2: Cenation This time I'm just going to get straight to it, dive into the show. Enjoy. The Ninth Wonder Returns: Part two. John Cena's music starts Monday Night Raw as the Road to Wrestlemania continues. He runs to the ring in his typical fashion, all smiles and throwing his hat. He knows he has some time at the top of the show to discuss his match tonigh...
Chapter 3 -- The Mountain. She introduced herself as Syuri, the medical assistant assigned by the Planetary Athletic Directorate to monitor the health of the participants in this event. I introduced myself to her in Japanese and she smiled as she heard my words in her native language. She too had been abducted from Japan by the slavers almost ten Earth year...
Liam Johnson looked out of the Nurse Manager's office at the cows in the pasture. The window was half open, and Liam could smell the Sher-Rockee Mushroom farm, even though it was more than two miles away in the rolling Pennsylvania countryside. Brought up in Kennett, Chester County, Liam was used to it, but that didn't mean he liked it. "How are you today,...
During my many exploits on the African continent I witnessed a number of interracial occurrences. Those I can verify but I also heard many stories of pure black lust prior to my setting foot on that continent. Many were inconsequential but others were more intriguing. There is indeed a dark side of mankind that spreads it's tentacles throughout the world an...
Guatemala City 1/1990 *** Everything in this story is true, as in it actually happened. Not all at the same time. Probably not in the same exact sequence, or with or to the exact same people. Which likely doesn't matter because I changed some names, and have forgotten others. That's a consequence of getting older and not having written it down those many y...
Tammy was a curvy redhead with wide hips, full breasts and despite yoga, Pilates, and spin class a soft round belly. She had never had a problem with it though. She had, very early on, learned to embrace her full figure. For her eighteenth birthday, her grandmother, a feisty fixture of the senior social scene, had sat her down and pulled out a playboy magazi...
"Excuse me can I slide in here?" I said to no one in particular among the throng of people mingling in one of the less dense areas of the overcrowded bar. I said it so as to try and not piss off that one person who may have managed to get enough drinks to get drunk. Me, I couldn't get my first beer, but I did find that one drunk. "Hey asshole you trying to...
She fiddled furiously along the highest notes of her fiddle as the drums and saxophone kicked in behind her to support the tone. She angled her chin to brilliantly smile at the gathering crowd while striving to maintain a firm grip on her violin. An old lady with chickory coffee from the left, an eager young man staring at her legs and compressed breasts fro...
"Good morning, Mr. Pollox! How was your summer?" Rowan sweetly and excitedly waved from her desk as Mr. Pollox, one of the school's English teachers, walked into the office to pick up his mail and staff guide. "Rowan, please! Call me James. I'm your colleague, not your teacher!" James chuckled. "My summer was great. My wife and I traveled a lot, and we jus...
Authors note: Horner Springs is a collective concept as discussed in thread "The Birth of Horny Town U.S.A" thread started by litfan10 in the Authors' Hangout forum. Authors who add to this will pay at least lip service to the other Author's creations and may share characters. My contribution is part of a series of stories that will use your feedback to adva...