I first received these messages at eight years old and hated seeing those pieces of paper with lists of chorses scribbled on them even if it still mea...t I would be closer to my animalistic friends. I hated chores you see, but as I grew up more and more each summer, I came to like them. Now as a fourteen year old teenage boy, I've come to enjoy them and actually get excited of what comes next after the one before it. Not because I enjoyed the chores but because of the animals and what they might. A shiver washed over her when the wind hit us. As I placed my coat around her shoulders to help keep off the chill, I noticed that she had a tattoo along her shoulder blades that showed just over the top of her cami. I got just a glimpse of what looked like feathers or something similar before they were covered by the material of the trench. She smiled her thanks as I popped open my umbrella which was sorely inadequate for two people and we headed out, huddled together, into the deluge. We. I’ve never been crazy in bed. In my limited history, I’ve never done anything kinky or particularly adventurous. I was a good girl. Being in Alec’s presence changes everything about that. He changes me, but I am learning it’s not in a bad way.Only when it is the two of us does he release this level of influence, and when I give in to it, I feel things so exquisite they’re beyond my understanding. My need for him surpasses all logic and I would do anything to please him, because it pleases. Soon though, the cold once again tightened its icy grip and she stumbled to her knees and feinted. —- Luc and Blake pushed the horses on, searching the woods for any indication of a human lost in the snowstorm. Luc looked to his left, and out of the corned of his eye saw something red in the snow. Motioning to Blake to follow him, he spurred his horse in the direction of the red fabric he saw. As they got closer Luc saw that it was a jacket, and there lay a woman, on her back in the snow. He.