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Remember When by S.L. Carpenter
"I do." I think…
Like any bride-to-be, Pam is having second thoughts about her upcoming marriage, even though she’s almost certain she loves Rob, her future husband. Her doubts take her on a little pilgrimage to the one place she’s sure of comfort and answers – her grandmother’s house.
There, away from Rob and the pre-wedding chaos, Pam unwinds and simply listens to the wisdom coming from a woman who believes in telling the truth. Grandma’s conversation ranges from apple-pie to truck driver, and her memories make her granddaughter blush even as she’s reaching for iced water.
But at the core is a message for Pam. Life is a mystery and love an even greater one. Lust and laughter have their place, but when it comes to blending bodies, there’s only one part that really matters. The heart!
"I told you Rob, I really want to go see my grandma before we get married. She might not be able to make it to the wedding and I haven’t seen her in a while. When I was little I’d go to their house and really clear my mind and relax. I need some time to think." She untangled her legs from the sheets and rolled onto her back.
Rob kept looking at Pam’s nipples as they stood up from her breasts. He clenched his teeth together against the intense urge to rub them with his fingertips. "Think about what? Are you changing your mind? What’s wrong? Why–?" Rob quickly shut up when Pam glared at him.
"I just want to go see her. You know how close we are. She practically raised me. Nothing’s wrong." She sighed loudly and continued. "You go have fun with the guys and your little bachelor party. I’m going to stay with her for a bit, and then I’ll come back."
"Well, if you’re sure. Alex told me he has a few surprises lined up. He said he’s hired this girl that can open twist-off caps from beer bottles with her…um, never mind."
Pam raised her eyebrow and snorted in disgust. "Keep it up, numb-nuts, and I’ll never do that little trick with a cherry stem again."
Rob cleared his throat and closed his legs together. "Yes dear."
"Besides, waiting two weeks will make the honeymoon that much better." She smiled and leaned over to kiss his cheek.
"Yeah but my balls sure won’t be happy about it."
"Aww, poor little Willie…" she reached over and patted his cock.
"Little? You said it was just right!"
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My name is S.L. Carpenter and I’m a writer and an artist, a husband and a father, a slave to the wife and an inspiration to other people I don’t know. I call California home and have been here my whole life. I know…poor me.
I’ve been writing my special brand of insane little stories for many years, but it’s only been in the last decade that I’ve managed to persuade folks to publish them. I expanded my backlist to include single titles, anthologies and several books co-written with my writing partner (and webmistress) Sahara Kelly. My most recent books are available at Samhain Publishing.
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