It was patently evident to Colonel Nesmith Norman what the nawab was so clumsily suggesting. The pretty girl who was being presented to him and who was one of the nawab’s many daughters borne to him no doubt by one of his many wives was fully at Colonel Norman’s disposal should he so desire. This had become one of the many acknowledged perquisites in a caree...
Rob turned his head toward the open flap of the tent. He could see the tawny fringe of the Shewan subchief's buckskin jerkin at the fringe of the lamplight escaping the tent's doorway. And the two eagle's feathers sticking out to the side of the back of the native's head, up at the very top of the tent doorway. The savage must be at least six and a half feet...
"So you spent three weeks on horseback getting here? You must be literally both saddle sore and grimy, Graf Cederhielm. Well,we have a good remedy for both: a hot shower," beamed Colonel Riesenheim behind his large oak desk. The colonel was rotund, surprisingly fat for a cavalry officer. I assumed he needed help to get in the saddle. "You have a hot shower...
All I ever wanted was to be a good person. To be kind. To be compassionate. I wanted to help people. To cure them from illness and disease. But unfortunately I had neither the grades nor the money to get into medical school, so I turned to nursing. Even if I couldn't be a doctor, I would still be able to help people, to ease their pain, to relieve their disc...
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"God Dammit, what does the Ruskie want now?" Mission Control's eyes were blazing. He knew the communications officer was in his office again because of the Russian cosmonaut. Nearly all visits by the commo officer was because of the Russian cosmonaut. "He says he can't check and repair the space shuttle, General Bendix, Sir." The commo officer was standing...
This story is a work of fiction, although some the ideas were inspired by real conversations. Fiction does not require the use of condoms for safe sex, but real life does. Please always use safe sex and protect yourself accordingly. As always, comments about the story are appreciated and can be directed to my profile. 2017 panamacock ***** Brett walked i...
Riverbend Equestrian Park was a pretty fancy name for a pretty fancy place. It was located just west of Lexington, Kentucky, in rolling green-pastured hills sectioned off with gleaming-white fences and was a "have-it-all" sort of enterprise when it came to horses, or nearly it all. Colonel Jameson, the man who lived in the white-brick antebellum house in t...
"We shall say nothing of this." "No, I shan't," I murmured as I panted. I didn't think I could count on the tall black man with the slender body, big hands, big feet, and the long cock to stay silent among his peers about what he could get from an English youth, someone from the white farm owner's family. But that was not my problem. Gashirai, the gardener...
Pelaam© January 2010 Pushing the weighted barbell up and down, Jaydon lost himself in the almost hypnotic rhythm of the repetitions. It was not particularly heavily weighted as he did not have a gym-buddy with him on this occasion. Pumping heavy weights without a companion was strictly prohibited. He could feel the air conditioning blowing cool air over his...