Volume 4: Dereliction of Duty Chapter V: Intersections The Little Kettle inn smelled bad. If rancid meat, dung, sweat and the body odor could have been combined, the result probably would have been a color. Tessarie liked colors, even if her family never understood them as she did. It was a pure form of expression, like dance, that you didn't need to be...
Note: This story contains mixture of fiction and fact. What is and what is not everyone can decide for themselves Anyways I did this first chapter to get the idea out and see what the reaction to it is. I hope to improve my writing and any reviews and constructive critiques are much appreciated. * Sure sure, we all wish for that magical spot of luck that w...
Dozens of young men filtered out of the house. They emerged from the oak doors like a torrent of water, breaking around the large white pillars and cascading down the steps to once again form an orderly group as they approached the sidewalk. Nick's stomach soured at the sight of so many young men who looked exactly like him. He found it difficult not to be c...
Long before the coming of woman, a goddess was born in the desert we know as Kavir-e Namak. For an age beyond measure she danced in the sand, until the day she heard music and knew she was no longer alone. Taking form, she walked among the young people, and wherever she walked the land and people were fertile. She who had never known love learned to love, an...
Larkin debated on her next course of action. Did she go back to being a girl? Find a place to make a living here? Or should she move on? She knew if she moved on too far, she would reach another port, and that would mean more of a chance to get caught. Night came and she left the inn, slipping into the woods down to the river's edge where the loggers were pu...
Sir Jeffrey Trailson, Knight Errant, sat on his mount Swift as she plodded gamely through the mud and torrential rain. Not long after he had left the church the sky had opened, and what had started as heavy rain had turned into a storm as the hours went by. Now wind whipped through the trees and the rain came down in sheets around him. He was sodden. He cur...
I rested well last night. I usually do, ever since my ship was captured. Seriously, I can't say they have ever mistreated me, but they do work a man hard. It got a lot easier for me once I got assigned away from the mess halls and cleaning details. Would you believe it? Yesterday I actually got my permanent assignment to the Arcade -- yes, on one of the mach...
Standing in her shame corner wearing her knee-length sky blue summer sundress my naughty wife, Melissa, is being punished. I am sitting comfortably in the living room reading my newspaper glancing casually over the top edge at Melissa, making sure she stands perfectly still, nose touching the wall. 'Melissa Elizabeth raise your sundress nice and high for...
3 I was alone in bed when I finally awakened, and my eyelids were so heavy I felt like I'd just been roused from a ten-year magical slumber. It certainly would have explained a lot about the past few days. Kaseya still made far more sense as a figment of my imagination than an actual woman in the real world. I was a few seconds away from accepting my new...
As the two sluts showered and I suspect played with each others bodies, I prepared my little surprise for them both. I had designed and built a shock machine, a machine to give a small electric shock with out any amps being present. After all it's not the voltage that kills you in an electric shock but just one quarter of a mille-amp. The wooden case style...