* * * * * * * * * * Author's note: I wrote this story as a birthday present for cuddlydbear. Happy (early) Birthday, Dee. * * * * * * * * * * Thrusting Butte, rising rampant over the surrounding flat plain, was black against the twilight sky. The seven young men had finished setting up their camp and stood at the mountain's base, contemplating the precar...
The Story of Golden, the Girl with Bleached-blond Dreadlocks, and the Three Behrs -Cinner There once was a young woman called Golden. She wore dreadlocks. She was often called "Goldenlocks" because she had bleached her dreadlocks blond, and because it was too good a chance for people with droll senses of humour to miss since everyone knew the story of Gold...
I always wondered why most animals cannot see colours. Why should colours be reserved only for humans? Perhaps, I thought, if smells make our life more palatable and music gives voice to the unspoken, then colours are our guardians against the prosaic. It may be that colour is our last refuge in the face of mortality. We die, yes, but not in a grey world. We...
There was once a pretty young woman who lived in a small village. The villagers called her Little Golden, for even in the flower of womanhood she stood only five feet tall, her body was thin and lithe, her hair was golden, and she had a shining demeanor that pleased everyone around her. Despite her reputation for innocence and naivete, she had, in fact, a ra...
EDUCATIONAL REFORM Skjold "Golden Arm" Odinsson was late to his class on Diffeomorphic Transformations of Nonlocal Semi-Logical Quasi-Riemannian Manifolds. Again. He tried to enter the lecture hall as unobtrusively as possible. Not an easy task given the circumstances. He took his usual seat directly behind the girl with the golden cornsilk hair. She turne...
Natasha had just finished taking a shower and had just got out of the bath. Whilst she was drying herself she suddenly had a naughty idea. She was bursting for a pee and rather than going to sit on the loo why didn't she squat her buttocks over the edge of the bath and take a piss there instead. Dropping the towel to the floor, Natasha gingerly lowered her w...
Happy New Year, everyone! Thanks to Devir Ginator for his assistance in editing and everything that he does. It's much appreciated! Thanks to all of you readers as well for voting, commenting and sending feedback. You're awesome! **** Ray helped Staci place an assortment of paper plates on the island in her kitchen. They were using it as the refreshment...
All characters are over the age of 18 unless stated otherwise. Thanks for all the comments, feedback and votes. ***** Friday "This is nice, Bobby." Marybeth says as the pair is led to a booth at Milano's Italian Restaurant. "You, uh... still like Italian right?" Bobby asks as he's handed a menu. "I love it!" she answers enthusiastically. "How'd you...
All characters are 18 years old unless otherwise stated. Thanks for everyone's patience between parts. I appreciate all the comments, feedback and votes. I'd like to give a big thanks to a real life Jessica for helping keep me on point while I write and again to Devir Ginator for all his help. You both are awesome! And we now return you to your regula...
Opening her blurry eyes, Alice propped herself up on an elbow trying to shake the small wave of nausea that swept through her stomach. Sitting up on her knees, she rubbed her eyes in earnest trying to get her vision to clear. When she lowered her hands she noticed things beginning to come into focus. The white nothingness she had fallen through was gone and...