Monday, May 23, 2011

Need a Good Read?

Being set up on a date with your friend's, boyfriend's best friend sounded as awful as it was. I didn't want to meet Tom, or spend the evening getting to know him, but Laci said I had to as pay back for finding me the perfect shoes at a seventy-five percent discount.

The shoes were red, with a three-inch heal and absolutely beautiful. Plus they were Manolas and with the discount, I could afford them. I had no idea what Laci or her boyfriend were holding over Tom.

So, it was a given, I would go on the date, and I would be happy about. At least that's what I was telling myself until Friday evening only a few minutes before Tom was supposed to arrive.

By the time the clock struck seven I was ready to back out. I hadn't had much luck with guys in the past. Most men who were attracted to me weren't the best looking or the nicest guys in the world. I'd yet to go out with a guy who I though was amazing and hot, or even nice.

Then the doorbell rang. Great, now the date had to happen. I expected an ugly guy with buckteeth or pimples covering his face. Why would a hot guy go out on a blind date? Unless, of course, he'd been manipulated into going just as I'd been manipulated. I swung open the door, ready to make an excuse, but my tongue grew fat in my mouth at the sight of the hottie standing on my porch.

"Hi, I'm Tom. Are you Mandy?"

I knew I had to speak, but nothing would come. He lifted his manly left eyebrow and heat shot up my neck and engulfed my face.

"Yeah, um, yes. Let me grab my purse." I shut the door then pulled it open quickly. "Just give me a minute."

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Sunday, May 22, 2011

Matt and Tom Take a Lover - Six Sentence Sunday

Matt trailed his fingers down my arm and took my hand in his. He brought my hand up to his mouth and kissed my palm. My face must have been red because it was certainly hot. I was attracted physically to both Tom and Matt. Of course Matt was totally hot, naked and his huge dick was ready for sex. Tom was hot in his clothes.

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Sunday, May 15, 2011

Six Sentence Sunday - Runaway Princess

She watched women lounge by the water’s edge, their bodies covered with only small strips and triangles of colorful cloth. The men made her heart jumpstart. The sight of naked, male flesh brought heat to her face and a giddy energy to her belly. Men of all colors paraded around, proudly showing their smooth, clean chests. A few of the men had battle scars, others had inked bodies with intricate designs. Too bad the men wore coverings over their cocks.

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Sunday, May 8, 2011

Six Sentence Sunday - Runaway Princess

The air behind her veil grew thick. She would pass out if he approached. Why now? Was he searching for her, or here for pleasure? The temptation to leave grew, but she couldn’t abandon her plan for fun. The rest of her life depended on this weekend.
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Sunday, May 1, 2011

Six Sentence Sunday - A Model Week

"I'll go, but if I say no, I mean no."
"Anything you don't want to do we'll be okay with," Damien said.
"Really?" She asked.
"Yes, your wish is our command." Christopher bowed at his waist, his gaze never leaving her.

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