The SS Fountain of Youth had a very prosperous year. Delilah and Patrick decided to celebrate by throwing a Y2K party for the crew. This gala will be a masquerade party where everyone was to dress in costume. The crew is to wear costumes that relate to people in fiction. As this party and all others have been before, sex will be the main theme. The party wa...
We were married for two years. We had grown together in the same city. While I was pursuing a post graduation course in Physics, my wife ANA was attending the adjoining arts college. Ours was a relationship known and approved by our parents. On completion of my course, I joined a government project. Soon after we were married. I was posted at the headquarter...
The juggler acknowledged the applause of his exalted audience by bowing deeply in the direction of the High Table. Then he gathered his balls and his torches, from which black wisps of smoke still curled, and left the Great Hall via the long velvet curtain that screened the further archway. The King, muffling a yawn, turned to his left, and whispered to hi...
Garn, the warrior king of Lamrick, was sent to slay a foul beast that was terrorizing one of his towns. He traveled for many days before reaching his destination, the cave of Szrash. He prepared for battle and entered the cave. He walked for what seemed like forever until reaching a large cavern deep within the cave. In the center of the cavern on a platform...
© copyright, Raymond Descheneaux, 2019 * Al-Kharijah is a wealthy principality that has, on occasion, aroused the envy of rival kingdoms who accordingly have invaded our land. It is for this reason that all of our boys are trained as warriors, for a strong army is our main defense. During the course of the fighting, a lowborn soldier may prove to be as val...
"Very impressive." The pleased voice of Sylvanas Windrunner broke the tense silence within her personal quarters inside Grommash Hold. Today was the day she would finalize her personal guard from the Kor'kron. The stacked warchief stood in front of a muscular line of orcs, arms folded under her bosom with one long elven eyebrow raised in admiration. In front...
Cowritten by Alfie Quinn -- That night, Augustus slept like a dead man, his bed a tangle of sheets and limbs that belonged to at least ten individuals stuck out at odd angles. As the first rays of the rising sun slipped through a gap in the heavy curtains however, a gentle but firm hand reached into the mass of slick and sticky flesh and managed to find...
Peace is a precious thing. I reminded myself of that as I looked over the village. Mud and thatch huts rose from the hot, muddy sand, shading their occupants from the wrath of the sun goddess. In between, scraggly green weeds grew on and around the tan dirt paths, which had beaten down by hundreds of bare feet over the ages. Wherever there was soft dirt, t...
It was early evening and Ed said we should go out for a drink. I asked him what was I supposed to wear and he told me I should wear the skirt with the slits up the sides and the crop top. The skirt had no buttons; it was made of a jersey type material. I pulled the skirt on and saw I needed to wear it low on my hips. It wasn't as short as the other skirt I h...
May 7, 1922 My pen shakes as I write these words, my mind and body exhausted from what I have just witnessed, my spirit exultant in discovering the pleasures never before imagined in my experiences. Despite my doctoral degree in anthropology, nothing in my brief, but fulfilling academic career, or my studies in the Saru Islands, prepared me for what just oc...