Joshua walked down the stairs from the plane and toward the two vehicles parked a few steps away in the hanger. There was a beautiful young woman, tall, brunette, dressed in a dark skirted suit and white shirt and tie, standing next to the car. He strode up to her and asked "Where am I going?" She smiled. "I'm to take you to the house." "Very good." They s...
Jumanji "A game for those who seek to find a way to leave their world behind. You roll the dice to move your token, doubles get another turn. The first player to reach the end wins." Adventurers Beware: "Do not begin unless you intend to finish. The exciting consequences of the game will vanish only when a player has reached Jumanji and called...
"Moose Tracks" Charles knocked at Theresa's door. He banged on it a few more times before Emma called her. "Theresa? Are you in there? We are on the hunt! The Flasher struck again!" "Are you serious??" Theresa opened the door with an aqua robe on her. She fumed a she blew her hair over her head. "Why the hell would he want to take more pictures of us?" "L...
Angel's meeting is not what she expected. Abbie pulls into the parking lot of Java Joes, a tiny coffee shop in one of the shittiest areas of downtown. I'm surprised it hasn't gone out of business by now and I sit for several moments trying to figure out how it hasn't, more to just distract my mind than because I actually care anything about this shithole....
Author's Notes: 'A Shepherd Afield' is a continuation of 'A Shepherd in France' which continued the story of 'The Shepherd of Ashburn Court'. Minimal effort is made in this tale to explain the backstory so please read the other stories first. All characters engaging in sexual relationships or activities are 18 years old or older. ******** Chapter 1 Ther...
The first time I laid eyes on Rama Abdel-Masih, I was mesmerized. I mean, I was walking through the Rideau Shopping Center with my boys, Timothy and Dalton, one Saturday night, and when I saw her I just froze, man. I see pretty girls all the time, don't get me wrong. I simply wasn't used to seeing tall, majestic ladies in hijabs and regal long robes. With he...
Two days before Halloween, Mick Newhart woke to the tumble of the Mediterranean Sea on the French Rivera shore below his hotel window, the scent of seaweed, salt, and brioche wafting through the open window, while the light in the room edged from pure darkness to deepest violet blue. He had been sleeping fitfully, a feeling of impending dread unshakable abou...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
Chapter 6 – Brian and the Skipper We made it back to Manly Cove with time to spare and I even managed to get my bra back on straight. We went to the upper deck again, but this time we weren't alone; there were a few couples already outside enjoying the summer evening and cuddling in the seats along the rail, so we separated into the toilets to tidy up...