He was drunk. He had to admit it. Not slightly inebriated or a bit tipsy, but flat out drunk. There would be trouble when he got home. In his mind he rehearsed the route he would take from the front door to the bedroom - probably via the bathroom - and the movements he would … Continue reading THE PAINTED LADY
Her scarlet red hair tumbled down her back as she released it, cascading over her pale, white skin. He reached out and felt the smoothness of her, brushing the hair over her shoulder and tracing a line down her spine to the hollow above her buttocks. 'After all this is over, we could escape together.' … Continue reading SCARLET RED
'Run through the checklist.' 'Okay. The ceremony must take place in a grand altar.' They look round the baroque dome and nod at each other. 'Check.' 'Six golden urns placed in a circle atop six poles.' 'Check.' 'Attire of purple cloaks to worship royalty and their wealth.' They look sheepishly at the garish cloaks they … Continue reading SACRIFICE TO THE GODS
