Nuts - 1"Whadjagedduswhadjagedduswhadjageddus?"
"Hey! Boys, that's rude, calm down!"
"Hehehe...don't worry yourself, daughter~"
Peter looked away. His grandparents lived at the edge of a little woodside town, despite their son and daughter-in-law's insistence that they would be happy and well cared for in a proper retirement home ("There's one not a stone's throw from our place! We'd visit ALL the time!"). And so, when the latest generation of the Tsarevik family had piled into the minivan, the drive out of the bustling city for their christmas destination had been long.
For Peter, the eldest of the five boys, too long. It was bad enough that it had started well before sunrise, his parents determined to get there by morning. The plaintive whining of his young siblings at being separated from computers and TV had been sharpened by their early reveille, and kept HIM from catching up on sleep into the bargain.
But their complaints turned to giddy glee when they got there. It was as if they had ne
Fortunate DaughterIt was all so fast, and so sudden. It had felt like it was going to be a normal night for her, the only daughter of the fabulously wealthy CEO of the Leon Consortium, colossus of the corporate world.Fortunate Daughter7 years ago in Scraps More Like This
After a late, lazy morning with her maids bringing her breakfast in bed, she had gone out for her weekly tennis practice. There were always cameras on the lookout, and trainers and fellow players flocked to get a few games in with the raven-haired young beauty.
Following a shower and sauna stop, she traded her cute but flattering tennis outfit for an elegant, ravishing gown and accessories. To the sound of admiration and many more camera flashes, she was swept into another of father's "private" little soirees at the poshest establishment available. Again, she held court with a bevy of would-be suitors, treating them with gentleness, civility and nothing more.
As always, she excused herself early in the evening - talk of business always bored her. With the family mansion more or less to her
The Secluded ClosetIt was something young Patrick would remember for as long as he lived.The Secluded Closet7 years ago in Humor More Like This
Patrick, an artistic boy with an active imagination and cheek to match, had come with his mother and father to visit his aunt and uncle. Patrick always thought his uncle - who insisted that Patrick call him "Uncle Z" - was a weirdo, but he was a nice old fellow that let Patrick read through his treasured comic collection. The aunt and uncle lived in a picturesque seaside house, and quite a large one at that, so there was always something new for Patrick to look at.
But his usually generous Uncle Z had sternly forbidden him from ever opening a particular closet, on the second floor of the house not far from the guest rooms, and would not say why. The boy was always curious as to what was in there, but never had the nerve to look.
One night, the grown-ups had a party for all their friends. It was a very big deal, they were all dressed up and they had gotten wine and turkey and a jazz band to play for them. Patrick had
Taki KidnappedWhat are you gonna do with me? The girl asked me softly.Taki Kidnapped7 years ago in Erotic More Like This
I gazed on Taki as she stood with her back to the wall. Her glasses had slipped down slightly on her nose, and I watched her tilt her head back a little to try and drop them back into place. I could see a slight blush rise in her cheeks as she was helpless to correct even so small a thing, her hands bound tightly behind her. Her blush deepened as I stepped in close, then reached up to press a fingertip against the center of the frames, pushing them back up her nose.
Thank you. She spoke softly.
Do you often thank the people who kidnap you? I chuckled.
Yes No I mean, thank you for helping with my glasses. She narrowed her eyes as he smiled down on her, and then she tugged on the ropes that kept her wrists tied tightly together behind her back. Not for kidnapping me.
The distressful prom part 1IM WHAT?The distressful prom part 17 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Beckys voice could be heard throughout the halls of the school. She ran over to the public posting board that was in the foyer to deliver information to students from all over. She pushed her way through the crowd and was in the front, gazing at the same list that the other students were gawking about.
She stood there stunned at what she saw, Im the prom queen? Her best friend, Sally, approached her best friend and put her arms around Beckys shoulders. She still didnt budge from her spot and appeared to be mesmerized. But, how?
Sally only smiled at her, Becky glanced at her and immediately threw on a surprised look. You did this? Sally only smiled further, hoping her cuteness and charm would overpower Becky. Unfortunately, for her, Becky knew her all too well and it didnt work.
Beckys eyes blinked
Tsunade's date"Ungh..." Tsunade sat at her desk, trying to massage her forehead with her fingers. "SAKURA!"Tsunade's date6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"I'm right here sensei..." Sakura didn't like how things were looking. She didn't know exactly what happened, but she did know Tsunade was drinking last night. It was something she only did these days since she was Hokage when her old friend Jiraiya was in the village.
"Oh, well has Shizune found Jiraiya yet?" She asked, barely looking up at Sakura.
Sakura couldn't help but to be nervous, Tsunade was clearly upset. If she had any chance of changing her master's mood, she would have to know what happened "I... don't know. Um, Tsunade... what happened last night?"
Tsunade sighed, at first reluctant to say anything, but she had called Sakura to help too, "It's nothing, it's... just stupid. Just let this be a lesson... not to drink too much." Tsunade blushed.
"Well, I'm not old enough anyway." Sakura gave a nervous giggle and waited for Tsunade to continue.
"Well, it's one habit of mine I hope you