This is my first erotic story and Ive read quite a few. Im sorry if this doesnt live up to high standards, but it is my first, so only helpful or nice...comments, please. I stepped off the stage, adrenaline surged through me as my makeup artist immediately began to fuss around my face. No matter how many times, I laughed, its still amazing when I go up there. I said to Elijah. He turned around, his electric guitar hanging off the straps that were wound over his shoulders. One last song and then. Do you know the scent smiling yes nautica.Nothing more was said. Thursday comes along my day was busy while he was at work.Shopping to do for our black tie event we are attending in December. I have made two trips out already hoping this day is the final day ofShopping other then a hair appointment. Finding every thing I needed making my appointment,I am now heading home.As I am walking up to the door he opens the door taking my packages smiling he asks how my day is fine how was yours he. " She left the kitchen and shortly returned with her suitcase. She took it up to her room.Laura and I put the dinner on the table and the girls joined us. Laura said, "I'm going to talk to Cynthia. You all go ahead."I tried my best to make conversation with the girls before Alyssa asked, "Bradford, what's wrong? They are both crying." I know. I told them today that I have to go to Afghanistan on a mission and they are both upset."Alyssa gasped, "Bradford, are you going over there to that war?". “Basta! Enough! Is this how low La Cosa Nostra has sunk in the years since our glory days? My father and grandfather would never have talked to their mothers like that, nor would I, and we’re all real gangsters, not posers like you! We’ve iced men by the dozens, but we’d never show our mothers disrespect like that! We cherish family and tradition! You want to be a ‘made man,’ a real gangster, you have to treat your mother better than that!“We didn’t take over this state just to cast our old.