Clairiel was in a wonderful place, indescribable, but wonderful nonetheless. Delicious sensations seemed to flow over and through her, neither stopping nor starting, just being. She was perfectly content, and would have remained so had it not been for the sudden, unwelcome thumps. First a small one, but soon the thumps came with more frequency. Suddenly her...
A little less than an hour has passed since Robin left Nami to her temporary fate. She was currently sitting on her bed, reading from one of her many books while Franky was busy installing the contraption next to her. From what she could tell, it looked like an ordinary massage-chair, just a bit bulky. It was built entirely out of wood and had very exquisite...
Shouting and war cries woke them. "It's them, the hill folk," Caralassa hissed. "They're attacking, Davama's thugs." There was more commotion as Vera emerged from the last layers of sleep. She drew a deep breath as she listened to men fighting and dying. "Auntie, what's going on?" Salema was frightened, drowsy, and confused. "Quiet girl! Those bastards...
My name is Sarra, and today is my 18th birthday. I guess it's all right as far as birthdays go, nothing too bad has happened to me yet, but then I just rolled out of bed. I still have to go meet my boyfriend at the gym, and then there is school to deal with before I can go out and get my party on. I take a quick look at the clock, and well what do you know,...
One afternoon she was with a foraging party following a stream up the mountain. The children of the group were primarily engaged in picking several varieties of fruit from the small groves they passed through. The women and slaves were netting fish and some shelled animal that looked like a four-legged crab. She was teamed with one of the younger men, Urolo,...
Part XVII: Bigfoot Sal, Kim and Caitlin rode their Harleys up I-95 from Las Vegas toward Reno for hours. At Stonewall Flat, Caitlin pulled ahead and motioned the others to turn off on Rt. 266. They headed north along the California-Nevada border.When they entered the small town of Dyer, Nevada, Caitlin pulled into the small parking lot of a tavern next to th...
Kneeling down, I saw the traces of three clear paw prints, the fourth seeming to drag every couple inches. The prints seemed to fade and show in the mud hidden beneath the grass as I tracked, following quarter-sized footprints through the shadow-blanketed woods. The only thing that kept me worried was the worry for the little rabbit that was probably close t...
Prime Time Pleasures: Solid Gold Party Favors The number fifty (50) has long been associated with "gold" or "golden." For example, the fiftieth wedding anniversary is called the golden wedding anniversary, music from the 1950's is referred to as "golden oldies" and when people turn fifty, they are sometimes said to be in their "golden years." This story is...
REGULAR ELEVATOR TIT FLASHING--it is an art. This was written and our early flashing games were practiced way before surveillance cameras, cell phone cameras, and so on. Today you are at risk of being seen on a monitor and videoed. What is flashing? Without looking it up, my explanation of it is quickly showing body parts. For now, I will keep this to sh...
© 2004 by Andrew Wiggin Chapter 22: The Quick Years The Year 13 Deirdre's Story: I had to go into town to pick up something at the drugstore, so I grabbed Emma to go along for the ride. We have a rule in our house: no parent goes anywhere without being accompanied by an eKid. There have been rumblings over the years about us. We've heard them. We've re...