wake up
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 [...]
Backstage
“Oh, Tracy,” she breathed silently, when he came strutting into the hotel room in his performance clothes. All black leather and bridal lace; undoubtably, this was the Tracy Bell of all her fantasies– and so weak they seemed, compared to the reality of him. Tony loomed behind him, his skin nearly as dark as his [...]
Hey Baby
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. [...]
Trio con un pu vivo
”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 [...]
Limousines and fairy tales
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 [...]
Tracy’s Journal, pt 2
CLEVELAND The show last night sucked. Too hot in the stadium and fights in the audience. One kid got stabbed bad, they’re calling it racial. What am I supposed to do? My mom and dad are both black, but me and Tamara are so light and we don’t look like the rest of the family. [...]
Tracy’s Journal, pt 1
LOS ANGELES, DAY ONE 24 days on the road. Long Beach Arena, funky-ass crowd. Mike Rourke is working on a live recording, get us off for Christmas. He say we got good tape. I got a virgin before the show, blood and all. She say she was saving it for me, and there ain’t any [...]
Stella’s crib
“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 Tracy was being quiet, a little withdrawn.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 [...]
Shore Leave II (fanfic)
Crazy Crossover slash, inspired by Kirrily and Marna’s very entertaining epic Shore Leave Title: Shore Leave II Pairing:Sharpe/Sparrow/Norrington/Hornblower Rating:NC-17 Summary: Jack Sparrow wanted what Richard Sharpe could give him, just for one evening. Disclaimers:The characters in this work belong to C. S. Forester, Bernard Cornwell, and Disney and I’m only borrowing ‘em. Warnings:graphic M/M sex, [...]
Hotel
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 [...]
