Private lessons
“Caleb, you go ahead to class,” I told my son as I followed Sarge, the karate instructor, into his office….
“Caleb, you go ahead to class,” I told my son as I followed Sarge, the karate instructor, into his office….
He was woken by the faint clinking of dishes from the kitchen. He blinked his eyes open, the room coming…
There’s a little town out there where the guys don’t do their own oil changes. Smithville has a nice quiet…
“You know you want this,” Jess breathed into Rach’s ear, her voice a seductive purr. Rach felt a shiver run…
In the bustling heart of New Orleans, where the air had the scent of magnolias and the distant echoes of…