It was a lovely morning as the sun crested the horizon at Stedman Farms. Margaret Stedman looked out the main window of the kitchen as she sipped her morning coffee. It was late autumn, but it was still fairly warm out. This time of year it rarely dropped below 70 degrees Fahrenheit and even during the Texas winter, going below 60 was rare. The recent rains...
Dear Reader The events in the following story are loosely based on a real-life event that occurred in the 1990s. The names of the characters and institutions have been changed to protect the innocent and guilty alike. * The hot Honduran sun beat down on the excavation site while the group of diggers toiled. The group consisted of a dozen students from the...
A Tale from the Erotic Adventures of Solomon Magus CHAPTER ONE "Morgane---wake up! I believe we might be in trouble..." Even as I shook Morgane the Strong's powerful shoulder to awaken her from sleep, the tall warrior woman's fingers instinctively wrapped themselves around the handle of a longsword that lay on the ground beside her. Like a sleek panther,...
The hot water felt great on my mud caked naked body. I had been working with my brother and dad dehorning cattle all day long and I stunk like cow poo and mud. Once I was cleaned up and freshly shaven I toweled off and made my way to my bedroom. Upon entering my room I dropped the towel, shut and locked the door and lay down on my bed. The bottom drawer of m...
The car drove down the old highway. The two women were talking about their last job they just did. Rain poured down soaking the spring ground. Christina had enlisted the help of her friend turned agent, Geanie. They just took down some evil monsters in the town and had gotten paid well. "That went great!" Christina said happy as she sped down the wet road....
"Remember class, keep this professional!" Silvia chanted to her students in the van. "This is an obscure collection belonging to an old fellow who really belongs to a different time and culture so be respectful! I have never formally met this person only contacting through mail. These works are more *ahem* explicit and exotic. Keep this professional!" Gret...
Arcadia Castle Ch. 08 Chapter 8: REVENGE OF THE VILLAGERS Each of the chapters in this series may be enjoyed as standalone stories, but the events and characters are richer within the context of the whole story. ------- The release from the pillory was an even greater relief than emptying my bladder. The guards lifted the wooden arm, freeing my neck...
Elsa lay on the couch beside Jacob, her hand gently tracing the features of his face, and as she found the scar that marred his right eyebrow, her thoughts travelled back to three years ago when they had first met... The rain was coming down hard, and the darkness of the night was split by flashes from automatic rifles firing at Elsa and her DFA team. The f...
My only name is The Bard and my story will begin on March 22. An arbitrary date, a day like any other. Except that I am telling this tale. I spend so much time telling Her story, I might as well tell mine, such as it is. I am in the Throne Room, a massive circular chamber, constructed with large, dark blocks of stone. The chamber is scantly lit by torches al...
Since man was able to think there existed the dark psyche, part of our subconscious that we suppress in our rational thinking, and only touch upon when we surrender ourselves to our physical desires. Freud called this side of us our Ego's, we are a race of sexual beings who only now have begun to realise our full selves. Many of us share the same dark fantas...