Mar 5, 2010

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Dark Secrets.

Dark Secrets.


The Wilson siblings. Honors students. Scout leaders. Straight-edge Methodist kids. To look at them, you would think they were model American teenagers; wholesome, pure. Their fondness for snowshoeing was their sole eccentricity, at least on the surface. The truth was, Robbie was a coldblooded domestic animal torturer, and Kerry liked to be tied up and bitten. One day, a neglected bear trap near the family mountain cabin gave away their dark secrets, and the village was never the same.

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Mar 3, 2010

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Plunging Necklines.

Plunging Necklines.

Mister Rogers cardigan? Check. Painting of Greta Garbo and a stogie? Check. The chest of a baboon waiting to be combed by that special someone? Double check. Just go to COX MOORE to find out all about the new look for the year.

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Feb 27, 2010

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World Travellers.

World Travellers.

Candace preferred to look innocent, while Annette liked to keep a knitted record of the places where she gave her most memorable…well, let’s just say that the fine citizens of those cities never forgot the zing of Annette’s tongue.

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Feb 27, 2010

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Back In The Saddle.

Back In The Saddle.

“So, babycakes…after we’re done riding the old mare around the horse farm, what say we go back to my pad and I’ll give you a ride on my moustache?”

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Feb 26, 2010

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Jerkin Around.

Jerkin Around.

“Welcome to my medallion party, friends. Just drop your medals in the glistening crystal bowl and let’s let nature take its course. Do you prefer satin sheets, or the whispery touch of silken threads? Allow me to put on some mood music. Manilow, anyone?”

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Feb 25, 2010

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It’s Going Rather Swimmingly.

It’s Going Rather Swimmingly.

“Hey there. The name’s Ike, Ike Miller. Care to come for a dip in my Never-Nude theme pool? The water’s nice and tepid. Like tea in a teapot that needs a cozy. That’s why I wear one myself at all times. It’s an “Ike” cozy.”

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