Hell, I never did really believe much in life after death. I guess the idea sounded a bit like hope to me, so I have to admit to being surprised when I did find out. But my first surprise was I never even saw the truck coming. Fact is, I was looking across the street at this sweet young thing's ass. The skirt she had on came down just barely to the bottom...
As the youngest sister of Aaragon, prince of Eldermere, it was her duty to stand to the left of her bothers throne and hold the staff of the Imperial Terrapin, Azerbhai. The Imperial Terrapin was one of four god-like creatures that could be summoned to their world. But they could only be summoned by a catalyst. The last catalyst, Imhani, the Dark Warrior, h...
The name is Maldos, and I am a Satyr. In case you don't know what a Satyr is, I will be glad to enlighten you. Satyrs are Immortal beings who walk the world of man. We look like men, but with somewhat hairier bodies, and we also have goat-like horns. Oh, and I almost forgot about the cloven feet. And the unforgettable goat-like tail. It turns on the women, I...
Author's Note: The following is for the Pastiches de Oggbashan Story Event. Seeing as I am not British enough to add to any of his stories, I decided to adapt one for American audiences, the story in question being Ancient Liberties. You can read both stories and see how similar/dissimilar the two are. I hope it goes without saying that none of the followin...
"No one is more hated than he who speaks the truth." ― Plato Dried snot caked his nostrils, forcing the playground bully to breathe through his mouth. Fists balled into cords of sinew, he perspired amidst the four square diamond, in the midday Sun. He'd definitely lost control of the situation. Across the pitch, staring him down, was the entire student b...
We were playing poker at Fred's. I don't particularly enjoy the nights we play at Fred's, but it would be a bit obvious to just not go to the game on those nights. If you're wondering what I have against poker at Fred's, it's that he belittles his wife. She seems to be totally under his thumb. It's always Yes Fred, No, Fred, Whatever you say, Fred. Fred t...
Kylie's friends were waving her over toward them frantically. If she didn't know them like she did, she would have thought the place was under attack or something. Making her way through the crowd, though 'crowd' was putting it nicely tonight, she slowly made her way to her friends' table. "What's up guys?" They looked at each other bashfully, then back to...
After the amazing weekend I thought things would settle back down to our usual routine. She was out working all day so I had to wait until the next weekend to go shopping with Wendy for my new wardrobe. In the meantime she allowed me to wear any of her clothes that I liked but most were a bit too big for me and Wendy had only a few dresses and skirts to choo...
Another day in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Gosh I am bored. I walk through the corridors of the Carleton University library, yawning and stretching at the prospect of an all-nighter because my take-home midterm is due in the morning. As I make my way to my usual spot on the second floor, a wide-eyed white chick sitting in the back glances at me, as does a t...
I attempted to get mentally focused while I laced up my skates. It was the third day of practice. I was one of the best junior hockey player around and scouts said I could even be drafted into the pros. But as far as my talent goes, I could always use the extra practice time. One summer, I decided to go away to an elite hockey camp in Minnesota, it cost quit...