Sweet Dreams 34…The first cut is the Deepest.

Chapter 34

*Jennifer…

I finally got out from under the drama and stuff with Alex and Hunter and stuff with home and my mom and my dad and I might not show it but I’m tired.

Yeah it’s the sleep tired but it’s a lot more than that. I’m just tired of being…me.

Of being mom’s little miss perfect and doing stuff so that mom had the perfect daughter and that she would look like the amazing parent when she’s been making mu life suck in her own special ways for years.

I had honestly for a long while seen Alex as my way out.

Tears of the Princess

By Melodie Thomas

Edited by Holly Hart

Chapter 2

Saturday, August 14, 2010

Sweet Dreams-33 The first cut is the Deepest.

Chapter 33

Okay…I guess to fill things in I had passed out because I had pushed things too hard and it sent my pressure into the danger zone and they had to get things under control and since the right doctors where there and stuff they said that they might as well go ahead and operate. Right after they had got me stable. I guess my nightmare had them worried about my pressure too.

I find friendships with women to be special. As a TGM I find female relations often go deeper, open to sharing at different levels. If it develops to something more is not as important, Friendship is valued just for self.

I find women in LGBT and not accepting one as a friend and showing me a fuller side of life that I find attractive.

JessieC

Snakes and Ladder-20...part one.

Chapter 20

She’s well ahead of me as I’m trying to wrap my head around that last part. Thief? Shaya?

“Hey! Waitaminute!” I head up the stairs after her and she’s laughing and she does that elfin light-footed thing up the stairs like they’re not really there. Me I’m in better shape and with having two legs now it’s still a luxury to me but I can’t keep up. “Shaya!”

My Super Secret Life…Villain 5

Chapter 5

Thankfully I passed out at some point as I was crying myself to sleep and there was the distinct sort of feeling that someone had shot me up with something fizzyly and bubbly and hurt like hell.

Really hurt like hell and right now it doesn’t feel much better.

My guts hurt.

My insides hurt and it’s like someone is grabbing them and squeezing and twisting.

Covered Bridges-4.

Chapter 4

I let John kiss my hand because he’s doing it right and when a guy does it right and not too over the top or sloppy it’s just one of those things that’s kinda nice and kinda timeless.

I smile and take my hand back and set my book away into my bag. “I’d prefer something red John I ordered the duck.”

Can I have some Brown Sugar for my Damper? Chapter 5.

Chapter 5

It takes me awhile to get myself under control under Rudy’s watch he did set me down in a lawn chair and he got me a cup of the pretty decent coffee he had made for breakfast and I sipped at it while getting to watch him work and actually just kind of let this place sink in and sort of displace some of the stuff that’s been built up inside.

Jem…Chapter 31

Chapter 31

I’m curled up with my back to the corner of the couch watching raven play with tears in my eyes as she’s playing something she wrote for me.

Again…

There’s parts where I’m staring right into her eyes and I’m not sobbing but the tears are flowing as hard as they ever have in my life.

I can’t stop myself if I tried mouthing. “I Love You.” to her as she plays.

Raven’s crying too but she keeps playing…we do that, cry, hurt…play…sometimes playing that music is the only thing you can do.

She stops and looks at me.

The Princess of the Desert

By Melodie Thomas

Edited by Holly Hart

Chapter 15

Unknown day or date

Jem…Chapter 30 part 3

*To the readers. There’s a song here that I’m dedicating to everyone here that’s ever lost someone from Cancer. To those that have lived through it or might yet have to face that down themselves. But also this song was written for My Jonelle and especially for her sister. This was too long to put in the tags so…

Love You Jo.

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Truth or dare

My name is Caroline Jensen.

I’m a reasonable good looking woman and for over a year I visited the local fetish club.
When I go to the club I always dress myself completely in leather so I fit in,
With the rest of the customers.

Once every month there is a truth or dare competition.
I’ve been asked a number of times and always answered truth.

Tonight however if I’m being asked I will dare them.
After being for almost an hour in the club and was offered drinks on many occasions,
The truth or dare started a number of men and women went before me and the night,

Jem…Chapter 30 Part 1

Chapter 30

I watch Mike walk away and honestly I’m in a dazed kind of shock. He kissed me and there was this so different a feeling than anything that I could have ever described in my life.

But it was soft yet strong, short yet time seemed to slow down and it was so, so very intense. I could feel his stubble something I’ve never been able to grow. And there was the smell of him or rather the scent of a guy and I’ll admit that strong earthy musk mixed with aftershave and coffee from him drinking it before he kissed me and the lingering scents of the garage.

After the interval, or chapter 5, the author returns to her keyboard having enjoyed a couple of weeks’ “R&R” away from it all. Some development of the storyline has been conceived in her mind and she hopes her readers enjoy getting further into life in this sleepy, but quietly boiling, English country village! Some readers’ comments have helped a lot!

Chapter 6 – back in the bar, and beyond