There was no seduction,
no sweet words of enticement,
none were needed.
There were no promises
no pledges of undying love
just the promise of
discretion,
friendship
and a fair share
of the blanket.
No illusions, either:
not about our bodies
not about our morals...
Foreplay there was
hands exploring
fondling like
school kids.
Laughter, lots of laughter
The love we made
was nothing special
just honest, straight
forward pleasuring
of two old sinners,
too long sundered
Valiant escapades, wicked battles, and heart wrenching loss await readers in this fourth installment of the bestselling Dragoneer Saga. Hold onto your dragon!
Christmas When Music Almost Killed the World is a novel in which nothing is quite what it seems and everything is loaded with shadowy dreams of the past and nightmares set to soul-pounding music of the future.
The ancient kings of Whitehawk were all too aware of the temptation of magic. They could feel its threat, a presence in their courts, a serpent slithering at their feet, even entering into their beds.
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Nancy
hey did you notice since you centered this, the shape of the words resembles a woman, or a vase??? Now how freudian is that????
I like this....it shoots straight!