5th of April 1919 Journal Entry No. 7: It has been exactly one week since my team and I left camp, but it has been no more than 24 hours since we disbanded. An argument over a situation that occurred back at camp created a raucous which ended in gunfire. Our group of eight became divided; white men on one and natives on the other. We were the ones with t...
Chapter 7: The Desert Gang Bang Linda's narrative. As I reclined back on the soft cushions, my mind swimming sexily under the effects of the hubbly bubbly pipe and my hand gripping Adele's tightly, I could feel my pulse racing in expectation of what was about to happen. The Bedouin leader had assured us that we would not be harmed in any way and if a situa...
Chapter 7: Jasiri Jasiri was flying on his board of wood in the cool night's air. He was on his way to the slavers' camp when he saw the four tribesmen moving out of the forest. Mguu Mkubwa was leading them, but Lawrence was nowhere to be seen. He slowly descended a safe distance away, and approached. Mguu Mkubwa was in bad shape. His right leg was wounde...
Chapter 5: Jasiri The men were still angry at Jasiri for the stunt he'd just pulled off, although their anger was abated somewhat by the news of his discovery. Lawrence cheered and patted him on the back. "That was awesome!" Lawrence told him. Jasiri smiled. Although his smile was tinged with worry. "The demons look alert! Some of them are climbing the...
This story is (very) loosely related to the lyrics to the song by Toto of the same name. Enjoy! The old man stood on the foothills of Kilimanjaro, looking out across the Serengeti. He could smell it in the air, the yellow. The aka. He saw it as a haze to the north. And he knew that it was time. *** "And I am saying to you, Old Man, that this is supersti...
This story contains graphic fantasy violence. ***** In Earth's far distant future, civilization exists mainly in city states referred to as "Shining Cities". While there are only a few such cities, these large city states are home to over 80% of the planet's population. The remainder of the inhabitants live in semi-nomadic tribes and a few trading outposts...
The great N'Konga river shimmered in the summer heat as it sluggishly ambled between steep banks through the brown crisped grass of the summer plains and as I dreamed and planned which of my six wives to sleep with next when a distant thudding heralded the imminent arrival of a helicopter. It was not unexpected but undoubtedly unwelcome, a sword of Damacles...
The voyage north that Glade would make across the Great Sea wasn't one she'd planned and most definitely not one she would have chosen, although it was true that she and Demure had often sat together on the shore and looked over a sea that stretched towards the North rather than the West. And they'd often speculated whether this water stretched to the very e...
"I'm sure glad the company finally got off their dead rear ends and bought that space folder," Earl remarked as they entered the atmosphere. "Well, yeah, but the first thing they did was send us back to this miserable little dust ball. They put us in bio research this time. I can't believe it!" Carol groused. "What are you bitching about? At least we've go...
Rosalind breathed a sigh of relief and slumped back down into her cell. The sight of Agmar riding off gladdened her, despite her otherwise perilous surroundings. The orcs left to guard her and the camp might rape her, but they wouldn't subject her to the tortures that Agmar had. As Melinda pressed against her, she wrapped her arm around her niece. Her face...