" Oh, one of those, huh? I have a brother that's a lot like that. Has the wanderlust." Yep. My brother's always been like that."Since we didn't know h...w long it would be before we could stock up again, we laid in a plentiful supply of food and got a second gold pan and an axe. I asked the storekeeper if he'd accept gold and you'd have thought I'd given him a Christmas present. "Where'd you get the gold?" he asked as he looked at it."We've staked a claim over in Vermont," I said. "This came from. Zoey, noticeably, stayed in position as she landed the second stroke and then the third stroke all of which were rewarded with louder and louder yelps. As each stroke landed Zoey let out another yelp and clenched her fists and shook her head from side to side knowing that she was hissing in and out through clenched teeth as the pain intensified. She really couldn’t understand why she was just letting Diane use the switch so freely but she had no desire to get up and wanted to experience more. K. Bishop, was a romance writer. It started out as a hobby in college and turned into another job. Much to the dismay of my fans, I only published one book a year because of my job and my business. A hushed squeal caught my attention. I looked over in time to see Marylyn hurriedly fixing her hair and checking her make-up in a hand mirror. Rolling my eyes, I pushed over a few books on the shelf to create a peephole. Matt stopped by the checkout desk giving Marylyn a charming smile as he talked. This is my friend, Andy," Abi told her in a hesitant voice and the hostile woman curled her nose up at me."Eez too young fur ye but then ye always had a weird taste in men," she replied sharply in her local drawl. "And I bet eez doin' drugs with ya an all." Errr," I started, angry that I was being talked about by this pugnacious and bitter woman who did not know me. Abi squeezed my hand and I sighed. I looked at my pulchritudinous lover, a complete opposite to the repulsive, dumpy woman in.