Sarabande, Ch. 7
” 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 [...]
Sarabande, Ch. 5
”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 [...]
Sarabande Ch. 3
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 [...]