*Editing magic performed by KJ24 and Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells* *A frightened Mother Mouse will devour her young; similarly, a frightened culture will devour its future* ***** From the final scene in the cabin in Chapter 10 "I'm begging you; understand that it isn't the end of morality to stay. When the...
(authors note: I was toying with using this as a mini anecdote in either Magnificent Bastard or as a sequel story to the Mix & Match crew. I had different ideas of bedtime stories being told by Jess or Olivia or Rachel while they cuddled with their lover, but in the end I thought it would be a fun exercise to make this anonymous and just a snippet in its own...
The golf club dinner was usually quite boring because by the time the dinner and presentations are over the guys are usually well 'lubricated' and retire to bar, the young people retire to a pub up the road, the older ladies and I sit about over our G&Ts and until its time to take our rather drunk husbands home. However this year the new captain had decided...
A word of thanks to Darkniciad for taking the time and trouble to correct my English. * The air was hot and filled with the familiar smell of baked dust and spices. Laresa knew instantly that she was back in the desert. A quick glance around confirmed she was. "I'm at your command, Mistress." "Wait until you're called, girl. Are you a new slave?" "No,...
The short fat guy was speaking fast as he guzzled his beer from his bottle. In my dream, William Burroughs was working as a hired hand on the farm I grew up on. I'd just got out of a situation working for evil, twisted rednecks where I could not figure out my responsibilities nor what my job was; yet if I didn't get it done I was gonna be in deep shit. Burro...
*This story plays fast and loose with Ancient History and Linguistics; be warned* *Time is not your enemy any more than breathing and your heartbeat are inconvenient* *Editing magic performed by KJ24 and Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells* *There is a bit of mangling of the Iliad going on. I apologize to Homer an...
"Oh Tiresias, the blind Greek prophet of Thebes, who possessed clairvoyant abilities and who turned into a woman for several years, who was condemned to Hyades with his head turned backwards. Could you not have foreseen the calamity I befell? Or were you contempt that I would join you in the state of delirium. How foolish was I, not to believe Cassandra, who...
I am now well over seventy years old, have known a happy and contented married life but have always kept - well hidden - the little diary where I recorded my sexual exploits during by bachelor years. The diary was usually written after the affair was over. In those days, I used it to wank during the lean years overseas when I did not have a partner. This tal...
I was so preoccupied I walked along the sandy, unfamiliar street in a daze. It was around midday and the town was busy, lots of traffic zipping by, beautiful food smells coming from food vendors and the many restaurants along the road, incense, smoke and car fumes, but little of it registered today. I stepped off the curb and almost into the path of a holida...
Tell people that you're from Kazakhstan and they stare at you blankly. Same country Borat claimed to be from in that awful movie, I usually say, groaning inwardly and idiotic smiles immediately follow. Now they get it. Cultural relativity isn't a concept most people in North America can grasp. My name is Rashida Jabayev and I was born in the City of Kentau,...