"Judges, lawyers, and politicians have a license to steal. We don't need one." ~ Carlo Gambino As the limousine rolled silently down the road, Vitto was in deep thought. Looking out the passenger window he smiled to himself. That Anthony kid had caught him by surprise. That rarely ever happened. Of course, it's not every day a father learns there is a young...
Daniel wakes surrounded by the stench of blood and vomit with the cold fluids pooling around his body. Awakening suddenly to the stench Daniel sits up and his world begins to spin as more bile builds up in his throat. Leaning forward as much as he can Daniel spews his stomach contents on the stained asphalt of the alleyway, blood and chunks of what can only...
I must find her in all this carnage. She can't be dead. I don't care what I saw. I must see it with my own eyes. I must see it to know the truth. I pierce through the air like a ship launching through the atmosphere. I arrive where it happened. Where that monster took her from me. Withered husks litter the ground, but there's only one that grabs my attenti...
If you enjoy this offering then show it by giving it a vote. If you find that it lacks something then give your opinion by sending a comment. thank you. * If Danny had been born an Indian he would have been called 'Shit for Luck'. Danny was so sure that God had to be fucking with him that he considered asking the guard for a Bible. That is the only thing...
My name is Annjanette. I'm 27 years old, a college graduate, have a decent job, live on my own, and have friends who like me. But as my Dad often said to me when I was younger (and even just a few weeks ago), "Annjanette, sometimes you're not the sharpest tool in the shed." In all self-honesty, I know he's right - at least sometimes, as he says. Case in poi...
The Young Riders is owned by MGM. This story is for entertainment purposes only, not for personal profit. The Young Riders and all the characters therein belong to MGM. The Young Riders is a T.V. show that ran from 1989-1991 about the 18 month span of the pony express. This story is set about seven years after the end of the pony express. If you don't kn...
When they hit the road again, the morning after, the medic was praying for not to meet anyone. He was tired of shooting first and thinking later. It was the only way to do, in a war situation: just think how to shoot, who shoots and who reloads, and then shoot and nothing more. But he was sick and tired to shoot, that was all. Because it was not so nice to t...
I'd like to tell you folks that I'm the president of a large corporation, but I can't do it without lying to you. I won't do that, because I was raised to always tell the truth. I'm just a gardener from Idaho, it doesn't take a lot of brains, but it's good hard honest work. I don't mind the work so much, but it doesn't pay worth a shit. I've got a job interv...
We knew it was going to be a different world. It was also immediately obvious Linda and I had over packed. Our first stroll down Duvall revealed to us amazing body art, amazing tits, amazing attitude. We knew we were in our element. The crowd was not the loud, mostly obnoxious college crowd we had encountered at Mardi Gras, but an older, laid back group. We...
I would like to thank anyone who will read this and hope that you enjoy it. Truthfully this story was inspired by a friend that my mother did run around with since before I was born and the character is a real close comparison. She's still out there somewhere, so where ever you are, this one's for you. I would also like to take this time to thank TallMan for...