So there we were, all five of us back again in the bar at the old Hotel Patagonia, sitting at a table under a really useless, squeaking ceiling fan that turned no more than about one revolution per minute. Since there was no air conditioning, we all usually chose cold beer to drink. That's what one does in the tropics -- drink cold beer. The year was 1983,...
Figured I'd finally post something other than comments, and see how big a splash I can make with my debut. This little number has been on the back burner for some time. Before I made a profile, in fact. Started out as something vague and silly, but I kept adding to it until I had this; a two-part tale that's not nearly as vague, but still a little silly....
Life has intervened and I've not been able to proofread this part as fully I would like. So I apologise for any typos or other mistakes. FORTY-TWO I rang the bell at Stephanie Fanshaw's front door and switched on my recorder. There was a long pause and then the door opened. Stephanie Fanshaw was a striking woman. She was very tall with a thin angular body...
Note to Reader: The most famous building in Chicago is currently officially named the "Willis Tower". However this building is stilled referred to by many by its original name "Sears Tower". To avoid confusion in my novel, I have referred the building by its original name. In any case the action as depicted would be taking place during the time the building...
When Pamela returned from Dallas, she was all smiles in her greeting to her mother: "Wow Mom that was some present for my eighteenth birthday! I could not think of a better one. Thank you! Thank you! I had a blast. But my aren't you the sly one? I understand you have achieved some fame yourself amongst certain circles." Hannah blushed but she was not too p...
NB: So here we are at the final chapter! I want to thank wildheartedangel for being patient and helping me edit this chapter. Also to all my readers and fellow twitters who have encouraged me and sent me comments and emails, thank you so very much. They really make my day. =) *** When Draven stirred awake, he was greeted by the scent of the forest; warm an...
Disclaimer: I do not own Thor, The Avengers, Avengers: Age of Ultron, or Ant-Man And The Wasp or anything to do with Marvel. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** Hope Van Dyne a.k.a. The Wasp knew she was taking a big risk. One she didn't really want to take, even though she had been thinking about it ever since a woman enslaving...
On the plane, we took to come back to Italy, there was another mixed couple like us: he was Italian, and she was from Moscow. They had the seats close to ours, just on the other side of the corridor. So we started to talk, and we became friends. They too had come to Moscow for the New Year, to visit the parents of hers. And they too lived in Tuscany, close t...
Disclaimer: This story contains graphic sexual situations and adult themes and is therefore not suitable for those under age 18 or the close-minded. It may be illegal in some areas too. :( Please also note that it is not a true story, instead merely a fantasy. Real events may be referenced and real names, likenesses, and other personal details of celebrities...
Disclaimer: I do not own Agents of SHIELD or Avengers: Age of Ultron or anything to do with Marvel. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** Wanda Maximoff barely had a chance to settle into her new home before there was a knock at the door, which caused her to frown suspiciously. She could only sense one person outside, but there was...