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Huntress

Posted by probable on May 27, 2008 in Sarabande

(Clipping from the New Yorker) Tracy Bell Tour Set For Late Summer The son of noted Chicago Bluesman Verden “Ring,” Bell, Tracy’s bluesy brand of funk has been largely ignored by the critics –on account, primarily, of his rather silly, salacious Prince-style lyrics. Lately, his egocentric eroticism laced with awkward mystical impulses seem to have [...]

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Limousines and fairy tales

Posted by probable on Jun 19, 2008 in Sarabande

Stella loved it. It had been an accident, but how perfect. The look on his face… She inhaled his scent again, relishing it. ”What’s your name again?” he asked at last. ”Karen,” she said; he shook his head. ”No… That ain’t it. It’s Stella. I think that’s big enough to fit you… Stella.” A vision [...]

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Hotel

Posted by probable on May 27, 2008 in Sarabande

And she stepped out of the limo just like that, in red heels, white stockings, and sheer black chiffon. Tracy realized that the heavier lace at the hem actually hid her bush, but nothing could hide her ass. Hastily, he dumped his trenchcoat over her shoulders; he got a smile for it, but Stella didn’t [...]

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Hey Baby

Posted by probable on Jun 19, 2008 in Sarabande

Stella was jolted out of her doze by the sound of laughter and pounding footsteps in the hallway. She picked out Tracy’s voice, strident amidst the pandemonium, and, posing herself to look as if she’d been fighting her captivity, whipped her head around when he came slipping in through the merest crack in the door. [...]

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Trio con un pu vivo

Posted by probable on Jun 19, 2008 in Sarabande

”Hey, baby,” Tony said softly. Stella was smoothing down her camisole, rather a futile occupation. She gave him, unknowingly, much the same appraising glance as Tracy had given her. At six feet tall, Tony was a big man, in contrast with his cousin. He was built like a quarterback, lithe and powerful. His skin carried [...]

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wake up

Posted by probable on Jun 19, 2008 in Sarabande

The sound of crockery startled her awake. She groaned, and buried her face in the pillow, until the waiter left. Tracy crawled onto the bed; “Oh, honey, I dreamt about you,” he cooed. ”Did you dream about me?” ”Who are you?” she demanded. ”And where am I?” He laughed, and crouched over her. ”I’m your [...]

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No afterthoughts

Posted by probable on Jun 19, 2008 in Sarabande

” Man, I thought I said no crew in my room — oh, it’s you, Stella.,” Tracy cackled. ”You want to wear a different shirt? Somehow I just can’t see it…” ” Thanks,” Stella said. ”I mean, if it was you on it, maybe, but I don’t like feeling like a fan… Us groupies got [...]

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Stella’s crib

Posted by probable on May 27, 2008 in Sarabande

“It’s just like Uptown. Ain’t it just like Uptown, Tracy?” “Yeah, man.” Tracy was being quiet, a little withdrawn. What was it she said? What button did she push? Maybe he really did love her. –I believe in love at first sight, really I do– “Yeah, Silverlake,” Stella said. “Silverlake is the only place where [...]

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Playing games

Posted by probable on Jun 19, 2008 in Sarabande

The unmistakable sobbing cry of orgasm. Tracy scrambled to his feet, and pulled her after him as he ran for the window. “Tony, Tony, oh my god, Tone-ee…” Alegra’s voice, clear and high. It couldn’t have been laid out any prettier, Stella thought. Alegra lay back on the bed, Stella’s prized old brass. Tony, standing [...]

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Meet Stella McKayne

Posted by probable on Jun 19, 2008 in Sarabande

Stella went to her bedroom and knocked. Tracy joined her, beating out a lengthy and complex tattoo; Tony’s voice complained; “Yo, man…” “Okay!” Tracy said stridently. “Round one is over! Refreshments is in the lobby!” Alegra’s sweet voice rang out; “We’re coming… I mean, we’re putting our clothes on…” “Whoa,” Tony said at the door. [...]

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