"Are you sure you're okay with this?," queried my beautiful 45yo wife. "Heck, yes," I said. "I am a little nervous…but in a good way. I think this is kind of exciting. I'm surprised YOU are not more nervous." "Oh, I am. But Jack is such a darling. And I think it's so cute that he wants to show me off to his friends," said Iris, as she continued to...
Part III: Queen of the Terrordactyl Riders! 1. Of all the tribes in the Last Jungle, the terrordactyl riders were the one Jace had the least contact with. They were more isolated than the rest, and also, crucially, the most advanced in many respects. The fortress they inhabited atop the Skyteeth, it was a magnificent construction. Actually she wasn't sure...
Then night had been long, or at least it seemed so, and Vanessa hadn't slept very well. Plans, or what seemed like plans, for that evening kept her awake enough that she saw the clock at 2 AM, 3:30 AM, 4Am and finally she was up at 6 AM to get ready for work. It was a Friday and would be a busy one, with end of the month work to be done. She knew that she m...
Arthur couldn't get enough of my mother's milk and their lifelong love affair began. I grew up spoiled and strong, confident with the love of a father who adored me and a mother who understood me. I didn't attend school with other children; Arthur had a tutor brought by to teach me numbers and letters. I was like my mother, a quick learner, and I progressed...
Special Agent Ziva David squinted hard at Tony; she scrunched her nose then asked him: "What on earth does he have against animals? This is outrageous---I'm going to confront McGee—" "Confront me about what, Ziva?" SA Tim McGee asked as he suddenly appeared beside Tony. "McGee—why are you abusing small animals? I would have never guessed this of you!" said...
I have used 'Chimp' and 'Monkey' indiscriminately here. I know they are different species, but then the 'animal' I am talking about here is neither one and has elements of both. ***** John loved my hair, and had always encouraged me to wear it long, hanging down to well below my bum. He had told me so on our first date, five years ago. Whenever we cuddled...
Many thanks to SevenSwans252 for first editing and improving this story and to g1dnshwrgr1 for further editing that made it much better. Tremendous gratitude to Ginger_Scent for discovering major flaws that, once fixed, raised the whole story to a higher level. "Oh my god, it's Bozo! What in the world is he doing here?" "Who's Bozo?" asked Don, looking in...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers. Yes, I need an editor and no I don't want an editor. If that bothers you, quit reading. Yes, it jumps around too much, yes there's too many people to keep track of, yes it's too long, yes it's too short, yes this is in the wrong category, yes...
As much as Dean Pelton, the Greendale cleaning staff and a minority of students didn't want it, there was no way around it. It was all but required by law -- almost literally at one point -- that Greendale had to host a paintball war for the third straight May. The trilogy had to be completed, no matter how much damage was done -- or if they used up all thei...
"Passion rules us all," someone once said. "And we obey. What other choice do we have? Passion is the source of our finest moments." And I know, in my time with Alexandra, these are some of those finest moments. Also, the most terrifying. Summer. New Orleans. She and I are facing each other, lying on a bed in our second-story room at a small European-like...