Lost in Her Eyes
As I’m driving to her house I can’t help but think of her. These days she’s all I ever think
DevamAs I’m driving to her house I can’t help but think of her. These days she’s all I ever think
DevamThis story picks up about a year after the last chapter, and continues with one of my favorite characters, Amberle.
DevamThose of you have read some of my previous articles will know my history and my close relationship with my
DevamNote: This is my first submission, but not my first story to be written out. Please let me know what
DevamA lot of the people who have read about my ‘adventures’ as a lesbian jailer working inside a women’s correctional
DevamA Fair Model ***** This next chapter picks up one week later. How’s that for continuity? It’s one of my
DevamI met Dania 2 years ago on a website I joined to meet new people. She was one of the
DevamMegan loved pistachios and remembered reading somewhere that when the nut ripened the shell would open halfway to expose the
DevamAuthor’s Note: These scenes are from a full length novel I’m currently writing. Any feedback is welcome. I have shortened
DevamWatching Kat’s towel wrapped body, Jenna again wondered if she would have the courage to admit her real feelings. The
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