.. I have everything. The veal is frozen though. Hope that’s all right.”When Charlotte entered the kitchen to help cook, I said, “Come back in a...n hour. I’m cooking tonight.”She eyed me with profound skepticism.“Go on. Mrs. James will make sure I don’t burn the place down.”An hour later, I set plates of food in front of Mrs. James and Charlotte.Charlotte gasped. “Rösti! And... Züri-Gschnätzlets?”I smiled. “I’m glad it’s recognizable. It sure isn’t pronounceable. You know, I expected Swiss food. ? Finally, with his head still looking at the floor, a pair of high heeled black boots came into view.? Those boots went between his legs, forcing them further apart, which had the affect of making him sit lower to the ground"Look at me."? Steven looked up and, despite their encounter a two nights before, it took his breath away.???Jocelyn still had on thigh-high black boots with three-inch heels, a very tight-fitting police shirt opened, black gloves, her officer's cap, and nothing else.?. Now we are limited to comments, so please feel free to post yours. Only by hearing from you can I adjust my style to better capture your imagination. Which is after all a good part of what an author strives to do.HOW I SPENT MY SUMMERBy Aleisha JamesMy childhood had been uneventful, but troubled by a coldness, which seemed to originate with my father. He seemed incapable of relaxing, of allowing himself emotional freedom. It was clear that he loved my mother very much, and even loved me, in a. I guess no one else liked him either because after 40 or so minutes it somehow ended up just my wife and I and this arrogant twat stranger.It was late, around 23:30 and dark, the guy was still giving the bullshite but I found myself fantasising about watching a stranger that I didn’t even like fuck my wife. At every opportunity I found myself complimenting my wife in front of him, when she left the table I would turn the subject to her, I even asked her to take a turn going to the bar so I.