We rose all day in silence and no matter how many time I stole a glance at my captain I never found her looking back. We paused briefly at Djose to rest the Chocobos and break the day's fast in silence as well. Both Syven and Lucil seemed perfectly content with the quiet but I had already lost count of the number of times I'd had to bite my tongue. I found t...
14. Taming Matombo The next morning, the new mares were surprised to see their breasts swollen and heavy. They were brought to the milking shed, where ten new machines had been installed. The mares lined up and waited for their turn to be milked, talking excitedly about the novelty. Almost seventy pints were extracted from their perky, turgid breasts. Lin...
I'm 49; an artist, photographer, owner and manager of a small ego. My studio is in the renovated barn of my inheritance: a rambling collection of farmhouse and associated buildings in rural Norfolk. The farm had been in my family's hands since the 1700s. My father had run it as a mixed arable and dairy concern and I had worked on it as only a farmer's child...
This is my first submission and attempt at giving my writing skills a challenge. A big thanks goes out to ghostdaddy27 for editing my work and the advice about the story. On that note, Enjoy. Any constructive comments, positive and negative, are appreciated. ***** Capt. Johnathan Saunders sat bolt upright in his bed when he heard someone knocking on...
CHAPTER 1 Rudely belching, Russell Matthews held up a finger signalling for another beer and Rosie with pink cheeks and a wide bottom arrived at the thick oak table and leaned over to deliver the pint of ale. "Nice titties Rosie." She pouted and said then why didn't had attempt to play with them like other regulars and he said she was too young for the li...
A big 'Thank You' to Mr. Wolf for his editing and making this a much better read. Each year, Earth Day marks the anniversary of what many consider the birth of the modern environmental movement. Earth Day 1970 capitalized on the emerging consciousness, channeling the energy of the anti-war protest movement and putting environmental concerns front and center...
Prologue: This is a romance and my first attempt at writing fiction. It started off as a story idea for Earth Day but writing it and deciding to post it held it up for a while. Many thanks primarily to Dinsmore and also Techsan for patience and expert help and advice with edits and writing. As per usual, the characters are invented and bear no intentional re...
Tuesday, August 12, 2014: Life was good! After a weekend of rainy, misty weather, the sun was shining, and it was warm but not as muggy as eastern Kentucky can get, as my wife and I were sitting on our west-facing screened-in porch, drinking ice-cold lemonade and admiring the lowering sun in the distance. The sun would set in the "notch" between the two mou...
Thomas rode onto his new property around mid day on a cold January day. His future plans were thrown into turmoil and his last chance at any future. His new home and business was also a new start for him as well. Thomas was now free of his father's rule, and had talked him into handing over some of the families land to him. Thomas liked to think it was his f...
Author's Note: I'd like to thank my editor, Rip_isback, for his expert editing and advice. * I had just gotten home from work; I had a hellacious day at the office. I walked in the house and see my wife Robbin working at the kitchen table. "That's it!" I exclaimed. "I'm so sick of dealing with this shit. That fuckwad Marvin is busting my balls again ove...