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Saturday, 18 October 2014

Sexual unions between mature women and young boys is, and always has been, an intriguing subject. We wonderedabout it, then asked a varied group of people why this was true, if indeed they subscribed to our thoughts. Here are a few opinions we acquired: A thirty-three year old woman who admits to numerous affairs with boys between the ages of 19 to 23."I always feel like their teacher - like I was really contributing something to them - and that's probably why I come so great with them.



Happily engaged Remedy Washington and Jeremy King are not as happy as they appear in public. Tangled in a web of obsessed mistresses and sweet-talking lovers, these two people have to decide if they are truly meant to be together.

Remedy has a million and one things on her expanding list of worries. She is trying to balance Medical School courses with wedding plans to Jeremy. She recently found out her last living relative is ill. Taunting phone calls from Jeremy's mistresses keep her up at night while their threats make her anxious during the day. Life becomes more complicated when her old fling and her former college professor come back to town. Both men have their own plans to steal Remedy away from Jeremy - one uses seduction and the other uses dirty tricks.



The plot revolves around two passionate lovers of life, skins, waves and desert, and around a secret and remarkably strange organisation which plans to assassinate God. Two lovers without so much as an identity, memories of themselves or a reason to be in this world other than the immense affection, passion and tenderness they both feel for one another; two lovers who will nevertheless go through the game of a lustrous and uttermost intense seduction and through the deepest requirements provided by inner feelings of revenge. Will, thus, those two lovers of life and fate murder God? Will they be able to love each other at an overwhelming speed and cross that way the pupils of infinite time?

Saturday, 11 October 2014

10/11/2014 Posted by Cherise Sinclair No comments
Lauren Grahame has spent her whole life thinking something special was going to happen. She didn’t know what it was, she just knew it would one day be hers. But she learned the hard way that special wasn’t on offer.
So, after divorcing her cheating husband, Lauren searched for nothing special and she thought she found it when she landed a job as a waitress in a biker bar in Carnal. It was perfect: a nothing job in a nowhere bar in Nowheresville.

Everybody off the train.”
   Jostled by other passengers, Georgie Gail raised her arms and shuffled past the man brandishing a
gun. She strained her neck trying to obtain a closer look, but the aisle was too crowded.
   No one said a word, even children sensing a need for silence. The press of bodies generated a touch
of moisture beneath her brown wool traveling gown. A whiff of cinnamon from her homemade
cologne water merged with the sweet perfumes and hair pomade of neighboring passengers.
   At the door, two members of the Comer Gang stood on the ground flanking her exit. The February
sun dipped behind the trees, blurring the sky with pinks and purples.
Rogan Yalua Soquili, known as Fast Horse, was insistent
as he stood triumphantly outside the circle of twelve Native
American women. Their rapt attention fixed on the
Cherokee métis medicine man, they sat in their ceremonial
garb. Rogan placed his hands on the strong, capable
shoulders of Blue Wolf, a Shoshone woman near his own
age of forty-five

The dying rays of the sun glanced across the sandstone walls of Otterbourne House so that it appeared to glow like burnished gold. As Anna scrunched across the gravel drive she reached into her handbag for her compact, flipped open the lid and scrutinized her appearance in the mirror. Her career as a model and the ‘face’ of an international cosmetics company necessitated spending hours being made up, but in private she usually opted for a more natural look.

Sunday, 14 September 2014

Just a little over three weeks had passed since
Sheik Amir Khalid, one of the royals who had come to
the hotel for a meeting, had gotten into a limo that had
driven a short distance and then blown up. The driver
had been killed, but nobody knew what had happened
to Amir. The only witness to the event had seen the
sheik crawl out of the wreckage and he’d been picked
up by somebody. The problem was nobody knew if it
had been friend or foe who had picked up the injured
man.
“It’s time to clear the room,” Beth’s boss had said
to her minutes earlier. “It’s been three weeks with no
word and I can’t hold the room forever. I’d like you to
personally take care of it, Beth. We’ll lock up the
belongings in storage until somebody comes to claim
them.”
And so here she was, in a room where Sheik
Amir Khalid had checked in as part of a four-nation
coalition who had come here to discuss trade
agreements that would benefit their individual

countries. She pulled the luggage caddy she’d
brought with her into the room and closed the door
behind her
The hunters stood on a hill and watched the endless ocean of slow
moving characters as they grazed in the valley below. The chief,
Soaring Eagle, seldom hunted anymore. He was wise and knew at his
age he would be a deterrent rather than an asset to the band, but his
old eyes were still keen as he noted a few aged, crippled, or young
ones that had wandered away from the buffalo herd.
He pointed them out to the hunters. From his vantage point, he
could see the men as they moved quietly down the hill, with his two
sons out in front. He sighed and for a moment remembered the day
that they were born
 The Legend of Summer Swan By Beverly Sims

The tall man standing in front of her had his back turned, hands
clasped behind him, his gaze focused on the navigation panel.
Peyton Valmont squared her shoulders. “You wanted to see me,
sir?”
For a moment there was no response. Then he said without
inflection, “Are you surprised, Lieutenant?”
No, she had to admit she wasn’t. Staying quiet seemed the best
course because if she voiced that out loud it meant she knew she was
going to get in trouble and that of itself was an admission of guilt.
At her silence, he swung around and pinned her with his infamous
ice cold gaze. There was a granite set to his lean jaw. Commander
Gallico said in clipped tones, “You disobeyed a direct order.”
Tread carefully.
She cleared her throat. “Actually, sir, I didn’t. I wasn’t present at
the briefing.”
“Are you trying to split hairs with me on this, Valmont?” His eyes
were pure steel gray and about as warm as the interior of a frozen
planet. “Everyone on this ship knew my decision about the stranded
personnel on Epsilon.
 Under his command by Annabel Wolfe

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