The rest of the day passed slowly for Orlaigh as he prepared himself for the conversation he was determined to have that night. He planned speech after speech and discarded them all. His first thought had been to corner Nia and force her to tell him what was going on, why he had been brought here and what her duty was but, as he watched her walking ahead o...
"There were seven and a half billion people on planet Earth when that great flying rock, the asteroid hit, now, two hundred and seventeen years later, there's only a few million of us," Thalia said, looking at the tribe of the Nem-Hash-She or Foragers. There were twenty men and seventeen women in the grotto, all of them wearing a combination of decorative me...
Night fell, bathing the South Dakotan landscape in eerie darkness. Freshly fallen snow littered the land, blanketing nearly everything. It was cold that night, even for that part of used to be the United States of America. The country no longer existed, just like most of the world's nations. To have a country, one needs land, population and government. Two o...
Evelyn had discretely taken position at the base of the stage steps during her father's just concluded warm-up session. She now mounted the stage. Striding to the fishbowl, she dipped in and quickly retrieved a numbered disk, holding it high overhead for all to see. "Number 6." she announced with a jolly air. A cheer came from Lounge No. 6 as the father-da...
The Bridge of Thighs: Naked and Voluptuous in Venice by Buck_Maelstrom, M.D. and Miss Manners with a Whip Mia glanced down her shapely legs at her espresso kid leather t-straps with three-inch heels and wondered if they were the most practical choice for wandering through the streets of Venice. With delicate steps, she traversed the uneven stones of Ca...
This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any person living or dead is purely coincidental. All fictional characters participating in fictional sex are over 18 years of age. FF, voyeur She bent over to counter to reach for the knob to turn off the water and my eye couldn't help traveling the length of her back to her butt, highlighted as it was in her b...
[This is a spin-off of "Dawn and Ken and Maria and David." It begins at the reception after the marriage of Maria and Dawn to Ken and David. Reading the other story is encouraged, but not necessary.] * Dr. Robert Van Clef felt out of place here. The crowd was mainly twenty and thirty-something's and the music was not that of his generation. He might have l...
The Appointment Everything smells fresh after the rain this morning. I can smell the just cut grass from across the street, the scent of the rose bushes next door. Someone has their dryer running and I can smell the dryer sheet they are using. The birds are chirping in the trees above me. I can hear the silk on my stocking-clad legs as they just brush past...
To make it easier for you to keep the couples separate, dear reader, I gave each pair a coinciding first letter. I may continue with this group, as they are based on some very dear friends of mine, truth mixed with fantasy. This is my first submission, so please leave feedback. Any and all comments are appreciated. And for the curious, I am Maggie. ;]...
Maurice and Miriam Smith had it all or so it seemed. They were the epitome of the typical young upwardly mobile professional couple as known as 'yuppies.' They had been high school sweethearts and attended the same state university. While Maurice played around some in college and joined a fraternity, Miriam probably would have joined a sorority but money was...