Historians from the Kush Empire will say that I'm a liar, but I don't care. What do these shmucks who call themselves scholars and archivists of ancient Africa know anyway? They read about events from way before their time, and ponder their significance, while I was actually there, experiencing that of which I speak. And don't you or anyone else dare to call...
Karen and I are a normal couple, live in a small western town. We both work and keep a small ranch. Have the horses and a few other farm animals that we enjoy working with. Between working, ranch duties, we don't have a lot of time to ourselves. When we are able to escape, we like to go out for dinner, a movie or just go down to the local bar and have a few...
Author's Note: I saw that you guys wanted more development and hopefully this new installation will satisfy that desire. If you like this chapter give it a good review and drop a comment. As always, criticism is not only accepted, but encouraged so feel free to share your thoughts. Enjoy :) --Mistress L ************ "We can't do this, people will see," I w...
When I first saw Becca, I can't say I fell in love. Wearing a size 0 dress, she was a slightly built woman. She appeared to be in her early 20's with thick, wavy shoulder length auburn hair, large green eyes, and a nice body, but nothing nicer than you saw around town every day. Her breasts were just a hair large for her frame; I'm guessing a B cup. The m...
There is a legend in Northern Michigan about a clan of the Dog-Man that has been around since the late 1700s. Many people have claimed to have seen it, from woodsman to elderly women to teenagers who party in some of the forests around here. No one has attempted to explain where or how this creature originated, until now. Before white people ever stepped f...
Copyright© 2008 RipCurrent all rights reserved * On Halloween evening, Victor Soren walked into a dimly lit club near the beach. A thriving costume party bubbled around him. Women, their alluring attire revealed form, but provocatively concealed detail, danced, flirted and competed in sexy witch, flapper and princess costumes. Men in rough roguish costumes...
We met online, innocently, really, instant messages on a forum, a simple hello at first and welcome to the site. I replied with a thank you and how thoughtful. He sent another message, "I found your bio interesting." Of course, I had to ask, "How so? What makes it so interesting, different from the rest?" A simple reply came from him, "Your honesty." I...
Author's Note: This story will technically be the fourth in my Rarity series. I strongly suggest that you read one or two of the previous stories so that you can understand what the basic premise of this universe is. Otherwise, you'll be confused. I will admit, though, that I might accidentally be inconsistent with some minor details between the stories, bec...
The drive back was quiet with Zamuel's mother at the wheel while he stared at his palm, Rezero's number written on it in thick marker. He thought he'd get a permanent blush from what he's seen in the last hour and still felt his ears burn under his long hair. No doubt Leiana smelled his sweat and his paranoid mind also added 'and the smell of sex' to it. Sh...
There was leisurely shopping, happy little walks, and trips to pleasure gardens. Kristof's heart seemed to burst every time he noticed Laileen's face struggle as she tried not to smile. For some reason, his little pet didn't seem to want to be happy, and although he didn't understand it, he thought it was adorable. Kristof had accepted an invitation from a...