Well it didn't start as one of the legends; it was all to mock me. By the way, I'm Jide Ekpo. I loved browsing the internet, data cost made me delve into converting radio frequency into data connection so as long as there was a radio station, TV station or GPRS for tele-communication I could have access in my village home, with the tall trees serving as my...
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = A woman uses her recent lottery winnings to take a out a revenge contract on "The Target." = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = *********************** Mary Madeleine Morrison sat at her new computer carefully typing instructions into a word processor file that would eventually be an attachment to an email. Th...
LIIThe Streets of LondonEugenie2099 It had been a long and arduous trek to London from her distant home in a plague-ridden village in rural East Midlands, but Eugenie was determined to get as far as she could from all that she'd used to know and all the memories associated with it. Although Eugenie had lived all her young life in one of the English Republ...
(For us the oval is the sporting centre of a community. We play cricket in summer and football in winter on the oval. The tennis/ netball courts are usually nearby. It is maths, not math. We can count more than to one which entitles us to the "s".) * The Mayor of Juniper Berry shook as he unwound the scroll. He read it aloud to the chancellors and council...
When they rode into the stable, Tracey called out a greeting from a stall where she was shoveling horse shit. Tracey came forward wearing rubber boots and gloves that had brown streaks on them. She asked, "Hey guys, how did you like your ride? Give me a couple of minutes to wash up and then I'll help you dismount." The odor of manure filled the air. Dave e...
*Note: I am a great fan of these books but those who have read the series know that Laura is a child at the beginning of the series. I have taken the liberty of making Laura eighteen years old so that she can tell her story of learning how to become a loving wife on the prairie. I am also using the visuals of the actors that portrayed the members of the Litt...
It was a cool autumn Saturday morning in rural western Pennsylvania. Vern rose early, yawned, stretched, and gazed out his bedroom window onto his 100-acre farm. It wasn't much of a farm, though; most if his land was woods and he had only one animal: a pony. In a mood to go for a ride, he showered and put on his boots, jeans, and western shirt. Before goin...
Author's Note: This is my first crack at writing erotica so I welcome your comments, but mostly I just wanted to put a fantasy down on paper and I hope others get as much pleasure out of it as I have. Be warned when it finally gets to the sexy bits, (about two thirds through, I'll be up front) it gets kind of rough - sexually that is. Also more to come soon....
Nine months ago you thought you left me here without a single dime. Before that you had been going through the money faster than it came in. Now you are living on the rich side of town with the son of that banker you're working for. I use the word working in the loosest sense. Now that I think back on it you were the one that talked me into remortgaging t...
The day of my debut, I get up early to create my Michelle, so I don't embarrass myself at the store. I previously decided what to wear, so I methodically lay out my picks on my smooth bed (Agnes insists I make my bed upon rising). First, I pull on some slinky panties, followed by the sinfully tight padded girdle (girl-dle). Then, half slip, bra (I probably...