This is my entry for the Winter Holiday Contest. Please feel free to read, vote, and/or comment. Thank you and Enjoy! * Brynn was sitting with her feet up on the couch. Her golden retriever sat at her feet, the cat lay on the back of the couch, and a mug of hot cocoa in her hand. She gazed out the window at the snow falling softly to the ground, covering i...
Foreword: Jeff and Lia are non-player characters in my Pen and Paper RPG game Merlin Omega. They are part of a continuing story, but everything you need to understand them in this story is present in the story. * Life is grand in the 22nd Century. Well, it's grand if you have some useful skills, aren't easily replaced with a robot, have the best gene-mods,...
The following story is written by my wife Angel. It is her view of the slave auction night plus my night as her slave and what she made me do. As I rode home in our car that night, a bit dazed, and reflecting on what the hell had just happened, I was surprisingly pleased with myself. I really had showed, mostly to myself, but also of course to my husband...
The snow flakes covered the silent city - and the earth seemed to stand still when the chiming of bells became audible through the frosty night air. Patricia was standing at the window, watching the icy crystals paint mysterious patterns on the window sill while her hot breath fogged her vision of the tar and feathered outside. For her the wintry white cover...
Author's Note: The events described herein happened when I was eighteen, and a virgin. Yes, that dirty old man St. Nick turned me into a trick. He made me ride his "north pole" like a cowgirl and he slid down my hot little chimney. But I never did get all the presents he promised me for being naughty and nice. And the necklace was pearl, not diamond. Actuall...
I had a notion to write something for Christmas, and subsequently decided to enter it in the Holiday Contest. As always, comments and ratings are most welcome! * * * * * Christmas Eve. Truly the most wonderful time of the year, thought Marie Haynes as she pulled into the driveway of her modest suburban Denver home. Her three kids were in the back seat,...
THIS IS FICTION...IT IS A FANTASY...IT IS NOT REAL...YA FEEL ME PLAYA THIS IS SOMETHING COOL (HOPEFULLY) IT'S MY COMEDIC TALE OF TALK SHOW HOST WENDY WILLIAMS AND BLAXPLOITATION MOVIE STAR 70's PAM GRIER AS FOXY BROWN SAVING CHRISTMAS...THERE ARE FAMOUS LINES FROM VARIOUS FAMOUS CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY SEE IF YOU CAN SPOT THEM ALL...I AM YOUR NARRATOR FOR...
Dear Santa Do you remember the days of writing letters to Santa a kid? I thought I might write one to the jolly old elf from an adult's point of view. Dear Santa I know you get letters from kids all the time so I thought I would write you with the list of things I would like to see under my tree for my wife and I. Living way up north trying to keep all th...
Working in retail in December is not the easiest way to get into the Christmas spirit Susan thought as she finished serving the last customer of the day. It was December 23rd and she was exhausted from the endless stream of frantic customers. Her friend and co-worker, Lisa, opened the door to let the gentleman out. After closing it again, Lisa turned to her...
"Baby, you know I'd give anything to be home right now ... you know that. I can't help that my plane is grounded. This snow is ridiculous." "I know, I know." Aidan sighed, running a hand over the front of his face, as if that would relieve his frustration. "It's just ... this is our first Christmas together. I was hoping to spend it all cuddled up in front...