My Mother's Boyfriend

MY MOTHER’S BOYFRIEND

James.

He has one of those voices that just sends chills down my spine, low and raspy, naturally husky — one of those voices that can make a girl wet with just one word. In his mid-forties, he’s a police offic

The Wonder of the Number Three

THE WONDER OF THE NUMBER THREE

Danielle rolled off of me slowly, the both of us panting, and still shuddering from our climaxes. She climbed wearily to her feet, and crossed the room to the small fan I had propped on my desk chair. She tur