I grew up in a small family and had a sister that was 5 years older than me. Her senior year in high school she was taking art clases at a local community college. She was always arranging the fruit and drawing it, or if my mom was watching tv she would draw her sitting on the couch. Once she got into college she would draw weirder things like the dog sleeping and me laying on a raft in our pool. One day i got out of the shower an was watching tv in my bedroom with my towel still o and my sister camein with her drawing pad and sat down. of course she was going to draw me watching tv. (more…)
Now alone in the outer lounge, Frelic turned to his sister and gave her a smile that reflected a mix of pure unconditional love, and unbridled feral passion. “Now, my little tender hawk,” he purred, “We have an appointment in the bed chamber.” He clasped a leash to her collar, removed her tail belt, picked up the paddle, and led his pet sister through the door to the south.
The bed chamber was just as large as the outer lounge. A four-poster bed large enough to sleep at least six Elf or Furling-sized people dominated the southwest corner of the room. A large wooden chest sat locked on the floor at the foot of the bed, and beside the bed’s head, a small table stood, with a tall, thick candle in a brass holder perched at the center. Along the wall that the bed chamber shared with the outer lounge, was a large, thick double cushion, upon which was a nest of pillows and light cotton blankets. It sat between a four drawer dresser to the left; its top surface fitted with a large mirror, and a wide bookcase to the right, which was mostly empty save for a pair of leather-bound journals belonging to Karma and Frelic, and Thissle’s collection of lesson tomes and scrolls. (more…)
