As I guessed, the previous chapter wasn't as well received. Unfortunately, the darker side of Aiya becomes a recurring instance for the rest of the story. Despite the more playful beginning of the story, this was actually the intent pretty much all along. As well, I've been doing some sample writing here and there, so I will try and do some side stories fro...
This is my first foray into the loving wives category, so all constructive criticism is welcome. As usual thanks to Papakilo for his gracious and timely editing. Chapter 1 -- The Overview of a Marriage John Trainor sat glumly on one of his proudest achievements of his carpentry skills -- his house's back deck. As he sat on the wooden chaise lounge in the...
**Author's Note: this is an older story of mine and somewhat unpolished. I hope you enjoy it! *** Katja Shoen stood at the base of the stairs to the front porch of the magnificent Victorian manor. Massive oak doors with ornate door-handles rested under a glorious brick house that stretched into the sky. Small bushes ran along the course of the building's f...
Copyright Oggbashan October 2004 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. * * * * * I was hot, irritated and annoyed with myself for bein...
In Which Innocence is found in a Vegan Commune; and gains profit by untrammeled display to an unknown public; and in which Dodie discovers Innocence in the cool mountain air. Innocence made the journey to Brook by train, waving goodbye to her sister and Kedi and wearing the clothes she thought best suited her destination. These were a pair of baggy shorts,...
[Part 3] O was in a high state of excitement about the rest of the day at the Mansion, which she believed would include, at least: her assisting the teacher with a sex education class for novice monks; being the attending maid at the Ceremony of the Cherry for the smoking hot Red Robe girl Rosita; and perhaps some fun with her wicked blonde roommate Joy (th...
The Interviewer: Brook Burke You know, this just goes to show you, Weird shit happens sometimes, and ya just gotta go with it. "This is just great, Jake...excellent stuff!" Frank, the editor of some wannabe People Magazine I'd been working at, commented after seeing the sales & reviews of our last issue. "And you should see some of the responses we've...
It is chapters like this that originally got me into writing in the first place. While this one could be seen as a bit overwhelming, it was actually one of my favorites to go back to. Not much story in this one, but it still delivers. Enjoy! ***** Chapter 12: A Carnival of Lust "Fuck it. My next class isn't worth it." Aiya was tossing away the last of her...
Chapter Three: Bronze Huntress Like a colossus, the skyscraper towered over the City of Manhattan. A gleaming spike of steel and brick over one hundred stories tall, topped by a dirigible mooring mast, it dwarfed the structures around it into insignificance. On the 86th floor of this impressive building, an elevator door opened. Her face flush with excitem...
"Hi Paul, you're here a little early. I don't think she'll be home for another hour." "Yeah, Brook told me she'd be late today. I was hoping I could wait here if you're cool with it Mrs. Taylor." "Of course I'm fine with you staying here, and please stop calling me Mrs. Taylor. I've known you for too long and it makes me feel old." "Alright Mrs. Tay....I...