IN THIS CROSS-OVER Western arching 120 years, be prepared for a little humor and even satire, sex, romance and obnoxious attitudes. The setting is Clyde, a city of 27,600 servicing a hinterland of small productive farm units on the grassy and water restricted plains and on to large ranches on rolling drier hills to rise up mountainous slopes. In pioneering d...
*********** CHAPTER TEN When an honest wizard like me sets out to capture or smite an evil magician at a remote farm or ranch, you can be assured that the very first level of defenses will included enchanted scarecrows. It happens every time, trust me. It seems to be written in some wicked magician 'how-to' book in the chapter about preparing external defen...
The damned old truck just gave up the ghost. It coasted down to the bottom of the hill and died. It was very old, 400 and some thousand miles on the clock. Everything in it was worn out including the driver. Life can be a real bitch. I shouldn't have tried to go that far with it anyway. I figured the little trailer we were dragging behind her didn't help any...
Sally came out of the shower to find that Valerie was still in bed. It being the weekend, there was no need for her to be up right at this moment, but they were planning to visit Charles, their Master, today. As she studied the face of her lover, she detected a hint of sadness there. She didn't like seeing Valerie sad, and she had a suspicion she knew what t...
Copyright 2007 by madengineer3 ( It is interesting that some of the understandings that truly set us free to be ourselves can be some of the most painful experiences that we can face. All the way through high school and college I was on the heavy side. It was unfortunate that all of the people around me, in my social and cultural milieu tended to be intere...
Everyone in the story is over 18 years old. This work of fiction is a product of the author's imagination and the characters, incidents or dialog are not to be construed as real. This story includes scenes of graphic sex and should NOT be read by minors or anyone that might be offended by such filth. No one should publish or post this story anywhere else wit...
It was late April 2002 when the ship pulled in and it marked the end of Amanda's first tour. She was glad to be back in San Diego, but she had lots of fond memories of this trip and what it would mean for the rest of her life. She packed a backpack with a few items as she planned on staying at a hotel for the next two weeks, except for when she would have du...
"Here's to us and our new apartment," I said to my live in girlfriend, Sarah, and raised my glass of Merlot in a toast. We had just finished unpacking all the boxes that accompanied us from our old, drafty two-story house across town. We had really gotten lucky with this place, the building was only a few years old and well insulated. Although the rent was...
Florence shrieked in agony as she watched her parents die, both of them having just been gunned down with silver bullets by a deranged soldier. These were not the wolves that had sired and whelped her; but rather, the Beth and John Billington who had raised her from a pup. They were her real parents, these two the world had seen crumple to the tarmac in Sacr...
Jillian awoke about seven as she typically did. Picking up her phone to check the weather she noticed she had a text from Bill. He had made dinner reservations for 7 o'clock tonight at a restaurant on Newbury Street. He would meet her at her apartment and walk her over or she could meet him at the restaurant, whichever she preferred. He wasn't kidding about...