[Setting the scene: Éowyn commands the Rohirrim who've retreated to the refuge of Dunharrow.] 5 March 3019 (Third Age), Dunharrow Inaction. She was deathly tired of it. Month after month of the King's seemingly unbreakable malaise had — against all odds and thanks to timely intervention of the Wizard — finally been broken. Frenetic activity followed, as...
Not long ago, I went to a mandatory leadership seminar provided by our corporation. The featured speaker Dr. Justin Davies focused mostly on one basic theme. He said that the concept of a self-made man is nothing but an illusion. He went on to show by example how each of us are a sum of others input, both good and bad. Dr. Davies broke this down to different...
I. The mansion hadn't changed, not all that much, from how I remembered it. If at all, it had aged gracefully, as only English mansions can ¬ a massive Edwardian building that had served Lords and Ladies, had housed masters and servants for centuries. Around it, at a respectful distance, were smaller buildings that rose up from the moist English ground an...
For some reason in high school Jason had never really been popular, and as such he always assumed people or "popular people" thought he was a looser. He was a big guy after all, at 6'5" he was tall for any age, and he worked out a fair amount, having played soccer his whole life, but that wasn't exactly a "jock sport" like football or basket ball. He wasn't...
The parties that went on at 69 Brentwood Street were legendary. When Luke Prescott received the invitation email by Blackberry during his final year at NYU, he had high expectations. The house was a three-storey brownstone on the Upper East Side, and was being rented by three of the hottest girls in university. Kendra, Lacey and Chloe were commonly referred...
As usual, I awoke the Tuesday morning after the Art class (WVC Ch.10) with a persistent hard-on, one that seemed to linger longer than normal. Despite the difficulties I had in trying to conceal my swollen log, my classes went smoothly. Heading off to the gym for a Wednesday afternoon workout on March 11, I was feeling pretty good about myself. From the con...
Emma walked out of the hotel into the warmth of the Parisian night. She was looking for a bar, just somewhere to sit and read her novel over a glass of wine or two. But she was also looking for some less innocent fun. She had felt horny all day; only that morning Tom had buggered her over the desk in her office and had left her with an itch in her arsehole a...
Dear Wimp, So you are Mary's husband, the loser, the wimp, the shrimpdick that I've heard about. Well, I've got good news and bad news for you, wimp. The good news is that until last week, Mary had been faithful to you. Faithful for five years of marriage. That's almost a miracle. That such a drop dead, knock-down gorgeous babe like Mary could have remaine...
Chapter 04 The Rescue Brooke went over the arrangements yet again making William recite his part to perfection. Something was bound to go wrong but with luck they could improvise and rescue Carlene from that bastard uncle of his, Freddy. "We will succeed," William enthused. "Like I just did for you?" she quipped. "Eh?" "Never mind, just go I've got...
The next day, Adison has not planned any appointments with patients, she wants to see Vincent off to his first rehearsal. They have breakfast together, and Vincent is no longer apprehensive, but rather excited. He knows his lines by heart, he has interpreted the character he plays, and he is eager to start. Adison feels a lot better about his mood, and Cat...