Ch. 4: Rabbit Sends in a Little Willie "Utterly bourgeois!" was Dodie's assessment of the play Alice and Mouse had seen. "How can you say that? You've not even seen it!" Mouse objected. "How can it be anything else given your description of it? It's nothing but an excuse for titillating and athletic sex scenes in a story that reinforces accepted stereot...
There was the usual small talk, as the two slowly worked there way past the gun point stage. Val told of his story of having left Halford station a little more rushed then usual and of his fathers propensity for helping the 'grounders' and of his ongoing effort, for all his intents and purposes to become one. Zeke was mostly silent save the occasional grunt...
Thanks again for your time and support. Votes and comments are always welcome! ***** I was poking through the freezer in the pantry - my turn to make lunch - when I came across a small cardboard box I didn't recognize. Unlabeled and plain white, it was heavy for its size. I took it into the kitchen where there would be better light and placed it on the c...
For the Reader: This is the final installment of a series that has some elements of truth in it. I'll leave the reader to guess the what and where, and even the whom. This story is, however, only a work of fiction. Whether you condone or condemn interracial sex, adultery, rape, risky sex, or any of the other themes within this series, the intent is for you...
Eighteen year old Alice Liddell was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, “and what is the use of a book,” thought Alice “without pictures or conversations?” So she was considering in her o...
Abby sat in an internet cafe, close to work typing in the code that gave her the allotted internet time she had paid for. The bare minimum of one hour. The knots that had formed in her stomach twisted once more, and she took her shaky hands from the keyboard and looked around furtively. Kids wagging school hammered at keyboards as they played MMORPG's and se...
Natalie: I know that I shouldn't be here again. But it's where I find myself. Alone in the woods. Or, rather, I should be alone in the woods. Instead, I'm looking down the hill to the little log cabin tucked into the hillside and the gorgeously sexy man below, chopping wood in a rhythmic pattern of thwacks, thumps, and pauses. He's like a cliche of a lumber...
Copyright Oggbashan October 2002/April 2003 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. ********************** It was the evening of a long...
Author's Note: All characters are 18 years or older. So, yeah if you plan on writing your own paths with certain characters from whatever media, make sure to age them up! Over the past decades, the world of entertainment has expanded. Such a boom in multimedia ventures has lead to new cities similar to Toontown appearing near said city. There's Odysseytown,...
Britney and Tom had been married for just over 20 years. Their life together had been a good one. Tom had worked his way up from a stock-boy at the neighborhood Kroger to General Manager, putting himself through college along the way. Britney had been contented being a hairdresser at a local chain of beauty shops. Between the two of them they had been able t...