I think of myself as a normal girl, which means that sometimes I want to be alone. Sometimes I want to be lost in an anonymous crowd. Sometimes I want a relationship or to be with my friends. And occasionally I feel the need to be depraved and have guilt free sex. But until now, this last urge had remained unsatisfied. Almost a year ago I happened to see a...
Some university days back when we first came face to face... Like lightning, I—Laurente Stian Elberd—go out of breath the instant my eyes glimpse and notice her. She is attractive; no more than in the springtime of her life, and decent-looking, and knowledgeable and perspicacious likewise. Her hair is an aglow and lustrous brown, her eyes a shining and glin...
The air was harsh, Erkos could tell that a storm was coming. This was the sort of thing that should be avoided. It was something a ship could weather, but why risk it. It might be better to make it to the shallows and wait out the roiling waves. However the captain did not share is concerns. That didn't matter though, Erkos opinion of the man couldn't go a...
The mercenary ship docked just after dawn in the bustling seaport of Bandar. Though the city itself was just waking and opening another business day, activity on the dock went on at all hours. The vessel docked across from two heavily laden cargo ships hauling textiles from the far east. Long trains of dock workers grunted under the heavy bundles as foremen...
Except for the small hand lettered sign on the door proclaiming "Nude Dancers," the Pumper Room looked more like a typical neighborhood workingman's bar than a strip joint. A few strokes of graffiti decorated the glass brick window, and a few more added a crude L to the name, making it PLUMPER ROOM--someone's idea of a joke. Ordinarily I pass up strip joint...
La, Queen of the Beastmen of Opar, woke feeling annoyed. The usual soft warmth of her feather bed felt hard as stone. When she tried to roll over and call to her handmaiden to complain, her annoyance turned to fear. She could not move. She was not in her bed. The sights and sounds that greeted her as she came to full consciousness told her she was in the du...
Note: All characters in the following story are 18 years of age or older. Any resemblance to real persons, places, or events is purely coincidental. * Stanley DeVille stepped out onto his front porch and took in the sunny afternoon. "Honey," he called into the house, "I'm going next door " "'K, babe Give Steph and Annie my love " his wife shouted back. S...
NOTE: All characters in the following story are 18 years of age or older. Any resemblance to actual persons, places, or events is purely coincidental. * "Are you sure about this, Chrissy?" Lisa Myers flipped through the sketchbook worriedly. The rest of her friends all seemed so sure about getting the same tattoo together, but she couldn't get over what pe...
Note: All characters in the following story are 18 years of age or older. Any resemblance to real persons, places, or events is purely coincidental. Chapter 2: A Family Comes Together It was a peaceful night in Blanton. The crickets chirped mindlessly. A full moon shined down on the sleepy town. Lights flickered on as people settled into their houses for t...
"Ugh, kitty, come on," Justine groaned as her cat jumped onto her bed, began purring, and adjusted herself, plopping right above Justine's head on her pillow. "Really, Thistle? This is my morning to sleep a little." She glanced over at the clock as it read 8:30. Thistle purred, meowed and laid her head on the pillow. Justine caressed her satiny gray coat and...