Vose sem saber recebe um convite para ir para uma ilha de luxo com tudo pago. Depois de pessar um pouco vosse lembra-se que voce tinha participado num concurso que tinhas visto numa revista. Então tu começas a preparar a tua mala para ires de Ferias a ilha.What's next? Josh, um estudante Add a new chapter...
For those of you who ever have the fortune (or misfortune) of sliding from your own world to a parallel reality, you're going to notice a lot of differences. At least that's been my experience. One of the odd things to me was that a lot of the people I knew (personally and otherwise) in my old world were in this one as well. Except different. Take myself, fo...
Chapter 28 Cat's Cradle Although it was only forty miles as the crow flies, it took Shane more than an hour and a half to drive out Los Feliz Boulevard south of Griffith Park to Glendale to pick up the 5 to get to the 134 and then east all the way out to San Dimas on the 210, also known as the Foothill Freeway, nestled at the base of Glendora Mountain. It m...
Simone's dark eyes focused on the lead singer as he stood front and center on the platform strumming his guitar. Broad shoulders, slender hips. Tall, lanky, not too thin. She liked what she saw. Rick Carver had chiseled features with soft blue gray eyes and chestnut wavy hair that fell tenuously across his strong brow. With a voice like crushed velvet, he...
"She's a killer queen,gunpowder, gelatine.Dynamite with a laser beam.Guaranteed to blow your mind.ANYTIME!Recommended at the price,insatiable in appetites.WANNA TRY?"-Queen, "Killer Queen" Lords of Acid's "Lover Boy/Lover Girl" blasted from inside the club. Julie Andrews, no relation to the actress of the same name, stood outside; watching everyone get turn...
"And you see a girl's brown body, dancing through the turquoise, And her footprints make you follow where the sky loves the sea. And when your fingers find her, she drowns you with her body, Carving deep blue ripples in the tissues of your mind." -Cream, "Tales of Brave Ulysses" The Sun shone through the open balcony doors into the bedroom of the castle. It...
This story takes place three weeks after "The Day Before The Day." "She keeps Moët et Chandon In her pretty cabinet. 'Let them eat cake, ' she says, just like Marie Antoinette. A built-in remedy for Khrushchev and Kennedy. At any time an invitation you can't decline." -Queen, "Killer Queen" The Sun shone through the open balcony doors into the bedroom of t...
After my in-laws arrived for a night of baby-sitting, I climbed the stairs to the second floor. My wife, Helena, was standing nude in the bathroom while blow drying her hair. She had just gotten out of the shower and left the door wide open. Fog clouded the mirror as I took in her flawless form. Two child births hadn't done her body any wrong. Her ass was st...
Disclaimer: Yes, we know this drill all too well. We know I don't own a single iota of any of the gorgeous gals of DOA XTreme Beach Volleyball. None of them, nor one stitch of the dazzling swimsuits they prance around in so prettily...Ahem! Anyway. It's me, JohnB73, back with more fanfiction fun! This is part 2 of 3, and I have a couple of ideas regarding an...
I like to think of myself as a master of exploitation. Others will call me a bitch, a whore, or just plain evil. But my interference in the affairs of others is minimal; its victims further extend the problems I cause. Many solutions present themselves, but are neither explored nor realized. I feel no sympathy, and remain far from empathy. I only feel joy fo...