2 Making A Dress of Cotton and One of Hemp "There are ruminations and guesses at what the Forgotten Lands used to look like before the God's War. From what few ruins can be found, vast cities of advanced technological construction seem to be a recurring theme, and while one can make certain logical assumptions about how these advances were achieved, no one...
Thanks to the knee doctor for editing assistance. * It was only a twenty-third anniversary, but I was still hoping it would be special. Unfortunately, a last minute business conference threw a monkey wrench into it. I finished packing a bag for the next three days in Baltimore, and sat down to grab a quick bite before leaving. "Marcie, I promise I'll make...
My name is Móirne Moalasarlaí ban Callahan, and I was born and raised on a tiny island in the North Sea called Ceo. I am short and small, with coloring that is normal to Ceo but exotic everywhere else. My complexion is fair, my eyes dark green, my hair the pale gray of mist. On Ceo all women live together apart from the men, who are few. Many women may live...
Authors Note: This is a fictional story and any resemblance to real life is strictly a coincidence. Some of my stories are related, but this is a stand alone story. It involves exhibitionism, teasing, bondage and cuckolding. If this isn't your thing, move along. Otherwise, enjoy. My wife and I have been married for over 30 years. We married right out of hig...
Background - Just a little info about this story and some of my previous submissions, some folks have noticed that a lot of my stories feature a little red head that I always describe in some detail, there is a reason for that, I use as the template for that re-occurring character my own wife. She has been my muse for nearly all these stories as she is the h...
I like to think my problem is a common one. I see TV shows and read magazine articles about it all the time. The "thirty-something" single woman – reasonably attractive, career-oriented, financially stable, active social life...she has it all... Or does she? How many of us are desperately aware that we don't have it all? How many of us long for the one thing...
My deepest appreciation to Cw5523729, Grania2, Xpoerotica, Decal_last and Gonzo437a for helping me with their hard work, editing and advice. Thank you for putting up with my mindless ramblings, guys, with your help and a LOT of luck, maybe one day I'll become a better writer. ***** ANNIE'S STORY Sara is always with me. I carry her here, in my dimples...
Chapter 1 Through the darkness a lonely howl cracks the silence. There's huge pine trees' enveloping you. It seems like the trees are the ones ganging up on you even though it's the howls that are the ones doing that. You turn not knowing where it is coming from but it seems like you are surrounded. You step on a branch and it makes you jump out of your ski...
This is a fictional story with all characters over eighteen and all rights reserved to the author. Special thanks to Allison. ***** Monday morning, it was back to work, with no time to concentrate on anything else. The market began the week losing 269 points, followed with two more down days, sending signals that a bear trend might begin. I was so deep int...
There was no lock on the door and no alarm system- so far as I could tell. But then, Maktavan technology is so odd that I didn't really know what I was looking for. I turned on the penlight for two seconds and searched the the foyer. Statues of heroic male and female nudes posed at random and the walls were covered with complex geometric designs in red and...