Blooming Flower - Chapter 4
#4 of blooming flower i am having way too much fun writing this story. ^_^ no real story advancing here- this was basically an idea nibbling at me and an excuse to practice sex scenes.
Blooming Flower - Chapter 3
#3 of blooming flower chapter three! i have completely given up on trying to come up with creative titles for each chapter. have one more chapter in mind (maaaaybe two?), then am going to go back and tweak/smooth out the earlier chapters.
Blooming Flower - Chapter 5
"good morning, my lovely flower. did you sleep okay?" i tilted my head up towards his voice. "wonderfully."
Blooming Flower - Chapter 6
#6 of blooming flower chapter six! "no."
Blooming Flower - Chapter 7
#8 of blooming flower chapter seven! my stories might be a little farther apart for a bit (i have a job!)
Trickle Trickle Little Flower
The wall opposite her had several framed paintings, many of them flowers.
Blooming Flower - Chapter Eight
#9 of blooming flower sorry for the delay in finishing this - lot of hectic points the last few months and a lot less free time than i used to have. thanks for being patient though, and for taking the time to read this - i hope you enjoy!
The Flower of Scotland
Off in the foggy distance i heard a lone piper playing "the flower of scotland," but i couldn't see where it was coming from. i pulled the hood down over my face and sighed. "damn it, dad. really wish you were here now. you'd know what to do.
The Scent of Flowers
# chapter 7: the scent of flowers we still did everything we could to leave a trail for jon – which wasn't much – as we headed west. i'll admit our pace picked up with rebecca looking after me.
The White Rose Matures - 2023
"that'll be 3 cad per flower." dexter pulled out his wallet and gave her six 1 cad coins. the hawk lady took the flowers, wrapped their stems in two layers of paper and gave it to him.
I wither besides the lush flower bed
Here we go~, let's see what you think, please enjoy i wither beside the lush flower bed i am full of life and yet i stand as bones where i can sip the dew drops i find myself unquenchable touched by falling petals, my skin stings with pricklers ping
All Photographs of Flowers are Pornography
Of flowers' pleasure i soon thrust, my body, to the day's end. for twice upon the petal's fold, i came and came again; for a flower's pleasure take full hold and have you muttering your amens. sex with flowers, how truly vulgar.