A Rachael of Emarukistan Story This is a companion story to the four stories in the Rachael of Emarukistan series, which are set around the ninth century CE. Meghr is introduced in Rachael and the Warlord (part four of the series) when she is around nineteen years old. This stand-alone short story provides Meghr's back-story, and what becomes of her after she leaves Rachael's caravanserai, Wadi Halaf. This story can be read without previously reading any of the Rachael of Emarukistan series.
It was Easter, time for dresses and looking up skirts. They have been my uncles, but it was still hot to catch them stealing a peek at their naughty little nieces!
Four years searching for Hekapoo, Marco finally finds the real deal. But this early in, things don't quite go to plan. Not that either of them really mind.
It was a very dark night; I looked across at the bedside clock that said just after two am. I was wide awake and the gentle snores of my husband lying beside me told me that was all the sleep I was going to get. I silently slipped out of bed and padded naked down stairs. I always sleep naked in fact I just love being naked, always have done.
Every year since I can remember June has meant Vacation Bible School. This year's session proved to be a little more interesting than any in the past when one of the mom's started asking some very pointed questions about me. Well, just shows curiosity may kill the cat but it can also lead to some new experiences with people you least expect.
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A Miniaturist's Desire Story Helle is an old madam from Jane's past. At Jane's behest, Helle is captured and brought to the Neighorhood. Warning: the whole series is one that mostly subjugated women, but this one in particular includes some abusive scenes. If that is concerning to you, please skip this story.
Until now, I had no any intention of writing about my mother's passing. The last thing I wanted was to turn her death into some sort of erotic tale and so I've pretty much kept quiet about it until now. Then Valentine's Day arrived and I realized just how much I miss her. This entry is meant as a tribute to most wonderful important woman in the world - my mom.