She stares at the purple lantana, its delicate flora spread amongst railroad ties and dormant rose bushes. In the middle of winter, tiny amethyst flowers blanket the barren landscape everywhere, and she is drawn to the serene hue. She breathes in the fresh cold air, allowing her eyes time to capture the full beauty of the moment and transport sensory percept...
She stares at the lush purple lantana, its delicate flora spread amongst railroad ties and random quiescent rose bushes. In the middle of winter, tiny amethyst flowers blanket the barren landscape, shadowing gray dormant trees reaching for the indigo darkness. She is drawn to the serene hue, breathing in cold fresh air, her eyes drinking in the full beauty...
Intro + Characters John - 18, an average high school boy, who you play as, Does not stand out particularly, It is September, John just got home from a day at school, he plops himself on the couch, feeling exhausted, his sister Becca walking down from her room wearing her pajamas "Go shower John, you smell like shit" she says with some obvious disgu...
Ino was cleaning out the bookroom of her house when she came to find an old book about her Clan's Secret Jutsu. "Hey what's this? said Ino as she picked up the book and opened it. She turn to the page where it said " Body Possession Jutsu". Oh I remember hearing about this jutsu! I is apart of an old folk tale in our clan that was lost due to...
Crackling, sizzling, booming, pouring through the air, there was little doubt that there was something going on, something neither one could have predicted or accounted for, let alone understood. And they stood there like dragons, breathing and snarling as though it was the others' fault. They both knew better, but that changed little. Breathing fire, they c...
Pornographer: a description we should use with pride At school and in encyclopaedias we learn of the animal images and hunting scenes our ancestors portrayed on their cave walls. There are other human images - the so called Venus's, females whose swollen torsos appear to suggest pregnancy, these are thought to be Fertility images. In Tannahill's "A Histor...
My name is Terrence Jean Gauthier, though my friends call me T.J. for short. I was born in the town of Cap-Haitien in the island of Haiti in 1986. Three years later, my family moved to the City of Miami, State of Florida, where I've lived ever since. I graduated from Miami Dade College and Florida State University, where I earned my Criminal Justice degree....
One of the things that has always fascinated me about the late 1970s and early 1980s was the enthusiastic amount of sex going on between strangers, not exclusively though generally among men. The idea of just getting off and getting others off, without any inhibitions, made a deep impression on me at the time, as did the often tragic results of that lifestyl...
You are dead, sorry, but that's the way it is. You float above your deathbed watching your loved ones grieve for you. You wonder why you haven't moved on yet, but aren't overly concerned, afterall, you weren't even sure there was an afterlife and it's a pleasant surprise to you that you exist at all. You get the feeling that you could temporarily take over t...
The front hall of the beautiful mansion of Ryland Griffith shone with the light of a thousand candles on any given night and always had plenty of guests each evening. Ryland was almost your average rich gentleman except that he had impeccable and varied tastes and for a price you could sample the delights he kept under his roof. This was how he had made his...