This story is completely fictitious. However, the liberal attitude to nudity of some European countries and some Amazonian tribes is well documented. ---------------------------------- For the last few days the skies had been clear, completely devoid of clouds; so, the residents of this Swiss ski chalet had spent their days either skiing or looking after t...
*This story plays fast and loose with Ancient History and Linguistics; be warned* *You may outrun your sins, but never forget that someone will pay the toll* *Reader-editors yet again, and quite a few. The faults remain mine* (Later Friday) "Having a bad day?" Pamela stopped our lesson. "I apologize. I am having trouble focusing on the lesson today,"...
Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Also, please note; if reading about male bisexuality offends you, hit the back space key. ***** In 1974, Richard Alan Thibodeaux took the fifty thousand dollars from his mother's life insurance policy, and instead of going to Tulane University as she had...
He sat by the large window in the living room, looking out over the marina – and the raging Pacific beyond. A small boat, an open cockpit fishing boat, was pounding through heavy swell, beating it's way against strong winds towards the T-shaped breakwater that protected the marina entrance, and as he watched the scene unfolding below the apparent anxiety of...
Android three. Finding Me and getting the hell out. She rolled to my side and I sat up, then I stood and stepped over her, jumping down from the side of the bed. She was still flat out on the bed when I returned from the shower clean and dry. "Come on Jant, let's change the sheets." She moaned and rolled onto her back, her legs turning and seeking the e...
Astur watched her husband Mohammed eating his breakfast, and hated him knowing the truth finally; that her husband had been cheating on her. The pair of them had moved from Somalia several years earlier to the United Kingdom fleeing the brutal Civil-War and Islamist terrorism. Their lives were happy upon landing in London, and being given a council home. Now...
Farah Bukhari was sixty-five, a grandmother and loving, loyal with her to her husband Mamood. With two grown daughters, and their grandchildren she always loved her husband, and was a devout Muslim wife. That was until a fortnight ago she had discovered her husband of almost forty-five years had lived a double-life of his own. He had been hiding a gambling,...
Ravenna933 edited this story, but she also made some suggestions that were crucial to the plot development in this chapter. The previous chapter's conclusion made a natural endpoint of that branch of the story. I have never written a multi-chapter story arc before, and I wasn't sure where to go next after that. She helped me find a way out of the cul-de-sac...
The next day I woke first, about 7:30. Beth was sleeping so peacefully, there was no way I wanted to wake her up. But there were things I had to do. I had to go to my apartment, get some clothes and other things, and my mail must have been piling up. Like everyone, most of it was probably junk, but there were a couple of bills there, and I'm a little obsessi...
Shelly deals with her new role as a mother, losing Sonia's affection, and chasing after Jessica. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Chapter 26 = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Air Plans Shelly stood and wobbled slightly as her feet touched on the cold rock floor. It was her first time out of bed since giving birth, and the act was more d...