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Annie and the Colt

The very next night Annie walked into the living again in her birthday suit and asked me to take her gently and lovingly like I did last night

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Chrysalis Mama

“Blue corn chips?!!! Marissa had to have blue corn chips for tomorrow's third grade party. Not the plain old white "restaurant-style" tortilla chips, and surely not the plebian yellow chips that were a dollar a bag at the Krogers on the corner. Oh no. It had to be the more expensive, gourmet-style Blue corn chips. And she tells Mama this at 8:45pm before bed, when the twins are finally falling asleep, the dishes are done, clothes are laid out, and Mama is about to get her mint tea out the kitchen and find a spot in her favorite armchair. Mama feels her blood begin to boil. "Marissa!! Why didn't you tell me when we were still out? And I know your teacher didn't just ask you today. Why didn't you say something right after school when I went to the grocery store?" Here we go, she thought, time to see...

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Safe in the Pirate's Arms

For those of you that love a pirate romance, here's a little tidbit of my latest manuscript that is starting to bloom into an exciting piece of work. Of course this is an unedited version, but it's a pivotal point in the heroine and hero of the story. I hope you like it! Chapter 3 Serena almost ran up the stairs to get away from the look in Edwards eyes. She knew he’d take out his anger on her mother. As she stepped in her mother’s room she noticed her maid by the bed. She was crying. Serena ran to her mother’s beside and knelt down. “Ms. Serena, your dear mother is out of her misery. She went out of this world only moments ago.” She looked up at Serena and became serious. “She said for you to leave this house tonight and never look back.” “But where will I...

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Annie's Package

When Annie and I take a shower, and believe me it's not to conserve water either, and I'm feeling extra frisky toward Annie, I never tell her but she'll tell me no hands on her in the shower. I'm going crazy wanting to touch her, hug her, kiss her, but no, not until she has dried me off, then it on, and on, and on. I don't know how Annie does it, but she does. Then she'll ask; you mad at me for not letting you touch me? Exhausted I say, "My Annie" I can never be mad at you.

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Small Town Strange Love

My name is Lyla, I am barely five foot with short black hair. I am not what I would call glamorous, but I have a certain sassiness that I think makes me fun to be around.I have spent the majority of my life in a small town. From this experience I have decided there are typically three types of people that live there. First, there are the ones that are trying to escape. Most often, this group is young and ready to make their mark on the world. Not realizing that they are one of thousands of kids in a little town ready grab the bull by its horns. The second group, is the “has beens”. This group flocks to watering holes all across the United States. They were going to be something once. It does not matter wether the let down is by their own doing, or not realizing that high school is not in fact practice for real life; they end up on a bar stool drinking the pain away. The third and final group, is the one I would consider myself apart of. This is the group, that would not trade the small town for the big city any day. Some of us moved off to the city and came back home knowing finally where we fit.This group, would prefer anyone that is even from the city stay out to protect the content lifestyle we lead. Every year though, more and more yuppy city people try to move in, and change our ways.

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Bubblegum Blonde by Anna Snow (First Three Chapters)

Want to read the first three chapters of my book Bubblegum Blonde? Well, here's your chance! Don't forget to "Love This Post" at the top of the post in the pink bar and share it while you're there. Maybe with enough love we can get Avon's attention! Bubblegum Blonde

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Bubblegum Blonde (By Anna Snow)

(Copyright 2014, Anna Snow) It’s entirely possible to have both boobs and a brain. I knew five years ago when I stepped into the role of private investigator that I would encounter a handful of the opposite sex who would disagree. I just never thought a handful would turn into ninety-nine percent. They took one look at my ample chest, full lips, and blond hair and laughed. Apparently the ability to do ones job is now based on hair color. I must have missed the memo. But despite then occasional sexism and chuckles, I’ve done pretty well for myself. My P.I. firm is one of the most respected in the city and I had the client list to prove it. A list that included the wife of the cheating politician I was currently watching on surveillance tapes via my computer monitor. “Barb, there’s someone here to see you.” I glanced...

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Dark Light

Chapter One I looked at myself one final time in the oversized mirror while my dad and stepdad stood behind me with tears in their eyes. The soft gold wedding gown was perfect. It was a strapless A-line fit-and-flare cathedral gown. Elegant embroidery and diamonds embellished the entire bodice. The satin overlay skirt had faint embroidery and diamonds along the hem. The long cathedral veil had diamonds along the hem and a little embroidery detailing. The dress and veil sparkled and blended well with my luminous skin tone and fit my five-foot-nine, curvy frame beautifully. I had opted for a pair of flats in a champagne color that were embellished with crystals.   My elegant, luminous makeup was fabulous, thanks to Arianna, sister of Zach, my husband-to-be, on his dad’s side, and Joyce, Zach’s stepmother. My hairstylist, my mom, Gloria, had done a superb job on my hair. Together we...

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What's Lost in the Dark

Chapter One “Ah,” we both moaned at the welcome sensation of Zach’s huge erection entering me slowly. He pulled back gently and pushed back in the same way. Again he repeated, going deeper with each stroke before he started thrusting with unspoken desire. “Mm, Zach. Ah, baby.” He began long stroking, and I moaned his name again. “Oh, Abi, baby,” he moaned over my mouth before finding my tongue. Kissing me passionately, he increased the speed and friction of his strokes. “Ah, Z…Zach. Baby, don’t st…stop.” The way he made love to me was absolutely incredible, and I didn’t want it to end. He grinned seductively. “Mm…baby, don’t worry. I had no intention.” His passion and mine were building. He kissed me ardently and began fucking me hungrily. The pleasure was out of this world, and we both moaned loudly. Feeling greedy myself, I squeezed my love muscle tightly around...

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Dark Light

Chapter One I looked at myself one final time in the oversized mirror while my dad and stepdad stood behind me with tears in their eyes. The soft gold wedding gown was perfect. It was a strapless A-line fit-and-flare cathedral gown. Elegant embroidery and diamonds embellished the entire bodice. The satin overlay skirt had faint embroidery and diamonds along the hem. The long cathedral veil had diamonds along the hem and a little embroidery detailing. The dress and veil sparkled and blended well with my luminous skin tone and fit my five-foot-nine, curvy frame beautifully. I had opted for a pair of flats in a champagne color that were embellished with crystals.                 My elegant, luminous makeup was fabulous, thanks to Arianna, sister of Zach, my husband-to-be, on his dad’s side, and Joyce, Zach’s stepmother. My hairstylist, my mom, Gloria, had done a superb job on my hair. Together we...

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