soft Southern voice from inside the tiny room I was trying to open. ‘They’re here. They’re here now.’ I said. ‘I thought we had more time.’ I put the pick aside, its tip blunted from...

2 years ago

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Bridgets Days Ch 09

(Georgia, 1838) ‘Its official,’ Daniel Ross spoke in bitter tones. ‘The removal is going to take place.’ ‘There’s nothing that can be done?’ Dani Ross, his sister asked. Her voice was resigned. She was as intelligent as she was beautiful and knew the answer already. I suppose she was hoping for some surprise that would change everything. ‘No. The so-called treaty has been ratified by the Senate and President Jackson has ordered the Army to begin ‘moving the Cherokee to their new home’.’ The...

2 years ago

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Bridgets New home

It’s my first day officially in my new condo. The day is largely over, and night is fast approaching. I currently live alone, and now that I have finished moving my stuff in, I can relax a bit. It’s Thursday now, and I don't start till next week so I have a few days before my job officially starts. I now officially work as a secretary at the nearby Clinic. These extra days off will finally give me some time to get to know the area, and maybe make some new friendships. At the very least I can...

1 year ago

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Bridgets Out Natalies In

Things naturally changed a bit around the von Greiner house when Karl openly took his twin sister Kirsten as a lover. Dad announced the next morning over breakfast that there were some new rules concerning sex and relationships, for those who didn't already know. He wanted no one in the dark about the new situation. "Your mothers and I want to make this clear. First, no one has sex with anyone against that person's will. That is still rape and it won't be tolerated around here. Secondly,...

2 years ago

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Bridgets SpiritChapter 2 Meet the OSheas

Liam knocked nervously on Gina's door. A week had gone by since the neighbors had a chance to talk. "Hey, Liam! What's up?" "I have a huge favor to ask. And I'm telling you upfront, it isn't a fair one." Gina's curiosity was piqued as she opened her door to allow Liam in. "I just came back from a walk. Let me grab some water and I'll be right with you. Want one?" Gina retrieved two waters from the kitchen. When she returned to the living room, she noticed Liam wringing his...

1 year ago

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Bridgets SpiritChapter 3 Chris Last Stand

The next Thursday night Liam was sitting in his living room, paying very little attention to the show on his TV. He heard pounding on Gina's door and peeked through his peephole to see who it was. Just as he suspected, it was Chris. He never liked Chris, and only tolerated him because he was dating Gina -- Liam valued Gina's friendship. He watched at his door, listening as the events unfolded. "I told you, Chris, I'm not in the mood tonight. I've got a migraine." "You always say...

2 years ago

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Bridgets SpiritChapter 4 Truth or Dare

Liam prepared a light dinner of salad and hot sandwiches and the couple lounged in the living room while they ate. After finishing, he cleaned up the dishes and changed into pajama pants and a t-shirt. "It's getting late, Gina; why don't you take my bed?" offered Liam. "Where will you sleep?" "I still fit on the sofa. It's not that bad." "Look, why don't I just go back over to my apartment? It's not like it's a long way away!" "I want you close by in case something happens...

2 years ago

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Bridgets SpiritChapter 6 Rebuild and Remember

Liam went to the restaurant early for his Saturday shift. He left Gina working diligently on her projects. A couple times before and after the lunch rush Liam snuck away so he could call Gina to check up on her. Each time, he was rewarded with her teasing and sarcastic remarks about his concern. Liam always hung up his phone smiling. Dinnertime was busier than expected and Liam didn't get another chance to call Gina. As he walked down the hallway to his apartment, he contemplated what he...

2 years ago

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Bridgets SpiritChapter 8 Finding Closure

When Liam returned from work Tuesday night, Gina was waiting up in his apartment. "Hey Gina, what's up?" "What do you mean? I thought you'd like that I was here." "Oh, I do." Liam pulled Gina into his arms and planted a heated kiss on her lips. "However, it's pretty late and I expected to see you in my bed not on my sofa." "I called my mother tonight." "Oh. Hold that thought." Liam locked his door and turned off the lights. He kept his arm around Gina as they silently...

3 years ago

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Bridgets SpiritChapter 9 Full Circle

The holiday visit passed quickly. When the young couple said good-bye, every eye was wet. Liam and Gina drove home in silence. Gina stayed at Liam's apartment that night. He made love to her with all the passion he felt. The couple fell into a deep sleep quickly. During the night, Liam woke with a start. He could feel his Bridget with him again. In his head, he heard her voice. She's at peace. Liam sat up in bed and looked over at his nightstand. He stared at his phone and within seconds,...

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Bridgets DaysChapter 2

(Washington, D.C. 1862) "Oh crap, crap, CRAP," I muttered under my breath as I saw the hooded figures pass the alleyway where I was precariously balanced on a stack of wooden crates. I redoubled my efforts with the pick head I was using to chip the cement from around a pair of steel bars. "What is it?" replied a soft Southern voice from inside the tiny room I was trying to open. "They're here. They're here now." I said. "I thought we had more time." I put the pick aside, its tip...

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Bridgets DaysChapter 3

(Cadiz, Spain, 1805) In today's movies, and in the romantic tales before them running all the way back to Homer, the hero or heroine never spends hours in the dripping rain. Cold, wet and miserable are simply glossed over in favor of thrills and romance. Just because I'm a vampire doesn't mean I WANT to be out in the cold and damp instead of toasting in front of a nice, warm fire with my feet up. I pulled my cloak closer around me, waiting for whoever, or whatever was going to show up for...

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Bridgets DaysChapter 4

(The West Coast of Africa, 1684) I frantically dug into the soft floor of the jungle, one eye fixed on the growing light appearing in the Eastern sky. My hands scooped dirt, rotted vegetation, fallen branches and anything else they encountered, flinging it in a pile beside the shallow trench I knelt in. The triple canopy overhead was thick enough to filter most of the day's sunlight. I just prayed it would filter enough. I was out of time. I took the woven mat of branches and leaves I had...