Angels Peril a Whateley Tale: Written by BranekTormented by the past, Angel is struggling between light and dark.Every Rose has it Thorns a Whateley T...le: Written by NuaanWatch what you say around rose, could give you more trouble than you everasked for.Kelly a Whateley Tale: Written by NuaanStruggling with fate, Kelly has to deal with love and loss.Melvin a Whateley Tale: Written by BranekThey say old soldiers never die, Melvin is about to learn that the hardway.Shadowsblade a Whateley Tale:. )Perhaps I was simply thunderstruck - incapable ofexpressing any emotion. This was a revelation beyond allsanity, and my young mind was shutting down, unable to dealwith the conundrum. Maybe all my systems had overloaded atonce, causing an intellectual short circuit. Well, whateverthe circumstances, my trepidation seemed to have vanishedas swiftly as it had appeared, along with the confusion andanxiety.So I sat and waited. Switching off the lamps, I hovered inthe darkness, breathing through a. I could not control any more. I wanted to touch her, caress her. But I was at her mercy. She was toying with my feelings.I didn’t knew when I went to sleep. She woke me up in the morning as we were about to reach the destination. I washed my face and sat next to her. She asked me with the same naughty smile, “did you sleep OK”? I said, “yeah, but it took me some time to absorb the situation.” She winked at me and smiled naughtily.We checked into the hotel and headed for our rooms, which were. I had a very thin, smooth body, and long flowing hair that went halfway to my ass. In those days, I thought I looked like a rock star, and so did the girls. I did pretty well. I met a lot of girls from a town about 20 miles away, and I didn’t have a car. But back then you could count on getting a ride if you hitchhiked, and I did so to hang out with the girls, often. And that’s how it all started.I was dressed in a pair of jean shorts, sneakers and a tank top, wandering along a back road, when.