NOTE: The following essay was sent to the author via OuijaMail, a new mobile app that promises to be the next Instagram. Its proprietary technology allows correspondence between contemporary authors and historical figures. The sender of this essay claims to be Samson, a legendary barbarian warrior from the Middle Ages. According to an unpublished essay by Jo...
Part 4 - Carmella, Donna, and my Erector Set ________ I must stop for a moment to make a few very important points in my defense. Please don't misjudge me. I realize that much of the personal fantasy I've been describing—and will continue to describe in future installments—may come across to some as having underpinnings of abuse or disregard toward these...
There, amongst the remnants of the dead race, where their greatest queen reigned, two dragons lie dormant. One of pure evil, one of pure good, both yearning for a vessel, both lusting for a mate... She may be adequate for that purpose, our forlorn child... We shall see. "Silence, fools. We are close to the inner sanctum." The two mercenaries exch...
Author's note: In this chapter, I have finally succumbed to the many comments (mainly but not all from North America), which I have received about my 'embedded dialogue' writing style. So this one is full of 'quotes' to denote dialogue. Ach - (sighs) - life's full of compromises! I hope it makes it easier for some of you to read. The story so far. Red,...
Obviously from my login, wife2hotblk, I have a thing for interracial love. Honestly, I should have known this at six, when I thought Michael Jackson was cuter than Donny Osmond. But being raised in the Deep South during the 1970's just a few years after the Civil Rights Act passed, my family were actually very stereotypical racists. My step-father not only p...
(This is a fantasy story, and I've adopted some medieval kind of things, as well as a few modern ones. Just remember to not shoehorn them into a particular era and you'll be fine. It's placed in somewhere like England, it's a monarchy, and it's sexist, but not racist. Oh and, I do a lot of describing clothes and hair, but bear with me alright) * I've decid...
Chapter Seven Shower Surprises The next morning everything seemed to be just normal at Surrogate Farm. I went to work and mucked out my stable, washed the horses and had breakfast. Nothing seemed to be out of the ordinary. No one mentioned or gossiped about the fact that one of the stable girls, Emma, had been punished the day before. No one seemed to think...
Editor: WhiteWave48 Famous Lovers on Display Together in the car, they made a very interesting trio – Jenny as Sheherazade, Marti and Rick. At first Jenny thought that her friends were dressed as Tarzan and Jane, but it turned out that Rick was Conan the Barbarian – think: John Candy rather than Arnold – and Marti was... well... Conette the Cave Girl? She...
Although less often now, not so many years ago it was not an uncommon sight to see in early spring Maypoles sprouting up on many a village green across England. And then on Mayday itself amongst much feasting and celebration, the Crowning of the May Queen, Morris Dancing etc. A troop of girls all dressed in virgin white would dance around the Maypole garland...
Early last summer, Aaron decided to burn a little comp time and spend a few days de-stressing before the start of his favorite audit. Tax season had been a bear, and since we were both in desperate need of a long weekend at our favorite little bed and breakfast, the plan was for the two of us to sneak off together. Unfortunately, a major snag on my favorite...