Beth and Jason had been together as a couple for a few months, although not out in the public too much. Grandma Johnson knew, and approved. She didn't even care that they were having sex before marriage. Jason was a good man, and if her granddaughter gave him a little milk before he bought the cow, she didn't care. Some of Jason's friends knew about him and...
Chapter 50 The speaker gestured me to the stand.This time I had the tears in my eyes. I turned my back to the audience and John passed me a tissue. I cleared my eyes and got my composure. I said, "Thank you, Mr. Speaker and this great congress. I have been lucky enough to visit so many of your high schools and meet so many great and wonderful people around...
It had finally happened. T'Challa, the Black Panther and king of Wakanda, lay on the ground bloodied and defeated before him, his body pinned in place under a heavy rock. All around him, T'Challa could see his forces being routed, proud Wakandan troops fleeing from the combined aggression of the Jabari tribe and the Atlanteans. And above him was the grinning...
From Aldous the Call Boy Dear Shoeblossom, Knobby dances naked, huge Victor rat traps snapped on his nipples, as Lia and I take turns swinging at his swinging balls and trembling buttocks. I am using a car ariel I broke off of the neighbor's old Corvette, and it makes long red streaks on Knobby's buttocks, and Lia, giggling, is slashing him on his other si...
VIIGreen Grass of HomeTamara2092 After the many months of uncertainty and anxiety since Tamara had began her desperate exodus, it could only be a relief to finally arrive at the Broad Oak Refugee Centre just outside the Ashton Lovelock gated community. She'd have been naive if she'd imagined that her welcome would be especially warm simply because the gover...
Chapter IV -- A Humbling Prelude to Hygiene Thirty-Seven was right. My stomach has shrunk. It took some time to find the bread in this darkness, and by the time I did, my hunger had faded. I took only one bite, chewing slowly to savor its rich fennel flavor and only reluctantly washing it down with a few sips of water. Now I wait, but I know not what for....
As I walk through the halls of the University of Ottawa in the Canadian Capital, I see a lot of Arab guys with White girls. I shake my head, and shudder. Why am I doing this? Am I some of racist? Am I intolerant? Far from it. In fact, I could tell you a thing or two about real intolerance. My name is Mona Bagis, and I'm a Turkish Christian woman who recently...
Note from the actual author: This is a fantasy story I wrote sometime ago. Apologies to the various fantasy authors I was inspired by/shamelessly cribbed from. Any similarities to any actual people living or dead is unintentional, which should probably be assumed being as it's fantasy. The Calandrian Chronicles: Eloise's Journey From the pen of Tatiana Eve...
The candle-light played on the tribal patterns stained into her cloak. Though it was a warm night, she trembled- she could not shake the feeling at the back of her mind that she might not survive the night. She could see through the eyes of the featureless black mask covering her face, this wooden platform up on the highest tree in the oasis. The floor of a...
Gamindustri. A magical land of scientific and technological progress. The continent is divided into several nations, each protected by one of the Console Patron Units who oversee and guide its inhabitants. In turn, the CPUs are worshiped as goddesses and empowered by the physical manifestation of their people's faith - a mystical energy known as Shares. Much...