A rather dreary London day greeted me as I arose in the morning, the grey pale light yet another reminder of the rather depressing northern climes I had recently returned to, but never really escaped from in my thoughts. A late night out with friends after a most stimulating discussion at the London Scientific Foundation dinner the previous evening had rende...
Spooky story for the spooky season, released to the public for the first time! Enjoy, folks. *** Everyone knew that the mansion was haunted, it was not a very well kept secret. Only a select few were ever allowed to pass from the mortal world within its halls, but they did so with a certainty few others could share. Perhaps it was a quirk of the grounds...
Once again, thank you for the comments and feedback. You guys have really motivated me to jot down my thoughts. A special thank you goes out to Azrael, who took the time to edit my work (I still love the hyphen too much!!!) You showed me how to get a little more "hardcore." Thank you also to Rockcrawler and Company. Your life is a continual inspiration. Ther...
May licked her finger and flicked to a clean page of her ledger. A knock at the door disturbed her work. "Come in!" she shouted without looking up. She dunked her quill into the inkwell and picked up her glass of wine, getting to her hooves to address the visitor. Bastian was creeping around the fountain when she came out of her study. He bowed before her...
This story is part of the Valentine's Day 2019 contest. Be sweet and vote. I met Olivia Marchand in a coffee shop. "Excuse me," I said reaching over her at the cream and sugar bar to grab a stirrer. My arm brushed hers as she sprinkled cinnamon onto her cappuccino. She looked up at me with these unreal royal blue eyes beneath black haired bangs of a bob h...
Shanti had a very intimate relationships with men who were either boyfriends or husbands of her colleagues or women friends – she had this adept penchant of luring seducing and making these men fall for her hook line and sinker and drain them completely – much to the chagrin and many times divorce and in one unfortunate case where both the woman and the man...
The kitchen opened for dinner service downstairs. Max could hear patrons entering from his room. With an extra spring in his step, he pulled out his makeup. Max applied a little base first. The smells from the kitchen started to flood through his room while he opened the cap on a vibrant red lipstick. Max pulled a pair of fresh pantyhose up his freshly-shav...
It's a quiet street. Ever since I moved here, the people around here have been more then nice and helpful. Next to my house is a family, a bit loud at times, but they keep to themselves pretty much. On the other side of my house, a nice lady who lives with her daughter. She's a bit quiet, and sometimes visits when I'm cooking on the BBQ. Across the street is...
***The following is a true story, though I have changed the name of my partner for her sake*** * Me and Elita had always had a sexual relationship, even if we'd never been official. She was my first snog, she was the first girl I saw naked and I the boy she had seen. But this was before we'd reached our sexual maturity, so we never went any further. When s...
As we motored slowly towards it in the RIB, Ellen and I could hear the yacht long before the dark sea mist gave us anything more than a view of the sharp glare of the boat's masthead and cabin lights. It was the sound of riotous merriment and laughter. As we boarded and came down into the cabin, we were greeted by the view of Amy, Liddy and Tash sitting ar...