First off, I love Christmas, or I suppose more correctly, the Winter Holidays. But there are two things that I find maddening about them. One, the perhaps heartfelt but stridently expressed view that this time of year belongs to Christians, exclusively to Christians, and none other need apply. There is only one way to enjoy this time of year, and it better w...
Hera's brow furrowed as she gazed down at Zeus. Stretched out in their bed, and totally naked, she could see his body was still covered with various bites and scratches from his million-year ordeal inside the time bubble. His poor tortured balls resembled emptied withered up wine-skins; brown, wrinkled and deflated, his oceans of cum having exploded out in a...
Night fell upon the caravan, and while some stood guard, most slept uneasily and with weapons near. The full moon's soft illumination of the encampment was eerily beautiful. The breathing of the exhausted horses and the various noises of the nighttime forest seemed peaceful, but somehow the quiet was more disturbing than a column of barbarians. Outside his...
December, 1915 Paris, France Madeleine looked resplendent in her dark green dress, with the bright red corsage I had pinned on her breast. She looked very much in keeping with the holiday, which was the idea, since we were entering the ballroom at the Ritz Hotel, the same one where we had spent our wedding night, for the American Embassy's annual Christma...
Okay, here is the next part as promised, and I have an idea for an editor, as this thing is getting massive, 96 pages in word. Though I can't guarantee anything, I will be trying to remove the single chapters and putting up a few sections of the story, after I have fleshed out some parts and made it flow better. If you are still confused about a few things,...
Katie gasped as she heard Rachel's words, and her eyes shifted back and forth between Alan and Rachel. "I'll do it, but, I want you to know that I don't want to. I know what's going through your mind, I can see it as clear as day. First of all, there is no guarantee that you'll get what you seek, not unless you are reborn with extraordinary powers, and that...
The girls woke up. The "pattu" on her back, the man beneath her. She recalled everything, She shook her head, stood up and dressed up, before to wake the man up, shaking his body with her foot, just to reestablish the distances. She got out of the hut before the men could fully open his eyes. Outside, the boy pretended he did not hear her coming closes, or...
XVII Faith and Charity Tamara 2093 Tamara studied the framed picture on the wall. It showed the image of a slightly tubby middle-aged woman which had been made to resemble a mediaeval Christian saint. She even had a halo around her forehead. "Who's this?" Tamara asked. "It's Saint Diane," said Dahab. "She was the founder of the Reigate centre." "Is...
The name is Mitchell Dreyfuss. The Hound of Hell. Destroyer of the Devil's Enemies. At first glance I look like your average six-foot-three, 260-pound, dark-skinned and clean-shaven black gentleman clad in stylish Urban gear. Unfortunately, I'm anything but. For starters, though I look like a man in his mid-twenties, I am considerably older than that. You se...
Hey buddy. Good for you to join me now. Don't mind the dim lights and the smokey air. And the small but raucous crowd here, normally they are good-natured, normally. Here, I saved you a front row seat. The fight's not finished, but my girl Monika isn't doing too well. The slender redhead, the one in golden bikini, that's her. No, she is not my lover, but my...