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I smiled as I gazed at the items I’d laid out on the bed before I’d gone for my shower in the en-suite.

Stockings, black balcony bra with matching thong, and three-inch heels – plus a sheer black robe that would allow me to draw a thin veil across my near-nudity, but it definitely wouldn’t leave much to the imagination.

I wondered what Amber was planning and felt a small thrill of fear – my friend of ten years was wild and prone to reckless adventures that bordered on the downright dangerous.

And yet I’d always survived; we’d spend the next few weeks laughing about whatever we’d been up to and Amber had cajoled me into admitting that it had all been a huge thrill.

And so she’d do it all over again, almost terrifying me with her daring, dragging me into her erotic adventures until I was drowning in shared pleasures with any number of participants, half-afraid that it would never stop, yet desperate for it to never end.

I suspected that tonight was going to be another one of those nights and I shivered, as I always did, at the idea of being desired and touched by complete strangers.

(An extract from The Bucket List Part One, page one)

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Annie

Six Sentence Sunday – The Bucket List

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Six Sentence Sunday brings you a short excerpt from ‘The Bucket List Part One’ – to be released on March 1st 2013.

Amber has ordered her BFF Lucy into lingerie and has then blindfolded her with a chiffon scarf.  With earphones in place, Amber leads her shy friend through the house and into the living room where a surprise awaits her;

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At that moment, the song that had been playing in my ears came to an end and I became aware of the murmur of voices; my heart sank even as my fear rose. 

I stumbled backwards to where I remembered the door was, but a firm pair of hands in my back stopped me.

“Amber…” I moaned,  “…what’s going on?”

“Just your fondest wish, honey.  Wanna see?”

I felt the pressure of the scarf lifting from the back of my head and I drew in a long, steadying breath to give me strength to face however many hunks of manhood were draped across the furniture. 

What I saw was worse…much worse.

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Annie.