The crow soared far above the prairie, looking down over vast herds of buffalo in the endless fields. The dust trailed them for miles and the rumble could be heard even in the clouds. Mo'ki felt the wind on her wings as she circled in the Ghost Dance. Moving around the dancers in her feather robe she silently left her body and became Crow Woman. She was not...
At the breakfast table, Casius was his usual hungry self. Defeating demons always created a hunger within him. Evelyn was seated opposite him as he told her of his exploits that morning, making sure to leave out the more intimate details so as not to embarrass the young woman. "You are so brave Casius, and yet another young woman is safe because of your deed...
Christmas can be a lonely time of the year especially when you are 4,000 miles from home without your wife and children. I was 21 and in Germany...lonely, miserable, and knowing that this would be a Christmas I would want more than anything else to forget. I was a soldier and was living in the barracks, but I had a job that took me out into the Germany of...
On her knees next to the bed, she waited for His return. Having stepped out of the room, He had left her alone in the dimly lit quarters. she dared not lift her eyes to take in her surroundings, lest He return and find her not just as He had left her. So there she knelt, stripped down to her lace panties and knee high boots, all black to match her ebony hair...
We meet up at the Kennedy subway station with your e-reader loaded with erotica and 60 stops on a return trip to Kipling and back. The purpose of this subway trip is not to get anywhere, but to simply enjoy the ride. We head to the far end of one car, sitting with our backs to the end, we can see the entire car ahead of us and no one will be peaking over ou...
You might say that I know what I want, and that I'm damn well going to get it. Some may think that makes me determined. Some would say that I'm persistent. Others would classify me as resilient, impetuous, or grasping. Myself? I call it greedy needy. Maybe it's some sort of infection, this greed for what I deserve. It acts more like an addiction. I crave it...
Authors Note: I wrote this very short little story for a friend on his birthday. I hope you all enjoy reading it. ***** A sun-bronzed man walks the edge of the water on a deserted beach of the tropical island that is his prison. His ragged trews hinting at his port of origin as he scans the far horizon for the chance passing of a ship. "Son of a syphili...
Dear John, Darling, I miss you so very much. The nights seem endless as I lay in our bed alone. I dream of the day you return to me. I spend my days thinking of the times we spent together. From romantic walks in the park at sunset to lying in our bed held tight in your arms, I remember each moment so vividly. You know what I miss the most, I miss the fe...
It was an interesting plan, and once Cullen really thought about it some more, he decided it was an ingenious plan. It wasn't difficult, all he had to do was don one of his finer suits, one he had prepared specifically for the plan, and then head downtown and make his return to the business world. Of course, being a former businessman, his return would be no...
We each work, but you drives against the traffic, and I drive with it. We both drive about twelve miles each way. You get off work at four o'clock; I don't get off until five. The direction you drive means you'll usually get home ninety minutes before I do. Tonight I was caught in traffic and you beat me by almost two full hours. We love each other. I don't...