Three Practice makes perfect We made the way station late into sunset, the sun already a disc a fingers width above the distant ridge we'd climb tomorrow. Unfortunately, storm damage from the winter had seen part of the shingle roof collapse and left the inside littered with leaves and detritus. The four-horse stable at the back was okay and we pulled in...
"So..." Zu'gar started, her voice quiet and subdued as to not be overheard in the rear of their caravan as she lay on her back, relaxing casually atop her sleeping bag with her hands folded comfortably behind her head, staring up at the slightly billowing fabric that was their roof, "Any idea what this city will be like?" Lace glanced over her shoulder at Z...
Introduction to Readers: While this is a cheating wife story, it offers little in the way of eroticism, gratuitous sex or violence. Sometimes things are just what they are. Sometimes the good guy rides away into the sunset, leaving the bitch holding the soiled diaper that is her life. And sometimes the events and outcomes are more noticeable in a small town...
Once upon a time, long ago, there was a beautiful maiden. In all of the lands, there was not a woman who lived, more beautiful. So benevolent was this woman, that her kindness stretched to the four corners of the world. Kings, and Queens came to her, to show their gratitude for her simply being alive. The maiden was called Divinity Mundane, and for all of t...
Theik-Lekal glanced both directions on the hard dirt surface he stepped on and turned in the one that was calling him. He didn't know why he was being called in that direction but something was. Based on the sun's position it was early in the day and he had plenty of time to travel. He slung the bag of supplies, or so he assumed, over his other shoulder and...
This is just another story, for the November competition, not for the winter-themed comp. I make this offer - comment and I will comment on your recommendation. What is that smell you get when you step into a circus tent? Piss and shit, of course. Damaged grass, sweat, diesel and hot lights. But sex is part of it. Circuses are great for the kids, of cou...
Chapter 4 - The Trail "Life is the only disaster no one's figured out how to get out of alive." -Anonymous Vestrin The woman's contacts were good. He was given exactly what he needed; a bath, several silver rounds and a backpack full of provisions with no questions asked. Not even one as to why he was entering a guard barracks when he clearly didn't...
This story is based on facts and spiced with fiction. Many thanks to Angel Love for the editing. * It was a two-page story in one of the most popular tabloid newspapers that told about "Dogging," which got the ball rolling. "Dogging" in its present form is a game that had come to Scandinavia from the British Isles and is nothing else than any kind of non...
Part I "Is there a reason we have to travel during the day? If it gets any hotter, I'm going to melt." "Humans don't melt, Kira." "This one might." "Over saturation might cause an effect not unlike melting, but --" "Shut up, Llygl." The two were walking a few paces behind the rest of the party. The caravan leader, though hardly immune to heat, was dete...
Much to her disappointment, I told Helen that I was going home...alone. "Come on babes; I've got the hots for the big lad." She pleaded after pulling me to one side. Still trying to make sense of what I'd just done in the van, I shook my head. "I'm going home... sorry." Then waved to the guys and left the bar, heading for the bus stop. As I crossed the ro...