(Bridget's been sitting in my family room again, tossing down Irish whiskey and talking about her adventures. She had hinted about this one before, what she did in England after her rescue mission to France in WWII. So here it is. For those of you who don't know her, I refer you to Chapter 1 of "Bridget's Nights" where she first appeared and explained a lot...
Except when absolutely necessary Colonel Ingrid von Schitt seldom made the conversion from a human vampire into her bat form. After transforming into a bat a few minutes ago she flew over a forest stretching kilometers in all directions. Midnight had fallen, along with all her schemes. Himmler would be livid when he found out, but von Schitt had much to do...
I'm sure that by now many have heard of Eileen Nearne, an eighty-nine year old woman who died alone in her flat in southwest England on September 2, 2010. With no known friends or relatives, the town of Torquay entered Miss. Nearne's tiny flat to search for records of someone to notify of the impending funeral. No living relative or friend was found; her on...
Please enjoy! Feel free to send me any comments or questions. This is just the first chapter in a potentially longer piece. * * * * * The Surplus Women or Foreplay During Wartime April 5th, 1945 Kristiane Becker walked away from the noisy marketplace, with her canvas bag filled to the brim with groceries. It was a beautiful spring morning, and the sun sh...
Copyright Oggbashan September 2013/October 2015 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. ************************************************...
Gestapo Headquarters Paris Department A2 Friday October 10 1940 9:00am I woke up abruptly, aching all over. My neck muscles were killing me and I was feeling dizzy. The morning light, which was coming through the window, was illuminating my desk and face. I closed my eyes and rubbed them hard. I must have fallen asleep during the night while going through a...
Prologue This story is purely fictional story, although some instances quoted, actually did happen during the wartime period. This is a follow on from Part. Precise of Part 1 In 1940/1941 the British were losing vast amounts of Merchant shipping to the U Boats. The situation was desperate. At the time Lt Commander Tony Nash VC was in command of a Submar...
Bea is not only our sister-in-law, she's the wife's best friend, and all the excitement we can handle. She's Five foot seven, 44DD-38-40 and willing to discharge anything with two legs. Her husband (wife's brother) spends more time in jail than at home so Bea's with us more than not. These are her stories, Bea tells it: The football team didn't do so well...
They have put me in a holding cell. I guess they will want to take a statement from me, but since I admitted the crime in my first 999 phone call, I guess there's no great urgency. Meanwhile, I am lying here on the firm, dunlopillo mattress with its waterproof (for water read urine) cover, looking at the whitewashed walls and the heavy metal door with its ce...
Do you realize that I, one of the classiest girls you know—if not exactly a sex bomb—was once a Gestapo-class cock-teaser? Ellen, what the FUCK does the "Gestapo" have to do with this? Do you have the faintest idea what you are saying, girl? I was 18 years old and every school day I wore a navy blue skirt, white blouse, cream knee socks, a wilted red scarf...