Chapter 34 Over the next few months the crater settled into a routine. Through they're new found friendship with the Maasi, the Gurkhas were able to barter for goats, and soon had a herd of twenty... goat milk and flesh being a favourite of the Gurkha diet. Susan along with Martin and Jill visited the Maasi to tend to the sick and to check their cattle....
So now I was a member of the Munchies. You think I got into that club for nothing, but believe me, I paid my dues. Every day just about noon Jaz would come by the loading dock to pick me up. "Come on, Larry!" she would sing out. "Time for lunch!" Just to be sure I got the message, all the other guys in earshot would chime in, repeating what Jaz just said a...
Author's Note: Am I going too fast? As I said, I have way too many of these wasting space on my hard drive. This one is a bit more complex and convoluted than the others. It, like the previous submission, was a bit disjointed and unfinished. I did my best to clean it up, but I may have rushed it. Hope you enjoy it, regardless. For those that have sent sugge...
This is for the Valentines 2019 contest, "please vote on this story?" * My friends begged me for weeks to go out with them, but I have used up all my excuses why I can't go out with them. It has been over six months since I have broken up with my ex and they think it's time for me to get back in the dating scene. I'm not ready, but I don't want to spend Va...
"Nervous?" Brooke asked. "A little. I wonder if I'm doing the right thing, Brooke." Nikki shares a knowing look with her best friend of many years. She places the veil on her head just so as she looks at herself in the mirror. Nikki silently laughs as she thinks of her white wedding gown, traditionally a sign of virginity, and fondly remembers her last nig...
Peter is a pervert who loves his artwork of painting nude women. Only, one day, after suffering a heart attack and confronting the reality of his imminent demise, during his road to recovery in intensive care in the hospital, he had the downtime to assess his life. That was when he grew a conscience. Coincidentally, with the beta blocker and other medicatio...
From within a rather expensive apartment complex, the sound of a man's voice shouting in anger could be heard from outside the building. A string of profanity and some loud banging sounds catching the attention of a woman who pulls into the parking lot, looking up at the building before hearing a loud bang. Picking up her bag of groceries and shaking her hea...
The waves crashed against the jetty. The same waves, Marla reflected, that might have crashed against the Gibraltan shore on the other side of the straits, waves that were as much Atlantic as they were Mediterranean. Each wave fierce and restful at the same time, built up slowly and steadily out at sea to break sometimes on themselves and sometimes against t...
Many thanks to Techsan for editing this story. I, Ralf Broman, never regretted that I did the right things in the right time during the crazy nineties when the Scandinavian economy was a real bubble and everything, or almost everything, was possible if you dared to do that. I took big loans, bought real estate and the banks never did care that my loans were...
Peter was out the door at the crack of dawn armed with his cameras. He hoped to get some good shots of Kraven to go with the ones he had taken the previous day. He headed for the building where he had left Kraven the night before. He intended to find out what Kraven's interest in the place was. There were two men sitting at a table just inside the door, sip...