"Jace wants his mom's best friend. A strange old man has a ring that might help."
“Well, hurry up,” the old man barked as we stood there in the cold, dirty alley. “Are you gonna take it or not?”I stared at the ring resting in the palm of his outstretched, shriveled-up hand. If what the strange...
And they’re at it again. Every fucking Tuesday it’s the same. Once his wife leaves, he scurries to set up the kitchen.Then the mistress arrives; passion burning in her eyes. Something about using her hands in mechanical ways lights her...
"Mrs. Collins?"Becca, my girl's bestie. She's off to CIA next year and she's helping me bake bread today.The kitchen is filled with sunshine, giggles, and vibrant, yeasty life."Now, my sweet, we must wait." I put my powdery arm around her...
I enjoy baking, It is good when it is just me, But, It is great when I do it with you. When I bake alone, I just get flour everywhere, Unattractively, A mess. When I bake with you, You place...
"An evening of baking"
Adura blushed as she finally found her way in the door after work, cupping her chest gently with a slight wince, then gasping as she unbuttoned her blouse. Her breasts swelled against the soft pink bra holding them almost painfully,...
It all started with me in the kitchen baking a chocolate cake, I had bits of flour in my hair and on my face and even a speck of chocolate on the tip of my nose as I stood there...
