Word: roxanna
(lookup in dictionary)
(lookup stats)
Dates: all
Sort By: most recent first
(reverse)
...Looks like you need some help,” The Stable Boy told Frederick, and in a moment he had slipped his muscled body between Felicity and Roxanna. He chuckled as he slid one arm beneath each of their shoulders and nuzzled Roxanna’s neck with his stubbly cheek. Roxanna felt a wave of icy heat wash over her body...
...large, velvety muzzle poked into the room. Felicity found herself staring into the limpid eyes of a plump chestnut mare.“No!” she shrieked at the footman. “I told you to bring a stallion!”************In her modest chambers, Roxanna sat in a ray of sunlight, brushing her liquid cornsilk locks. She was only wearing her shift; it seemed foolish to put on more clothes when Frederick would be arriving at any minute.There was a knock at the door, and Roxanna leapt up, ready to greet Frederick with the basket...
...Before, I only smiled. Now, I laugh.” He looked at his reflection and laughed. His cheeks flushed, to his great satisfaction.Frederick felt the familiar spiritual lightness spreading out from the back of his knees. This had been happening at regular intervals ever since he and Roxanna had saved one another in the swirling river currents. He sank to his knees and began to pray.Visions of heavenly grace intermingled in his great brain with images of Roxanna. What a garden of delights they had begun to cultivate together, between the two of them! In what a diversity...
...Roxanna sped from the garden, her hands as white as cream and her cheeks flushed with feeling. She had resisted The Stable Boy. She had seen through his clothes, seen through the glistening musculature, seen through the radiant curls, seen through to the very center, to the black void that gaped and groaned in place of a red beating heart. She knew that she had passed a spiritual test, but she also knew that she was not completely unshaken. Even with the righteousness of the Lord coursing through her blood, with all her health and strength, her legs still quivered...
...When Roxanna came through the front door of that villa on the hill, the afternoon’s buttery sunshine seemed to trail behind her in little wisps and curlicues. She set down the day’s purchases on the table and poured herself a glass of water from the stone jug in the cupboard, drinking it all in a single enthusiastic gulp. She burped softly and smiled to herself. How warm the day was! Her cheeks were slightly sunburnt, and she pressed them, first one, then the other, against the palms of her hands, which were cool from...