Blood Wild - Sex Stories

Blood Wild

... around the door of the workshop go out, it would only be a moment or two before Duke emerged from the shop. He was finished working for the night.

“Now why don’t you run along and go to bed. Tell that sister of yours that it’s time to go to sleep. And Deeny…” Caroline said turning to look her daughter in the eyes. “Thank you.” She added then kissed her daughter on the forehead before turning her and swatting her on the backside to get her moving.

Deeny smiled to herself as she pulled the old screen door open and went into the house. “Wow!” she thought to herself as she climbed the stairs on the way to the bedroom, she shared with her younger sister Lee.

The small table lamp was still on when she entered the room. But… Lee was sound asleep slumped over her open text book, her head laying on her arms. Deeny reached out a hand and lovingly pushed a stray lock of hair off her sister’s face and back over her ear. “God she’s so pretty.” Deeny thought for maybe the thousandth time. She envied her little sister for her looks, and her innocence. Envied, perhaps, but she loved her even more than that. She would do anything for her baby sister.

“Hey, sleepyhead. Wake up long enough to get into bed why don’t you? Come on, it’s just a couple of steps away.” Deeny spoke softly as she gently shook Lee’s shoulder.

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The cruiser slowed to a stop just a few yards from the back of the old pick up, now parked out front of one of the old fishing shanties. A man was ...

... standing behind it holding a lantern in one hand and a pair of fishing poles and tackle box in the other. Cam didn’t recognize the tall lanky fellow, but he knew instantly it was definitely not Walter Wainwright. After her turned off the engine, Cam grabbed his hat and opened the cruiser door and climbed out. He placed his top on his head and then reached in and turned off the headlight of the cruiser. Now the only source of light was the old lantern the man was holding.

“Evenin’ deputy.” Richard spoke first.

“Hi there.” Cam returned as he slowly walked forward, his eyes searching his peripheral vision for shadows or movement that might suggest anyone else was around.

“Can I help you with something?” Richard asked, curious as to why the young deputy was making a visit out here at the lake, in the dark.

“Actually, I’m looking for someone. The Sheriff would like to talk to him if we could just find him. You haven’t seen anyone around here, have you?” Cam asked, coming to a stop just a pace away from Richard.

“Well, I’m just getting here myself. I’ve not seen anyone though. You’re welcome to look around if you want.” Richard said in his relaxed rumbling deep voice.

Cam relaxed a bit, not sensing any threat from this tall stranger. He did tense for a moment as Richard bent over and set the tacklebox and the fishing rods on the ground before straightening back up and offering his hand. Cam reflexively extended his own hand and shook the large calloused hand that ...