This is a story of fiction, any similarities to real people or events is merely coincidental. In British slang "to trump" means to expel gas through the anus often in a highly audible way. I guess there are other things that one can "trump" out of their ass. * When I got out of college, my aspirations were to be the best political candidate the nation wou...
OKAY THIS IS THE FOURTH INSTALLMENT OF SHADOW CAT THE LAST TIME WE LEFT OFF SAMUEL'S WOLF HAD JUST ATTEMPTED A HOSTILE TAKE OVER! :-) His Louis XIV sleigh bed with its unique metal carvings and intricate silver patters decorated the head and footboard of the bed depicted the story of the Lyken. it told of their constant fight for freedom against a seeming...
Hand fried sea salt crisps was on the packet, made from the finest British potatoes no less. They call 'em chips in the US . I have so much become addicted eating them since I met Richard. Just as I have with Richard, the guy who appears on the back of the crisp packets announcing he was the guy who hand fried that particular packet., from potatoes grown i...
Roger woke up one day and suddenly he was a 42 years old, boring, fat and stressed man, recently divorced and with a rebel 17 years old son that barely treats him as his father. Roger didn't know what life has done to his youthful, proud and cheerful spirit or his strong and great physic. That morning he just couldn't stop watching his face and body at the m...
It rained piss for an hour. A rain so stinking and warm it could be nothing less than the very putrid bowel of Hell pouring urination upon this shore. The lost souls, huddled together in the darkness upon the pier, jabbered in their mindless way about the fact that they were getting wet. Naked, dead, and in Hell and they still find the so very human wherew...
"Uhhh," he twists, turns and moans in his fitful sleep, groaning as he slowly awakens from the night's erratic slumber. His sweat soaks through the cotton sheets from his spastic somatic sleep, fighting his nightly battle with the angry sandman, as he does not want to awaken to the new day and the reality that comes with it. He rolls over on his back, brin...
Brent, short for Brentworth, his mother's maiden name, was a privileged spoiled college jock. This was the third time he was before Judges Bates for possession of a controlled substance and his rich and powerful Daddy has had enough. He told the judge to give him three years, which will sober him up. Snake, who got his name from the snake tats on his left ar...
Part 1 I had never in my life had a wet dream before and so it came as a shock, albeit, a pleasant one when I awoke to find my underwear completely drenched in the sticky substance. My penis still very hard and covered in the moist liquid. "Wow, that must have been one hell of a dream" I thought. I remember the coach back in grade school giving a sex educ...
I had literally creamed myself almost nightly for Phil's body, but Phil was about as straight as they come—and getting all the female tail he could handle if all the talk around campus was true. We were both attending the university on athletic scholarships—Phil on a football and baseball scholarship and me on a wrestling scholarship, wrestling being a good...
Slicing through the air, a blue smoke of magic made its way along its summoner's body. Rags used as clothes were covered with dirt and grim from the day's activities. Being a street rat was mundane, but being a magician street rat was wonderful. A smile adorned his face as the blue smoke disappeared, revealing the clothes of a prince covering his frame. His...