Archive | 06.01.2010
- The Caliph's Dancer
He looked like a caliph, straight out of the movies, seated on a pile of pillows and furs. He wore a black silken robe, belted with a royal purple sash that held a jeweled dagger. Close to his right hand, on a golden pillow, like a lethal snake lay a coiled, leather drover"s whip.
At his left was another man, wearing a burnoose and robe. He protectively clutched a drawstring bag that bulged bumpily and clinked when he moved it. His eyes were narrow, rat-like in his angular face. He nodded slightly, ... more
- The Captain's Lady
*By Katherine English and Captain Dee*
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Katherine:
I trembled…ever so slightly.
Sitting on the wet tiles, I watched Him labor between my thighs in the muted steam of the shower. His fingers were gentle… so gentle as they slipped between my "lips", stretching them outward as he passed the blade over my sex, erasing my auburn thatch and leaving my pink flesh bare before His gaze.
Had it been only five days since my fateful jump into the icy water…only five days? It seemed a lifetime. ... more