SIX Matilda McBride served lunch on the deck of her rough sawn timber-clad home that overlooked the Milton River, only half a mile upstream of the falls that gave the town its name. Easily the most vivacious widow in Milton Falls over the age of fifty, Matilda was dressed in a wildly splashed pink, yellow and green colored shirt and tight jeans that reveal...
I hate it when it snows here in Austin. Texican's never know how to properly drive in the snow and all of the hills around here make things just that much worse. Too many fools think they can still drive sixty plus in a thirty zone and then get surprised when they brake at the last second as usual and end up plowing into someone or something else less moveab...
"You know," I said, "I've worked out what the problem was with that movie." "Do tell," Nina commanded. "It was theoretically a good film," I said, "that's why they make us watch it, after all. It was well-structured, and the design was mathematically perfect, and you could count all the references to Freud and the quotes from silent-era classics and stuff....
(c) Copyright 2002 I prowled the hotel lobby like a jungle cat, nerves a-tingle and senses alert, waiting impatiently for the moment to come that had been so long awaited. The moment when all the promises of the past two months would either be realized or abandoned. Would she show? Would she have the guts to go through with it? Only time would tell, and ti...
Rachael sat on the train, deep in thought staring out of the window. The rush hour commuters were jockeying for their normal carriage for the Friday night journey home to a weekend away from the drudgery of their jobs. She, meanwhile, was going to spend the weekend in the country with her new boyfriend. To be correct, she was going to his parent's country h...
Author's note: There's a lot of demon/elf action in this chapter. If that's not your bag, you might want to move on. Thanks for the supportive messages concerning the story so far and I'm sorry about the extended break between chapters. Life can get busy, you know? ***** Chapter 12 - Dayna Dayna leaned on her elbows, peering closely at the map spread on t...
I grew up in small town America, very small town in fact. Our population was less than one thousand, way less. A few historic buildings and only one stoplight gave our main street a touch of small town charm. The kind of charm that attracted much needed tourists to boost the local economy. Nestled in a remote valley, the tiny town was surrounded by small fa...
It took another full day to reach the outskirts of Kavardya. It was a sprawling city, spread out between the area's geography. Sheer cliffs of jagged black rock rose up in menacing formations on all sides. The castle lair of the Queen was inside of one of the smaller ones, it's hundreds of stained glass windows looking out of the rocks onto the city below. M...
Brutally fucking Eimi Yoshikawa for over six hours straight just wasn't fun anymore. If her cunt felt anything like my cock did, she lived in a world of hurt. My prick felt raw, the skin rubbed off by her greedy, tight twat. Eimi, or Ember as I called her, always felt snug, and not just because my cock had girth to spare. She'd been a virgin when I met her....
Cynthia sipped her juice. "What will you do now?" she asked. Her face showed concern. I had called Cynthia to talk about what I had planned. It had taken me a long time to decide calling her at all. We sat in a small deli close to the Park. In the street the first wet snow was chased by the wind. It was a Saturday afternoon. "I have met with an attorney...