Chapter 1: Heading Out Throughout the years, there have been many stories, books, and movies with the theme of being stranded in the wilderness. Swiss Family Robinson (Disney-ized version of the theme), The Blue Lagoon (with a young Brooke Shields), Cast Away (with Tom Hanks and that annoying volleyball), and the reality type shows Survivor and Lost. It was...
"Fucking webslinger, get your crotch outa my face or I'll tear it apart!" Komodo was baring his fangs at Spinner. Spinner was, as always, hanging down from a beam, his crotch directly in front of Komodo's nose. And he had a boner. Nice. Leaning against the bar, I watched the action. "Come on, big boy, we all know you want this bone," Spinner taunted, swing...
Author's Note: This is the first chapter to a story I have been working on. I've got about fifteen thousand words going, with about five and a half chapters done. The goal is to publish, but wanted to post the first chapter up to prove I'm not dead. All Characters are Eighteen Years of Age or older. ----- I liked what I saw when I looked in the mirror....
Fast forward three months...... It had taken a couple of days for me to come to grip with my 'mini' gangbang on that night at the club. Oh, there were no recriminations from Jack, none at all......it was I who had difficulty dealing with the truth of my slutty behavior that night. The truth was that I had no remorse about it. None. And that was the struggl...
The "Sarge" wasn't really active any more in the service. He did some consulting now and then, and he had a favored group of cronies that he played poker with. All in all, almost a stereotypical, brusque, older military man type. With a few "quirks," as Dan had noted. Things were staying quiet at the Winnebago's site, for which Anthony was glad. Anna seem...
Jim Nelson sat on the sofa waiting for his wife of sixteen years to come down the stairs. She had just come home from "working late" again, for the third time this week. The bad thing was this was less than the usual for the last seven months. Late hours, multiple out of town trips and "Girls Nights Out" happened all too regularly. That combined with the...
We lost the election, and we weren't being gracious about it. The gloomy "victory" party ended hours ago and the two dozen or so of us campaign workers who hadn't stormed off into the night sat in small clusters along the walls of the hotel bar. From a raised platform near the front of the room, a DJ wearing unnecessary sunglasses broadcast some Taylor Swif...
Copyright Darkest Fancies 2004 This story may not be retransmitted in any form, in whole or in part, without the express written consent of the author. * Chapter One: "The One" ~Shakira "Oh yeah! Now that's the way to do it!" Rio's voice drifted through the empty house. Sitting back on her heels, she looked down and smiled with utter satisfaction. "Few t...
It took about two seconds flat of you walking through the door of the café to know that you were not a local. This was hardly something new; we get Chicago people breezing in all of the time. They seemed to waltz in, size up our country atmosphere, sneer a little and proceed to hold court at a table in the back room. But you were different. Something in the...
Elise ran her fingers through her hair. "Look, Mike," she said, skewering the unhappy young man sitting in front of her with her glare, "this is your screw-up, and now you have to fix it. I need to rely on you when you say you'll get something done, now more than ever. So find me sets to rent for Turandot or plan on making them yourself." "Yeah, yeah, I'm o...