Wednesday dawned bright and clear. Nancy was mildly thankful, since she wasn't sure Imogene's car could climb their hill if the road was wet. She bathed and washed her hair, and switched the TV on to watch Jerry Springer, while she shaved her legs and her nail polish dried. She fixed a Screwdriver with just a light splash of vodka to sip on while Jerry roast...
Many thanks to Techsan for editing this story. * An old saying says, "Some engagements end happy and others with marriage." For eight years after my marriage I was convinced that I was a lucky guy who had succeeded in finding the perfect combination of happiness and marriage. Then I had serious doubts. My wife Ellinore and I were a couple with quite diffe...
This is kinda long, but worth it I hope, and very different from my previous stories. I wanted to explore how you would bring yourself to ask for punishment and how a caring person might respond to a request for masochistic punishment. The female character is very strong despite needing punishment but it's from a male perspective. I've never done that before...
BROCK "...I don't know what is custom for Highlanders, or royalty, but in the tribes—in the Terdini anyway—well, the Protaki as well, and those of the Northern Pines... goddamn it." I growled to myself, took a deep breath, and tried again. "My queen, Yavara. I know that I am unworthy... no, confidence, Brock. Yavara—too informal? Confidence. Yavara..." I a...
A Girl called Areola and her sister called Beaver by Vanessa Evans As usual, it's best if you read the earlier parts before this one. Part 06 Sleepover at Jade's We had no idea what we'd do whilst we were there, or what we'd be expected to wear so we threw a variety of clothes and other things into a small suitcase and put it in the car. Then we spent a...
This story is paired with my story "The Climbing Tree!" For the greater part of the text they are the same story, however the two tales have different outcomes. For the convenience of the reader I have clearly marked the point of divergence, where the individual stories go their separate ways. If the "The Climbing Tree!" is fresh in the reader's mind, they m...
1. November 10, 2003 Kim opened the door of her bedroom hesitantly, and looked around. She sighed. Arnie was out doing the Leukemia run-a-thon, and Becki Lynn was visiting her folks in Maryland today. How did Kim know this? No one spoke directly to her in a conversational tone. And Denny, thank God, was at a Sci-Fi convention. Kim stepped into the hall, a...
This story was co-written by MarshAlien and tickledkitty and is our entry for the 2008 Valentine's Day Story Contest. We hope you enjoy it and welcome feedback. Please don't forget to vote! * "I'll tell you what really frosts my cookies. We're out there 24/7, 365 days a year, busting our cherubic little butts, and we get into December and it's all Santa Cl...
Introduction & Disclaimer YORKSHIRE, ENGLAND, 1984 Can opposites really attract? In the red corner representing the North and the Left is Gary Miller. Gary is employed at a colliery, and the young man knows what it means to struggle in life in the Yorkshire coal mining city where he was born and raised. This is especially true at the moment during a bitte...
Epilogue PRINCESS PRESTIRA TIADOA Being a Highland princess was a lonely ordeal. Though my mother was a "free spirit" and encouraged me to make friends outside of the castle, I couldn't bring myself to do it. A princess had her place, and it was not with the commoners on the street. That was why my only friend was my cousin, Adrianna Straltaira. Adri's m...