Author's note: This essay has been edited and expanded slightly since its initial posting. "When you're bored with yourself, marry and be bored with someone else." --David Pryce-Jones --- The Total Moron's Guide to SAME-SEX MARRIAGE In the years before and after the start of the Third Millennium, same-sex marriage has become a hot issue around the civili...
Night is falling in the Realms. The evening, though heralding darkness, is colorful. The rosy-purple hues of the sky just beginning to give over to the deeper indigoes and blues of night. Autumn reflects off of the trees that are lit by a small, cozy campfire. The reds, yellows and golds of the leaves winking merrily in the flickering firelight. The camp is...
The constant shimmer of shower water stops. The bath door slides open; the deep patter of wet foot falls on the bathroom mat. Then... silence. The door swings open illuminating a small corner of a much larger; darker room. The silent hiss of steam meeting the outside chilled air. A shadow is present on the adjacent wall; then the figure itself, stepping into...
Disclaimer: Dark Angel doesn't belong to the author, but to James Cameron, etc. No copyright infringement intended. Summary: A simple smut piece with little story. Post Freak Nation. Ben and Sam are alive and well and have managed to find their way into Terminal City. - Continued (Apologies for spelling and grammar. English isn't my first language.) A/N:...
Kent, September 1921. xxx When her Ladyship, Victoria Ponsonby Smythe, looked back on the last five years she had to chuckle. What had been a spur of the moment event, her bare handed spanking of a clumsy maid in her service, had actually been a life changing moment. In a loveless and sexless marriage to sixty year old Lord Henry, the now forty year old we...
(This is a re-worked version of an earlier story, The Girl with the Limp) I undress, shower, dry myself, pull on a g-string, wrap myself in a white coat, go to the window, push it open and gaze down at the market place. The early morning air carries the faint odor of rotting garbage and benzene. Tuk-tuks and a multi-coloured jeepney bus wait for custom. Som...
Wednesday afternoon's meeting of the House staff was a little unusual, with some new developments announced. The House was to be the setting for a movie, beginning in one weeks' time. It would be "stylish, tasteful and very pornographic", as Fred stated, and I could not detect any irony in his tone. Colette outlined how the filming would impact on the norma...
Chapter 4: The Auction Mira sat bound to her armchair in the dining chamber, watching Tiran guards lead Earth women away. Her nerve-endings buzzed. Today, after bathing her, Silerna had rubbed bandy oil over every inch of Mira's body, leaving her shiny and smooth, with the arousing scent of the oil rising, heated, from her skin. The guard had given Mira two...
When life gives you lemons, you shouldn't make lemonade you should run like hell! The name is Samuel Champagne. I'm a young American man of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I'm having a Devil of a time in the Capital region of Canada. It's nothing like the City of Brockton, Massachusetts, where I was born. Sometimes I can't...
Cassie turned to him, smiling, her teeth glimmering in the morning light. "You never told me that being you felt so good!" He stared at her. She had changed after the first time, but he had been unable to stop fucking her, a slave to both of their desire, over and over, both of them perfect fucking machines. The sex all blended into one after the first tim...