Quint rode the fence line in the brush. It had been a quiet morning aside from an occasional rabbit, covey of quail, or a stray calf. He had time to think about his time in Afghanistan with constant fear of death, the plight of the poverty stricken farmers, the treachery of the Taliban, and how it different it was from the relative peace and quiet of the Tex...
Jersey Central Railroad Station, Jersey City, New Jersey, 9:55 Am. on Friday, the 26th of August 1947: My family and I had arrived at the station on the Leigh Valley's last morning commuter at 8:59 Am., riding from South Plainfield. I'm Josef von Franz, nineteen years old, graduated Summa cum Laude from Bound Brook High School and an All State Football Runn...
Annoyed, no annoyed wasn't the right word -- fuming, better but still not enough -- totally bloody pissed off, now that sums up exactly how I felt when my general manager finished giving me the good news of what I was due to be doing for the rest of the week in work. I had turned up for work as usual on Wednesday morning expecting a day much like any other....
(Georgia, 1838) "Its official," Daniel Ross spoke in bitter tones. "The removal is going to take place." "There's nothing that can be done?" Dani Ross, his sister asked. Her voice was resigned. She was as intelligent as she was beautiful and knew the answer already. I suppose she was hoping for some surprise that would change everything. "No. The so-calle...
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"We should be there in about a half hour," Peter White said as he turned on the 33 exit ramp of the expressway and began to slow down. He was going to home for his family reunion and was anxious to get the weekend started. He had not been home for some time and was really looking forward to catching up with on the latest births, marriages, divorces and other...
Chapter 1: The End of the Journey **NOTE ONE to all readers**: This will be part of a longer story, with a focus on characters and not just sex. It will try to be more than a stroke story (don't worry, there's still sex). That being said, the sex won't always be lovey-dovey or utterly romantic, so be forewarned. –Enjoy!! **NOTE TWO Pronunciation Guid...
Trying to put something directly into the hands of a hacker was a kin to grabbing a greased pig, in a rainstorm, blindfolded; near impossible and no fun at all. Two days ago the Vatican envoy had shown up unannounced at St. Michael's. "It is imperative that this be delivered to Mr. Simon Lewis Farron as soon as possible," the imposing envoy said to Father D...
Nishant fretted as he looked into his smart phone and read his friend's texts on a chat group. They were poking fun at him. He was in an unusually complex situation. Nishant was single. He wasn't a virgin though. He had dated before, but none of the relationships had been sexually satisfactory in his scheme of things. 'Nish' as his friends called him, had w...
This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially. **** Loving a Unicorn Heartbeat Passage Chapter Two...