Things in this story are not canon. They are not meant to be. I do hope you enjoy it. (There is a "Terms explained" at the end of the chapter for unfamiliar words, language translation, and specific term usage.) This is the beginning of Æiristus' (drow) and Silwynn's (sylvan elf) story - it has more of an erotic lean to it now than originally intend...
The moon was full tonight, its light illuminating the world beneath, though the village on the coast still had torches out. The flames flickered in the night around the edges, hoping to hold the evil spirits of the land away from their homes. So far from any cities or towns, the machinations of civilization had yet drive away the legends of old. Just beyond...
I've been a gynecologist for several years now. I love the female body, and all it's splendor. The curve of flesh riding over muscle, and the sweet aroma that a woman gives off when she is at her sexual peak. I love the sensual and sexual arousal that women give me, and most times, it's not so hard doing my job, but other times, it's down right cruel, unjust...
The world seemed in never ending turmoil as the decade of the 60's drew to a close. Vietnam was an ongoing war and the peace movement was in full swing. Woodstock was fresh in everyone's memory having provided our generation with the hope that as we graduated high school we could actually affect change in a world of unchanging politicians and nineteenth-cent...
Would, as always, appreciate it if people take those couple of extra seconds to vote for the story and of course make suggestions for what they feel would improve the story these are especially welcome as is all feed back good, bad or indifferent The Story was written for Adora who was kind enough to send her photographs as a staring point. A Breakdown Lea...
LUCI'S, EROTIC PHONE CALL TO HER HUSBAND, WHILE SHE IS OVERSEAS. Once again, tremendous thanks to The Big Bopper (he also writes here) for all his editing, encouragement and advice. While I am away, with my work, my husband likes to call me, so that I can talk sexy to him. It turns him on, and it can even get to me. I quite enjoy them, I know he likes them...
My father in law, Frank, came to live with us two years after his wife died. He said he just had too many memories at his home, and would love to have more company, so he sold his place and moved into our pool house. It was nice for me as well, since my husband is gone so much. I adored Franks company. He has always acted more like a buddy than an in law....
Alone, again, on his birthday. Another year had passed as many have. The obese, lazy cat, the dog and he were celebrating by sitting around the living room watching MASH reruns. Of course, maybe next year, she would be there. His heart leapt at the thought. He glanced at the wall clock and was dismayed to find it was nearly 4:30 p.m. He had expected to hear...
Funerals are necessarily emotionally charged. Whenever I attend one, I notice that grief and sorrow bring out strong feelings in people. Especially when we are burying a husband, women tend to be very susceptible to powerful feelings, whether of grief or otherwise. I keep a lookout for women greeting each other in these gatherings. Unfailingly I spot those...
It was a hot and humid day in August and I sat on my couch in the living room reading a book and drinking a cold glass of sun tea. I was periodically distracted by glimpses of my beautiful girlfriend as she bounced around our yard weeding and watering her plants. She had been working out there for a while, in her crop top tee and a pair of tight athletic sho...