The shaman's home was a mound of dirt and rock and grass set against the hill. There was a rambling collection of accoutrements strewn about. From the twisted branches of the junipers hung skulls. Deer, squirrel, coyote. There was a bucket and ladle beside the door, a coil of rope and pile of flint chips as if some ancient stone tool were being constructed....
After that I just saved the file to the cloud. I had the germ of a plan to make them all suffer. I just had to have an alibi for when the shit came down. One of the central questions I needed to answer was if I wanted to be present when hell rained down on them or whether I needed plausible deniability. The nasty plan I was dreaming up could net me years in...
This story does not contain any hard core sex. If that is what you are looking then please continue on to the next story. ****************************************************** Lisa was voted to girl most likely to become a swimsuit model in high school. She was tall at 5'10" and slender and the guys, and even some of the girls, loved her long, slender le...
Note to Reader: Any similarity to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. *** Garie Hillman called her friend Angie to invite her to lunch on Wednesday. They made arrangements to meet at a Mexican restaurant near work. Garie was waiting for Angie at a table eating chips and salsa. When Angie arrived, Garie got up to hug her friend. "It's so nice to...
One Tit Bride Copyright Oggbashan July 2015/June 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. Asha is a work colleague in the same comp...
This started as the introductory scene for a novella twenty times longer. I gutted it because I didn't like where it made up its mind to go. Afterward, I realized this was a complete story—beginning, middle, and an ending—on its own, albeit a very short one. Which isn't to say that we won't see Glenn again in a serialized set of stories of which this would...
Author's Note #1: This is a continuation of 'Pam's Shemale Experience' from the Transsexuals/Crossdressers category. Although reading those stories is not necessary to appreciate this one, it will enhance the experience. Either way, enjoy. ***** The splashing in the hotel pool provided an aural backdrop as John read his Kindle, learning about the history...
First a little about me. I am a single father who recently turned forty-five years old. I am not a gym rat but I do keep myself in decent shape. I am 6'0" tall and tip in at a flat 200 pounds. I have shoulder length blonde hair, blue eyes, and usually have a pretty good tan as I live close to the beach and also have my own backyard pool. I spend a considerab...
It began when I was deployed last year. Fortunately I was sent to Louisiana and not overseas. Still, being 16+ hours from my wife, whom I had been with for four years, was not an easy pill to swallow. Thankfully Nikki surprised me with some sexy pictures to help "get me through." She said she'd rather I fantasize about her than some porn star on the Internet...
After cleaning ourselves off, me washing off my makeup and retrieving my cloths. Beth coached me through applying my makeup. "This is definitely going to take some practice Beth. It's more of an art form then I could have ever imagined." I say fretting over my appearance. "Yes, it will take some practice but I'm sure you will get the hang of it and until...