Marilyn in the Green Gown

By Chloe Daniels

Eldridge is a half-orc, generally discriminated against by the townspeople where he's from. He doesn't have high hopes of more than a lonesome lifestyle. However, that all is about to change when he meets Mariyln, a newcomer, and a beautiful Elven woman. Marilyn has a secret, and a burning desire to share her secret with somebody like Eldirdge - somebody who doesn't have anyone to share that secret with. As Eldridge becomes overwhelmed by Marilyn's beauty it becomes very clear to him: a lustful affair between the two is unavoidable.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Chloe Daniels
• Release date: Sep 15, 2018
• ISBN: 9780463946190

Chloe Daniels

Chloe Daniels is a Canadian author. She writes in erotica fiction. She has written a multitude of short stories and explores themes centered around medieval folklore, Dungeons and Dragons, and light BDSM. She also sometimes explores new areas as desired.

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Chapter One

Eldridge was busy swinging his axe at the wood pile, losing himself in his thoughts. It had become a frequent past time of his. He had given up on cultivating any real hobbies; farm work took up enough of his free time.

Eldrige! his mother’s voice rasped over the sound of splitting logs. She had come down with a bad cough recently and spent most of the week in bed fighting chills.

He swung his axe once more and wedged the blade into a new log. As he wiped the sweat off his brow, he asked yeah?

I need to you run to the market. We haven’t got any bread for the soup.

Eldridge pursed his lips and his brow furrowed. He never disagreed with his mother aloud, but he wasn’t looking forward to a trip into town. His mother ruled all his decisions in the end, though. They were all each other really had.

He took a few large coins from his mother’s slight hand. Her nose was red and puffy and he could tell she wasn’t up for a trip herself.

As he walked down the dirt path between the tall poplar trees for the two mile hike, he lost himself in his thoughts again. The market was the