This is a continuation of the previous two quite brief chapters which you ought to read to get the full sense of this one. I hope you enjoy it. * And so it did indeed continue. One Saturday evening I was round her place watching football on the telly. My team doesn't normally do very well but they had won a big game that afternoon against the league leade...
The crash of thunder jarred Trudy MacKaye out of her sleep and before she could turn over to see the time on the bedside clock rain danced heavily against the window as if in a desperate attempt to get inside. She liked to lie in bed and listen to the rain and snuggled deeper under the covers. It reminded her of the first night she lay in this bedroom some 3...
To kick things off, I'll explain a little about me first then get straight in to what occurred on the night in question. My name is Szabyna, but everyone calls me Sabi. In fact everyone calls me Sabi the slut. A name I am very proud to bear as I know I certainly earned it. I'm of Polish descent with a slight accent, that most men find very sexy. Top that o...
It all started in High School, I suppose. It was then that I learned I wasn't like most of the other boys. My growth spurt hit me early, and puberty proved profoundly beneficial. I shot up to well over six feet as a young teenager, and that helped propel me into varsity basketball even as a freshman. My height wasn't the only blessing puberty bestowed on...
It was summer and oppressively hot. A job landed in Craig's, lap; he received a request for a focus group to taste wine. Craig a marketing consultant gets jobs like this all the time. He remembered a friend that has house in the hills that he rented before and thought that it would be a good place for his tasting session. While not running away from disease,...
Eva's work at her previous job, a beach club in eastern Florida called The Wizard, had ended abruptly and full of embarrassment when she found herself trapped on a ladder being exposed to horny drunk men. Departing her job, Eva barely said farewell to her coworkers, assuming that people were laughing at her unusual predicament. In fact, many of Eva's coworke...
"Prolog" A shadowy figure lurks behind a large oaken desk. The light from his cigar burned brightly, but his face, shrouded in darkness. On the other side of the table a young woman wearing military garb sitting confidently. She spoke with authority to the shadowy figure. "Supreme Commander, Poshterim is ours! The Autocrats have fled, we have control of ev...
Joseph Roswell was an ordinary boy. He wasn't a jock, the valedictorian, or the cool kid who had the best parties after the football game. He had wanted to be an astronaut or a millionaire or a famous singer when he was little, but he would never be those things. Life wasn't cruel to him -- just mundane. He knew he wasn't going to be able to woo and screw...
*Ulric and his girls are barely back on their journey, and the next trouble begins. * 37 - Deep Tunnel 'A couple of humans, a pig orc, and two bloodwolves.' Grandell drummed his thick orc fingers on the heavy wooden table in the old farmhouse he and his men occupied, and pondered the price for killing the party that Tarrence requested. 'What's with that...
Copyright Oggbashan January 2020 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. +++ "Sandy! Your Geoff didn't do anything, even when I was help...