The infinite sands of the Infernal Desert spread from horizon to horizon, undulating so slightly that only a trained eye could sense their formations. Above, six suns burned with deathly radiance, filling a yellowed sky with heat that could slough flesh from bone. Below, a thin trail snaked its way across the sands. Heavy dire camels, their tufts of heavy f...
The Nameless God Tablet I [...g]od of the desert, and no one would go to the desert to be with him. He sat upon a mountain with his massive head in his massive hands, and sighed. Tablet II He was angry at the other gods because they would not include him in their councils, nor when they hunted for wild beasts in the fields, nor when they threw gre...
Red Sonja and the Ten Levels of Hell Part Two - Desert Hell Red Sonja landed ass first as she tumbled out of the gate. Head still spinning and half blind from the flashing lights, she was glad she had at least landed on something soft, though after a few seconds it began to feel quite warm on her backside. In fact, as her head cleared, the realized that it...
Eastern Ar'Raq 3rd Battalion Combat Team Major Abner Espinosa Commanding Abner Espinosa a major of the Rim-Cats Regiment and commanding officer of the 2nd BCT entered his command post. There 1st Lieutenant Jiro Kurosawa was waiting for him. "Major," the intelligence officer saluted. "What you got for me?" The 2nd BCT commander returned his salute and t...
Francine tried to ignore the voice that was nattering from the back seat of the old jeep that carried them along the dusty road, thirty miles south of Baghdad. The voice belonged to Roxanne, a co-worker with the American consulting firm that had hired them both to help organize the maternity ward at a local hospital during the recent baby boom. Most of the t...
Chapter 5: Sex at the Oasis Linda's narrative I don't think I have ever slept with a guy who has not awoken with a hard cock staring up at the ceiling. Curtis, I knew from past experience, was no different to any other guy; but to be awoken under a rising desert sun with the tip of a hard cock pressing gently into my mouth was not only a new experience but...
Sunset in the Mojave. Next to their battered Wagoneer, my friends Barry and Marta squat on their hams finishing the dinner dishes - scraping the remains of my notorious pineapple venison chili onto a sun-burnished rock. Tomorrow the ants will have a feast. Marta's friend Wendy, a woman I'd never met until this morning, kneels near our small fire a few yards...
Have you ever noticed? Most Mafia kingpins really do talk like Marlon Brando in The Godfather. It's true. It came to me as I was lying in bed one morning, recalling the conversation I'd had the day before with Tony 'Mad Dog' Mancini, who rules Chicago's South Side with an iron hand. "Daniel, I tell ya," he mumbled, "nuthin's more important to a made man tha...
I came out here to southern Arizona after Christmas. I came in a nice motor home that I borrowed from my significant other, Tom, and left my roommate and lover, Mandy, to tend to our home in North Carolina. I came on a semi-sabbatical to visit the land I was born to grew up in, the rural country near Tucson, in the Sonoran desert. I missed the desert and wan...
Once upon a time two brothers were walking in the desert outside the village near where they were born. The older brother Kalik was a strong young man of 14. He was proud to be the head of his family now that his older brothers were off fighting in the war. His little brother, Mustafa, was a spindly 8 years old. His mind was as bright as the desert sun. He c...