Copyright Oggbashan June 2003 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. All conversations are shown in English but some are assumed to be a t...
We had come to the end of what I expected to be our last family vacation together. With college graduation coming up for my son and my daughter's impending marriage to a guy heading to basic training in the Navy I knew another trip like this one would be difficult. Actually just getting this on off the ground was a monumental task, between my work schedules,...
**Welcome to the world of Demonology. I hope you enjoy your time here and read more stories set here** * Mark had been driving for days. He was making his way from North Carolina to his small Texas hometown of Creek Crossing. Driving his pickup on the interstate was always risky; there was too much chance of State Patrol pulling him over when he was on the...
Since coming to South East Xavier University, school has been one adventure after another. Although it is still a chore to get up every morning and drag myself to class, once getting there, it isn't so bad. Every girl that attends SEX University is beautiful. There is not one girl who could remotely be considered ugly. Of course there are some girls who coul...
A welcoming committee of one watched as I parked my unremarkable car in the Police Station car park. Hand outstretched he descended on me as I opened the door and got out. "I am George Brookman." That was it, no welcome prologue, no idle banter. "I'm Sergeant Scott Reynolds, but then you already know that." My uniform with the newly applied Sergeant stripe...
They spent the rest of the week at the ranch doing minor chores and basically just resting up, after their long ordeal. Then the weekend rolled around, and it was time to go to town for supplies. While the women were shopping, I decided to check in with Judge Mitchell. After going to the courthouse, I was told that the judge was over at the restaurant, havi...
The full moon pointed to all that was on the forest floor. A panting woman stopped and leaned on a tree. Her bare breast liberated by the claw marks running from her collar bone to her rib. She became as quiet as the forest. Maybe she lost the monster. The silence continued to reign over the landscape. Had she done it? Was she safe? She continued to hold her...
This is an account of Claire and I's year after high school... at least in our fantasy world. We talked about doing something like this during our senior year in high school, but for obvious reasons, it was too complicated to accomplish. I've had requests for a fictional account of Claire and I's antics, and this seemed like the perfect idea. This is how we...
Elunara leaned back in her chair and, staring at the ceiling, let out a scream of frustration. "Are you alright?" Concern crossed his face, as Elunara's aide, Derek leaned over and peered down at her. She scrubbed her hands across her face. "These housing contracts are giving me a migraine!" Derek shrugged. "You wanted to handle them." With a gesture...
Once upon a time in a little mountain town there lived a beautiful young princess, her name was Carly. Carly was a bitch of a princess who liked to tease the older village men all the time by flirting outrageously and sitting on their laps. As a result of this all the middle aged guys in the town walked around in raincoats all the time, but they loved Carly...