Author's foreword; Hi, remember me? I know it's been a while but real life often times gets in the way of our fun. I am back at it, albeit at a slower pace than before. You can find me on Mark Zuckerberg's little venture if you care to know what I am up to. A big thank you goes to blackstallion21 for editing this story. Thank you for reading and it's nice...
Chapter 10 (The Account is Due) "Ally? Sammy...? You guys there?" Tommy said, "Yeah, Kenny, we're upstairs. Give us a moment...there's coffee on. We'll be down in a minute." "Okay," said Kendall, "Just so you know, Malsa's here with Lilly...Said she needs to talk to you." Surprised, he said, "Oh...Okay...I'll be right there." Still with the stinger in h...
It's strange to think that, if anyone ever reads this little history, which I doubt anyone ever will, it might be in a very different place and a very different time, and it might make no sense at all. That's okay. I'm not writing for an audience anyway. I'm writing because I've got things to say, even if no one ever hears them. And I'm writing to pass the t...
Note: All persons in this novel are fictitious. If you are looking for a great deal of explicit sexual activity, this story is not for you. Those scenes that are included will be evocative rather than just for the sake of sex itself. This story is for your reading pleasure. Its length is undetermined at this time, because I do not know where my mind will tak...
The wind howled over the eaves of the rather run down looking homes that fronted the main avenue through Vilkbin. A cloaked shape walked the street, wrapping it tightly to their body against the wind and driving rain. Finally the figure turned into a lit doorway, its glass-enclosed lantern swinging wildly in the winds. A hand emerged from the cloak and bange...
Author's Notes: Sorry it took so long to get Part IV submitted; you're probably getting sick of me saying that. Thanks for all the positive comments for Part III. To the anonymous person that submitted the exact same "Horrible" comment eight different times for Part III. There are different methods used for scoring on this website. One of those is by the...
Chapter one "It was a dark and stormy evening, and we all sat around the campfire." How easily those words paraded across the blank page, as if they propelled themselves with no help from the keyboard. I stared at them, as I had so many times when real words wouldn't come. "Damn it!" I shouted at the monitor. "It wasn't my fault! Not one damned thing I coul...
Chapter 25 - Attack of the Puma I found Astral and Lauren talking to Floyd who was laughing. "Oh Josh there you are," Astral said as I came up to her. "We were just teaching Floyd here the 'Bahia Greeting' and we came up with a new twist. Here do me." I smiled at her and stepped up saying, "How positively ravishing you look tonight, Ms. De Soto," and as...
London must be the most miserable place on God's Earth on a wet day in January. There were five of us in the Library of The Exiles Club that afternoon. The New Year of 1887 was but a few days old and I had I come to Town from my customary refuge in Cheltenham to meet with my broker and take care of one or two other small items of business. After thirty years...
I was not made as others. This is the rule that has shaped my life. To know myself was to know my difference; the thoughts dawned together. Then I grew, and learned more each day how much and how far I differed from my kind. Perhaps it is mercy that we are so unlike. For those companions of my youth, so bright and full of promise then, so tired and broken...