"Men surrender by lifting their hands, women surrender by lifting their knees." - Warlord Voodoo The Congo. A terrain of deep valleys covered in thickets, vines and jungle brush which services the meanderings of the indigenous wild life. Great forest trees and miles of jungle greenery are home to a myriad of wild life, some benign, some treacherous. On thi...
Welcome back readers, thanks for coming on this journey with me. I know it's been a while, but life has been, well interesting of late. By my count this is the 17th chapter in what was supposed to be a three or four chapter story, and it's still not quite done. Well, the second part isn't done, obviously since these last few chapters were originally epilogue...
The next morning I awoke feeling better than I have all week. I wasn't tired like I was yesterday. I wasn't worried about my work. I felt great I had two people in my life that love me unconditionally. Life couldn't get any better. I stretched like a cat just waking from her nap. Both Pam and Glenda where gone I heard the shower running. So I knew one or b...
Chapter 21: Arion I woke up in Hera's bed with her naked body pushing into my side. This is a dangerous thing to do to a man with a piss fat as she found out when I turned her over and ploughed into her without as much as a tweak of a nipple or a rub of her twat. She didn't need it, she was dripping wet. "Why is it we always start our fucks with a violent...
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Chapter 11 - The Story of Lorrie = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = I begged Michael to let me write this part of the story. I was taking creative writing in school when all of this went down and, so, I think the story needs my touch. So yes, I was completely in puppy love with Michael at this point. I was also a virgin, t...
My Uncle, J.D. Spencer, passed away last month and left me his Antebellum Estate outside of Aiken, South Carolina. Julius Daniel Spencer, M.D. was a psychologist and the great, great, great, great grandson of George Washington Spencer. Each successive heir in the Spencer family took over the Marital Institute that G.G.G.Great Uncle George founded before the...
Chapter Five Awana had sent Druna to inform the head of her tribe of their imminent arrival. The squire had returned with good news: Simona and Artemisia were already in the village, and to honor the Amazons the chief had decided to organize a day of competitions and dances. The column was marching behind Rodrigo and Awana, with the soldiers at its sides....
Nikki couldn't stop smiling as she led Charles to the cabin. Her fingers and lips tingled. She felt like a child whose parents had given her permission to the very thing that none of the other kids could do, the thing that had consumed her thoughts for such a long time that part of her felt like she'd already experienced it. And yet, nervousness accompanie...
"The FHA inspector's here for your meetin', Hal," said the secretary over my cell phone. I was away from the office, checking on foundation work done that week in a 100 home government-funded housing development my company was building in Tennessee for victims displaced by Gulf Coast hurricanes. This was the third Friday meeting I'd had with the inspector...
"He now felt glad at having suffered sorrow and trouble, because it enabled him to enjoy so much better all the pleasure and happiness around him..." –The Ugly Duckling, Hans Christian Andersen, 1844 ******************* My warm-hearted husband has always had a habit of picking up strays. I suppose that's one of the endearing things that attracted me to Do...