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August 5, 2014
Tuesday ARe bucks winner! AND a NEW CONTEST IDEA!
Okay, first off, let's tackle the new contest idea. I'm really bad with birthdays-- So sorry, Margaret S! Happy Belated birthday!-- and bought a special date book just for them. Now, everyone interested, comment with your birthdate-- no year necessary-- and I'll add in a monthly Birthday drawing. It'll only be for ten bucks or so, but it's an additional chance to win a prize for the month you were born. That'll be done the last day of the month, or maybe the middle. I might start doing the mo...
August 4, 2014
Sweet Tarts, Bitter Hearts Ch 10 ***NSFW***
Mmkay, here's an EXTRA-LONG installment, very **NSFW** Please excuse typos etc, and enjoy :D
Copyright 2014
Bailey Bradford
Chapter Ten
Claude’s entire body went cold—a freaky feeling considering how hot with lust he’d been burning a second before. Doubts polluted his thoughts. Maybe he should have forced some of his blood down Abernathy when the man had been out of it. What if his morals ended up costing Abernathy his life?What if his pride did? Or his fear? Claude trembled so hard he had to cle...
Copyright 2014
Bailey Bradford
Chapter Ten
Claude’s entire body went cold—a freaky feeling considering how hot with lust he’d been burning a second before. Doubts polluted his thoughts. Maybe he should have forced some of his blood down Abernathy when the man had been out of it. What if his morals ended up costing Abernathy his life?What if his pride did? Or his fear? Claude trembled so hard he had to cle...
August 1, 2014
Sweet Tarts, Bitter Hearts Ch. 9 ***NSFW***
Copyright 2014
Bailey Bradford
Chapter Nine
Abbie’s dreams were a mix of nightmares and sexual fantasy. One moment, he would be falling into a pit of darkness, then just as he hit the ground, there’d be an horrific crunch and the nightmare would shift instantly. The fear and pain would leave, and sweet, blissful feelings would take their place as his cock was sucked into a warm, wet mouth. That was much better than falling and dying, as was the dream of bending over a certain vampire and fucking...
Bailey Bradford
Chapter Nine
Abbie’s dreams were a mix of nightmares and sexual fantasy. One moment, he would be falling into a pit of darkness, then just as he hit the ground, there’d be an horrific crunch and the nightmare would shift instantly. The fear and pain would leave, and sweet, blissful feelings would take their place as his cock was sucked into a warm, wet mouth. That was much better than falling and dying, as was the dream of bending over a certain vampire and fucking...
July 31, 2014
Picture Day, the Late Version ***NSFW***
Y'all ever have those days where you just feel bleh, mentally and physically? Well it's been like that. Also, we'll be leaving early tomorrow to go spend the weekend with the Spouse's family at the coast, so the installment will be up late tomorrow night.
As for the blehs, here's something that might help:
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As for the blehs, here's something that might help:
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July 30, 2014
Sweet Tarts Ch 8
Copyright 2014
Bailey Bradford
Chapter Eight
The echolocation thing was a hell of a lot harder than Abbie had thought it would be. He still kept trying, but really ended up relying on his sense of touch. How long it took him to inch his way however far he went, Abbie hadn’t a clue. After a while, it didn’t matter. The silence was almost as bad as the darkness. Sometimes Abbie would talk to himself just to know he was alive, still there, trapped, alone. He honestly thought he was losing his mind....
Bailey Bradford
Chapter Eight
The echolocation thing was a hell of a lot harder than Abbie had thought it would be. He still kept trying, but really ended up relying on his sense of touch. How long it took him to inch his way however far he went, Abbie hadn’t a clue. After a while, it didn’t matter. The silence was almost as bad as the darkness. Sometimes Abbie would talk to himself just to know he was alive, still there, trapped, alone. He honestly thought he was losing his mind....
July 29, 2014
Whew!
Tuesdays are our former Wednesdays for ST and I, with us having weekly appointments in SA over an hour away. Ah well, you do what you have to, right? It's down to 100 degrees here right now at almost 7 PM so we're finally cooling off. I hope y'all have all had a fantastic day.
Tonight's ARe bucks winner is being picked by ST! So congratulations to #112/Anna! Anna, if you'll email me at itsbaileybradford@yahoo.com I will get those ARe bucks sent out to you. :D
Y'all take care and have a fun even...
Tonight's ARe bucks winner is being picked by ST! So congratulations to #112/Anna! Anna, if you'll email me at itsbaileybradford@yahoo.com I will get those ARe bucks sent out to you. :D
Y'all take care and have a fun even...
July 28, 2014
Sweet Tarts, Bitter Hearts Ch 7
Copyright 2014
Bailey Bradford
Chapter Seven
Abbie had never been so scared in his life, except maybe for when Zeb had told him he was going to die. Abbie still woke up from the nightmare of that… conversation. It hadn’t lasted long, at least. This, the feeling his way along in darkness, in minute movements, constantly worrying he was going to die, it was much worse. The terror never ended. His heart kept beating so hard Abbie feared he would have a heart attack. Or get dizzy, pass out, and fall...
Bailey Bradford
Chapter Seven
Abbie had never been so scared in his life, except maybe for when Zeb had told him he was going to die. Abbie still woke up from the nightmare of that… conversation. It hadn’t lasted long, at least. This, the feeling his way along in darkness, in minute movements, constantly worrying he was going to die, it was much worse. The terror never ended. His heart kept beating so hard Abbie feared he would have a heart attack. Or get dizzy, pass out, and fall...
July 27, 2014
Winners from my post at Amber Kell's blog :D
And oops. I meant to post that I was over there, but my brain and time and dates and days and all of that just don't work well together. O.o
The winners for the drawing of a copy of Dark Nights are
Sherry1969 & Lisa G, y'all are the winners, so please email me at itsbaileybradford@yahoo.com so I can set y'all up :D
And thank you to everyone who stopped by!
The winners for the drawing of a copy of Dark Nights are
Sherry1969 & Lisa G, y'all are the winners, so please email me at itsbaileybradford@yahoo.com so I can set y'all up :D
And thank you to everyone who stopped by!
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