I met Lynda, my future wife, in the third lecture of the sociology course I had decided to take to help satisfy my liberal arts requirements. I was late for class because I just made it to the campus that morning. My car had broken down in the middle of Nebraska, and I had missed the first four days of class. I grabbed the first empty seat I saw, and there w...
I'd been working with this technology firm about 6 months after graduating from the university. Traveling from one state to another wasn't my idea of a 'plum' position, but the job certainly paid well. I was currently on a 2 month road trip and since all of the locations were close, the company provided a car. My responsibilities were to provide expert techn...
Chapter 18: Returning to Roots The trip from their tropical paradise to the heat of the Omo Valley was a long and bumpy ride. Roads deteriorated from paved to gravel. The temperature continued to rise. In every direction, Destiny saw nothing but sand. There were no homes, no businesses, and no sign of human life. "How much further?" "Another hour. You do...
After the NFL scouting combines, the next important event for the careers of Harry and Bruce was the NFL draft. In that particular year because of television contracts, the draft was conducted on the last weekend of April, at the Radio City Music Hall in New York City. The draft was to be conducted on Saturday and Sunday. Because they had excellent results a...
dipti boudi is also my didi. and there's nothing mysterious about it. diptidi grew up in our locality, just like any other middle class bengali girl, and did what they are supposed to do in the late-90's. college, coaching classes, and a little bit of line drawing ( line mara ). the typical MCB woman was afraid to test her skills in nude sketches, coz she...
Doctor Samantha Taylor, somewhat exhausted from the wake up call she had just experienced, left the young nurse and boy to sleep and dream. She smiled to herself, imagining Trevor's body replenishing another quart or two of his warm, thick, viscous semen with those millions of healthy sperm just ready to find that fertile egg. Even though Jenny was a bit ol...
"Thank goodness for modern science," Ali said as she smoothed her tight black skirt across her shapely hips. The tall brunette turned this way and that in front of her mirror, admiring her taut, toned, and trim figure. Her hands moved up from her hips to cup the twin handfuls at her chest, and she indulged in a brief nipple pinch just to tease herself. A la...
Donovan wakes up growling. 'Who is this girl I am dreaming about? Luna she smells so good.' Stretching and laying there on his pillow he watches the sun stream throw the curtain. The phone beside the bed starts to ring and he reaches for it. "This is Donavon. I will be down shortly." Hanging the phone up and jumping out of bed to head into the bathroom t...
I should have known better. After all, I'm not a kid. I'm a thirty-five year old man with a company to run. Still, I thought it would be fun. A day away from the office--a sunny day, cold with a groomed layer of new snow. I dug my snowboard, boots and helmet out of the closet and headed north. The second run of the day turned out to be my last. I caught a...
"Saxon slaves! Yellow-haired Saxon slaves!" Donaire turned at the slaver's shout on the back of his horse, with the sound of well-worn leather creaking. The heavy iron helmet he wore shortened his view to the side. Yet, he did glimpse the thin silhouettes of ragged blond-haired slaves atop a thick wooden block. Four . . . nay, five and the last two were wom...