Phylicia, Manuel, and Portia walked out of the stadium arm in arm after graduation practice. “Our last time together,” Phylicia sighed. “Our parents all arrive tomorrow. As soon as graduation’s over, we take off to different parts of the country.
You know all those things you should be doing before sex? Like kissing, and touching, and all that other sexy stuff called foreplay? (Which I hope you make lots of time for). Well, there’s some other important things I recommend
Taking Linzey by the hand, Matt led her into the shower. When he turned the faucet, hot water shot out from every direction. It was the most luxurious shower she’d ever been in. The handsome lifeguard gazed at her adoringly.
As Shakti was in the middle of a lunge, she felt a sharp pain in her right quad. It was so bad, she almost lost her balance, and her face tightened in response to the burning. “Sit!” Ellen, her trainer,
“Finally! Five years later! I’m so happy!” Marie admired herself in the mirror, delighting in the fact that after months of dieting and exercise, she fit into her wedding dress again. She looked gorgeous in the white, backless number with
“So, whose idea was it for your book club’s Valentine’s ball to have a historic theme. And why Scotland?” “It’s a really sweet story, Honey, about a new member in the group. On Valentine’s Day two years ago, Fiona was
“Honey, will you toss me my running watch? It’s in the drawer of my bedside table.” Paul hurried into the bedroom and found it. The drawer wouldn’t close completely, but he’d fix that later. He went to the top of
“So, what time should I pick you up, Sweetie?” It had been so long since Phylicia had seen Riley, her excitement was off the charts. She wasn’t just counting days, she had a timer on her desk that displayed hours,
“Thanks for insisting I come and spend the week here, Sweetie. I feel like a new woman.” “There’s nothing worse than a bad breakup with someone you’re living with. At least this way, he’ll be gone when you get back.
My husband was casting furtive glances towards the bar. He was trying to be discrete about watching a bridesmaid and groomsman glued together. They were from the wedding reception being held at the hotel. We were celebrating our tenth anniversary