Red's Thread - come in and read a bit, post a bit, and lick a bit... okay... alot!!!

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It's all good. Let hubby have the SUV so I'm stuck home. He called and said couple his coworkers got hit in various places. I think hubby is more concerned about damage to the car then my safety. I said that too and he's like back peddling on the phone. I know I'm evil.

lol yes you are. :D. of course I would have pointed out that the insurance on you pays better.
 
home sick head and chest cold.


I believe you have said that before I am very pleased you like it so much. It makes all the hard work worth it.

I am sure I have and it's hard to contain myself. But I shall. I'm an innocent Litster after all. ;)

I'm sorry you're not feeling good. :kiss:
 
It's all good. Let hubby have the SUV so I'm stuck home. He called and said couple his coworkers got hit in various places. I think hubby is more concerned about damage to the car then my safety. I said that too and he's like back peddling on the phone. I know I'm evil.

Not pure evil. ;) :devil:
 
lol yes you are. :D. of course I would have pointed out that the insurance on you pays better.

:p

Yeah you know I scared him the other day because he gets into bed and I start asking him about our life insurance policy. How much , blah blah. He looks at me and says that it only pays on accidental death, not murder. ;):devil:
 
oh poor red I am causing her to see down the dark side I am sure she is a pure as the wind swept snow.

You are. I mean the images I have now consist of licking, biting, tugging, sucking, fondling. Followed by moaning, panting, unladylike grunting and groaning. Then there is purring, begging, hissing, and sighing. And did I mention nail scratching?
 
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Yeah you know I scared him the other day because he gets into bed and I start asking him about our life insurance policy. How much , blah blah. He looks at me and says that it only pays on accidental death, not murder. ;):devil:

people accidentally fall on kitchen knifes all the time. or in the shower, or that poorly shoveled front step.
 
wait till you see the next go round I have been hard at work in the gym and my wife says she can really see a difference now.
 
Another quick peek of some of what Red wrote today said:
The group laughed and then stood when several bodies began to approach. At the lead were Lord Whitmeyer and James Blackwater. Evelyn went to her husband, while the other ladies moved to their respective man's side. Mercy frowned when Tatewater did not appear to be with the group. The man she'd met as Captain James Blackwater came forth and presented her with a slip of paper. “Ms. Mercy, Mister Tatewater asked me to give this to you.”

Mercy took the paper and glanced at the other women. She could not read their expressions, but she felt the concern mirrored in their eyes. She opened the parchment and read the words written by her Master's hand. Her gaze shot to Blackwater's and then back to the paper, which she again read. “I see,” she whispered, before folding the paper back and slipping it into the hidden pocket of her dress. “Am I allowed to take the gifts my Mas...that Mister Tatewater has given me?”

“Just a few things. Jewels, a coat or two, perhaps a few gowns and underclothes, but for the most part your role will not change.”

“And this is permanent?” she asked, no longer looking to the women or men that stood at the edge of their conversation.

“Yes,” James said, “but you should know he fought hard for you. He put up his entire estate and risked everything before he gave up you. I gave him back all his wealth for the right to make you mine.”

“And you are like them?” she asked, nodding her head to the group of men and women. “You understand what my role has always been with Mas...,” she cleared her throat, “Henry?”

“I am and your role, as I said before will continue.” Blackwater turned to the group. “Lady Whitmeyer would you help my new pet gather her things. My crew and I will be leaving as scheduled and she will be accompanying me.”

“Your crew?” Mercy asked. The tone of her voice changed instantly. “What crew do you speak of?”

James grinned. “I am a Captain, pet. We will travel the sea together. I assume you've never been off land?”

“No, I have not,” she admitted.

“Your sea legs will eventually come, and when they do, we will explore one another.”

“My sea legs?”

Evelyn stepped up and took Mercy's elbow. “The first week or two at sea will be hell, but afterward I am sure you'll adjust,” she said, “come Mercy let us pack your things.” Lady Whitmeyer then turned to James. “Is she allowed to say goodbye to Tatewater?”

“I have no desire to,” Mercy whispered as the realization that she had just been passed off to another man, a man more strange to her than Tatewater had been, hit her. She clutched her stomach and felt sick. Evelyn noticed the change and pulled her up against her. The two women left the group behind and made their way back toward the mansion. Once inside a servant appeared and led Evelyn, with Mercy in tow, up to Mercy's chamber.

Henry Tatewater did not appear when Mercy returned to the foyer of his home, nor did she see him step out of the house as the carriage in which she, Blackwater and the Whitmeyers rode away in. She turned away and wiped a stray tear from her eye. She felt Evelyn's fingers squeeze her hand. “Blackwater will provide for you,” Evelyn whispered.

“In all ways?” Mercy asked back.

Evelyn smiled warmly and whispered even lower than before, “Oh my dear sweet Mercy. I have a feeling you are a bundle of untapped energy and James will serve you well.”

Mercy felt her nipples grow taut and a sliver of moisture seeped from her pussy lips. The words Evelyn spoke had been said in such a way that Mercy's whole body responded. Her pulse began to race. Her eyes dilated and her sex throbbed in anticipation for her first encounter with Captain James Blackwater.

When the carriage pulled up to the Whitmeyer estate, Mercy wondered if her new Master would seek her company or would he wait until they were aboard his ship. A rush of desire and lust flowed through her, soaking the lace panties that barely covered her bare mound.

I hope you like my prequel bits to my earlier submission: Mercy. :D
 
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forgive me father for I have sinned. I knocked of my hubby for the insurance.
I may have to write something about this photo.

A woman has needs.. you know? LMAO!!:D:devil:

Between that photo, warl0ck's av, and the story I'm writing, I need to change my panties!

;)

In truth though, I have to head out. The eldest one has just realized she doesn't have enough of a particular type of paper and that means we have to drive an hour away to get it because it is some art supply they won't have at the local Wal-mart, though to me it just looks like expensive white poster board. :rolleyes:
 
I am wishing all a good day and introducing myself to NIKITA.

I will be heading out shortly (doctor's appointment) but will have the laptop with me and shouldn't be out for too long - he's only a few blocks away and I plan to stop for coffee on the way back.

BrettJ in Canada
 
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