This was to be my first contribution to the Sunburnt Country Story Contest, but the typo goblins struck and missed the deadline for the event, oops? Anyway, I'm from the land down under and thought I would throw together a story, based on a recent trip I made out West to north of Mt Isa. This is purely a work of fiction based on some of the country and peop...
Elderly couple donates their land for a public park on Earth Day. Earth Day had a different meaning for Fern and Frank. Married for more than sixty years and in poor health for the last ten years, they made a pact. A man on a mission for all that Fern had done for him throughout their lives together, the cooking, the cleaning, the caring, and the loving sup...
"My name is Xavier Ortiz, I am a journalist." I looked at Colonel Rodriguez standing in front of me, it wasn't just the jungle green uniform that scared me or the machine pistol he held so casually, its barrel pointed directly at my forehead, it was the look in his eyes that really had me worried. I could see that he didn't believe me even though he had my p...
This is was not written to motivate or dishearten anyone, I wrote it to get what I am feeling off my chest. I have no writing experience. I am not American or British so excuse the errors. ------------- I've been spending every waking moment for the past few months trying to convince myself that I'm not a waste of space or as I have heard a oxygen thief....
Sheik Fouad was looking down at the parade for the 10th Emirate Day celebrations. Although it was still before noon the sun was blasting down on the assembled crowd. From the shaded balcony of the governmental building he scanned the stand on the other side of the street. When would the messenger come and bring the would-be assassin his bomb? His secret po...
This story may not be very revealing but it is absolutely true. It also doesn't contain any sex so if you're looking for slut wife, group sex, and those type of stories please don't even bother reading about this adventure. Recently my wife T and I decided to take an AMTRAK train ride since it had been many years since the last time we'd been on a train. We...
I was working in the fields when I saw a trail of dust being picked up. And it was going for my home. I dropped everything and rushed for my family and house. 'Please not the Saintricked. Please not the Saintricked. Oh please for the love God please not the Saitricked' I keep telling myself. They are a bunch of slave traders that go around to different count...
Sorry about the slow going of the story-writing. You are Crown Prince John III of Creagachtír and you are not happy. It is not your country which displeases you. Despite what others might think, Creagachtír is a great land. Its scenery is the type which requires quiet reflection, but this just makes you appreciate its subtle beauty all the more. The exposed...
Ch. 10: The Garden of Opportunity Inspired by Honore L'Oeuf's novels, Alice tried interesting her friends with sexual adventures and invited a few to her home. Most of them were girls like Alice, but one or two were boys. Alice and her friends played in the garden, their clothes discarded, just hidden from sight by the undergrowth. They read aloud chapters...
In chapter 1-4 we met Sheikh Fouad bin Faisal bin Hoessein al Azzizi the 44 year old ruler of the Emirate West Tripolitania. More than 10 years ago he used his family fortune as an Arabian noble to conquer West Tripolitania with his band of foreign fighters. Was the country before suffering from tribal and religious conflicts that costed the lives of many of...