As we always do, the whole gang assembled at the Union after classes on Friday. We sat around, had a few beers, threw some darts, then went off together for pizza. After dinner, almost everyone had to leave to go see a hockey game. We were playing North Dakota that night, and I guess that's a big deal. Personally, I despise hockey. Most of my friends, on the...
"You didn't, Janice. Tell me you didn't." "Yes I did, Sally. And so what? I don't see the problem choosing between a day with Dave and the kids at his mother's and a day at the spa." "But . . . Thanksgiving?" Sally's breathy voice sputtered down the phone lines. "All the better. The spa was nearly deserted. I didn't have to wait at any of the stations."...
Note: This story is about scene setting and exploring ideas, it may form the basis of future stories (perhaps from others?), but if you are horny and after a quick wank it is probably not for you. (May I recommend Descent chpt3). * * * * * Sarah climbed out of her classic Mercedes in the twilight of what had been a warm sunny day. The sound of an approachi...
I had signed up for a Valentine's Day hike with a group from my college. At this point, I'd rather be screaming, and crying, and punching walls, but maybe a walk in the woods would do some good. She had broken up with me just that morning: no warning, an immediate replacement in the wings, citing some standard babble about age and maturity and what her frien...
Golden blue slitted eyes looked out of the brush. Dangerous and merciless they were, for they were looking on a man that had wandered into the jungle to grab some fruits for his family. He wandered in for he was hungry and didn't know of the rumors of a bloodthirsty creature that lay in wait for stupid villagers like himself. Saliva dripped down sharp fangs...
Chapters 1-7 are somewhat self contained and describe Matt being rescued from a Midwest snowstorm by a family that turn out to be his soul mates, girls with lots of past life ties. Lots of spirituality and lots of sex. This was mostly written in 2005 and was posted in 2010. Chapters 8-13 describe Matt going home to the Northeast, discussing things with his...
Here he was again, sitting on his ass waiting to board his flight. He didn't feel more secure, just more bored and frustrated. He'd learned to create games to amuse himself during the interminable wait. The holding pen was about half full...everyone looked equally bored. Without staring, he surveyed all the women passengers. His game was to look each of them...
Autumn felt liked she'd blinked, and Thanksgiving had rolled by. Now Christmas was around the corner, it was actually tomorrow. Surprisingly it actually felt like the holidays in the good old city of the angels. There was a winter feel to the air, the air had that crisp fresh smell, homes had wreaths hanging on their doors, and the colored Christmas lights b...
"What was your mistress' name?" Ivory asked the following day, while she and Glade prepared elixirs and drugs from what they'd foraged in the woods. "Demure," said Glade. "Or Lady Demure, as she was known then. At first, I didn't know that was what the name meant. It sounded like nothing more than a short yelp. It took me quite a while to learn the language...
Austere American nationalism dominated the cramped office space. Red, white, and blue flags hung on the walls, Golden Eagles looked on, posted upon tall poles. There were framed pictures of Royal columns packed with U. S. Soldiers in grimacing formation... The state-sponsored iron and control was endless. The agitated woman sitting behind her desk in that o...