Chapter 04 Long Live Magus Khan A very, long, long time ago in Asia Ran closed his eyes and called his animal spirit, the hawk, for its assistance. Suddenly it soared in the darkness behind his closed eye lids. Can I save the Khan? One long screech; negative. "Damn it!" Can I defeat Magara? Three loud screeches; positive Show me what I must do. Ran s...
Hey guys! Sorry it took me a while to update, I've been super busy. I read a lot of your comments and after finally reading 'Light's! Camera! Action!' I see where you're all coming from. I promise you though, no plaugurism was intended and after reading this one, you'll notice that too. I hope you enjoy it! Sorry if there are any gramatical mistakes, especia...
Part 6 Emma joins in with Mike and the Thai girls, but they don't, quite, fuck. After Mike's trip to Saudi, somehow, and he had no real idea how or why, things progressed quickly. Contracts were prepared, plans were agreed, meetings took place and, suddenly, it all began to happen. The German and Saudi money came through, the deal was agreed in principle...
It's in the blood, this passion that I have for baseball. It all started on an oppressively humid August day in central Alabama, when I was all of four years old. I was sitting on Aunt Roberta's porch, two houses down from my own, dressed in a gingham dress and enjoying a tea party with Lily, my favorite rag doll. Aunt Roberta had noticed a yellow-jacket ne...
Jeff circled the flying carpet slowly, gazing down at the city and the gleaming marble palace in its center from high above. If what he had learned in Kardis was true, this was the end of his long journey of rescue: Bette and Elvira had been bought as slaves by this petty king, hardly more than a pirate and bandit himself. "Well, Giton- I guess it's showt...
It was almost four weeks before my new orders came through. The US Army was sending me to Germany. I really didn't care where they sent me; I just wanted to get as far away from my wife and daughter as possible. I know it sounds cold and harsh to not want anything to do with what should be the most important people in your life but I did not feel personally...
Part 1: The Camp We crossed the cattle guard over the stream and pulled up at the gate. I stepped out of the pickup and took the keys to the padlock. The tractor trail on the other side looked like it had recently been sprayed with weed killer, so I knew the neighbor Dad paid to keep the property up was keeping the bargain. In the winter this was a huntin...
This is the second in a long series of stories in which our heroine, Kate, looks back on some of her more memorable sexual adventures as she tries to decide whether she is a slut. ***** It had been a long day of meetings in Chicago followed by a four hour flight back to San Francisco, so it was late, perhaps 11:00 p.m., when I walked in the door of my ho...
I first saw her at the new convenience store on the corner of the new bypass and Walnut Road. I had stopped in to get a six pack and as I walked through the door, she greeted me almost as if she knew me. I couldn’t help but smile. She had that kind of effect on me. She was almost as tall as I am and I stand six feet even. She was young but it was hard to te...
Sunset in the Mojave. Next to their battered Wagoneer, my friends Barry and Marta squat on their hams finishing the dinner dishes - scraping the remains of my notorious pineapple venison chili onto a sun-burnished rock. Tomorrow the ants will have a feast. Marta's friend Wendy, a woman I'd never met until this morning, kneels near our small fire a few yards...