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Cats, Nanny used to say, should be kept in bags. I don't think she meant that literally, in fact I'm sure she didn't, but it's rather like making sure that your skeletons remain firmly hidden in cupboards. The events of the past few weeks have been umm ... well, interesting, and I felt that I should sit down and commit them to paper. Well, not paper, but you know what I mean, in order to give the photographs on the disc that'll go with this their proper context. Where to start though?...

Kings and ConquerorsChapter 2

After a wonderful day together where I continued the narrative of my life in Minneapolis, driving by certain evocative locations, Eva and I ended at the St Paul mansion for dinner. I happily greeted Nick's angels, missing only Salomé and Betty, and my favorite mortals Natasha, who seemed to be Naomi's constant companion, and Lindy. Except for Helena and Zhenzhen, even with only a few hours since I last saw my wives, I gave the warmest greeting to Lindy. "Missing Angelique already?" I...

Kings and ConquerorsChapter 4

At the rustic theater we met the others in the dining room/auditorium waiting for a delicious meal of fresh Muskies and corn fritters and amazing strawberry rhubarb pie. I couldn't help seeing my mother looking incredibly sated, and Nick looking quite satisfied as well. After desert, Nick cleared his throat. "If the ladies will get ready," he said, standing and moving to the edge of the proscenium stage and sitting, my mother joining him, "We shall resume the Tale." Only then did I...

Kings and ConquerorsChapter 7

It ended up being later than usual for a Tales session. That I didn't feel hungry was solved by an amused Helena telling me I had eaten quite well during the tale. I hadn't even noticed. Weird. Our isolation and the lateness of the day let us wander around in the dishabille of the sessions. And the nighties and my boxers soon ended up in piles near the lake's beach as we dove into its murky waters. Swimming in Minnesota lakes has its own peculiarity, although I had no other lakes to...

The Newlin s Marcie and MarkChapter 5

In retrospect, Marcie would later admit that both her morality and common sense were on vacation when she visited Laura’s home in Boston. Marcie and Laura were closer than ever after Marcie’s experiences with men, which for the most part she enjoyed immensely. However, Marcie felt that she owed her entire sex life to her roomie since it was Laura who steered her into her first male encounter and encouraged her to try the others afterward. And with mid-terms over with, Laura offered...

Jack and the Beanstalk A Twisted Fairy TaleChapter 4

Coitus interruptus is never a happy occurrence, especially when it happens before either participant reaches that achingly close plateau where wonderful feelings are overcome by terrific feelings. That plateau is a really nice place to roll over on afterwards as well, while you catch your breath. But Mortimer was too close, and the plateau was yet to be reached. Jack’s enlarged phallus fell away, plopping wetly out of Harmony’s almost-satisfied sex. Its sudden weight gain almost made it bang...

Rebel in the SouthChapter 46 Frances

In Richmond, I had the pleasure of meeting one of that area's true belles and of spending much of a busy night in her company. She was introduced to me by one of Von Steuben's aides at a dinner for Captain Foster and several other officers. I was standing outside, supposedly on guard duty, smoking a pipe and keeping an eye on the stable area, when a sad-eyed captain appeared with this frilly, dark-eyed young lady on his arm, chattering away like a magpie. He seemed more than happy to leave...

EdenChapter 54

For true students of learning—and the scientists aboard the Gardener were nothing if not that, for there had been no other reason to volunteer for the voyage—the ensuing few weeks were almost an idyll. To be sure, little in the field of human endeavor is ever universally idyllic. Some balked initially at Igwanda's requirement that they camp out at night sheltered only by the pavilion, as he and Meiersdottir had done, but he remained adamant about not presenting technological artifacts that...

Rebel 1777Chapter 64 Widowing

I recall that we were on the third floor of one of the better Philadelphia taverns and that I had just finished serving a buxom wench so thoroughly that she lay half off the bed, begging for surcease, her shift bunched at her neck, head almost touching the stained floorboards, dugs fully exposed and sagging up toward her chin, hairy quim gushing gobs of fluids, when I heard noises from the next room of a different kind of passion. There were vile curses, scuffling, sharp blows or slaps, and...

Final MissionChapter 13

Lt. Tracy Parker stayed close to the far wall of the darkened passage and moved carefully and silently towards the location of the dormitories in Aziz's underground compound. The heat was still stifling; almost 100 degrees, over 80 percent humidity. Tracy's nude body glistened with sweat and grime in the occasional, dim patches of light in the passage as she gracefully and stealthily moved onward. On her back, she wore the lightweight submachine gun, the safety off, a full 51 round clip in...

Jake White The BeginningChapter 8

Although the wedding was not a major event in the life of Bristol, it nevertheless made waves in the family. The ladies had, of course, turned out in their finery, and Uncle John was taken into the church in a chair with wheels attached. He took little interest in the proceedings and returned to his room at home immediately after the ceremony. The waves in the family were caused by the fact the the house was simply no longer big enough, and the answer would be to move, but in the meantime...

RebelChapter 16 Fran the doctor s widow

The second time I went to visit Madam Von R--'s doctor friend, he had good news for me. A compatriot of his, another doctor, had died, he said, and had shelves filled with various medications. "I'm sure his widow has no use for the stuff," he assured me. "She's a fine woman, but I have no idea if she is politically inclined." He gave me directions and a note of introduction. It took most of the day to make the trip with my light wagon, and I was hungry and tired when I knocked at the...

Fanny HillChapter 7

On the landing-place of the first pair of stairs, we were met by a young gentleman, extremely well dress'd, and a very pretty figure, to whom I was to be indebted for the first essay of the pleasures of the house. He saluted me with great gallantry, and handed me into the drawing room, the floor of which was overspread with a Turkey carpet, and all its furniture voluptuously adapted to every demand of the most study'd luxury; now too it was, by means of a profuse illumination, enliven'd by...

Finding BathshebaChapter 17

Sharon quietly polished the silverware. They'd needed it for a while, but it wasn't a task she particularly liked, so she usually waited until she had something on her mind. Then she could polish and think. This was one of those times. She glanced nervously at the clock, quietly wondering what was keeping Allison. She prayed that her youngest daughter didn't do anything rash. She thought back through the day, wondering what she could have done differently, what she could have done to...

Dharma WheelChapter 8

As I hoped, when Zhenzhen arose early, waking me and Shira and giving each of us a kiss before hurrying off, her cute tusch shifting most alluringly, what tiredness had not enabled when we went to bed, rest had readied me for enjoying Nick's gorgeous black angel. It started with a sixty-nine between her and Shira, my newest wife on the bottom. I climbed behind Salomé, and she lifted her tight butt, and with Shira clinging to her, we shared her sweet and musky and magical flavor. Sometimes...

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