It has been over a year since I left the bordello. Quite frankly, I had grown tired of the sex! Imagine that! At the tender age of twenty-seven, I had already felt worn out. I had advanced fast in the ranks, Co running the bordello by the time that I was 25, only four years after I had taken the job as a housekeeper there to finish paying for my college. I...
Understand Proper English Like What I talk Seventh revision. Includes some suggestions and requests by readers from all over the place. More demented ravings by The Wanderer (with some help from readers and friends). A note and disclaimer by The Wanderer. The original synopsis for this document, it plainly said "English as The Wanderer writes it" if...
Gemma was tired of being taken for a younger girl. Now twenty-two, she only looked about fifteen. Her diminutive figure and small, pale features all added to the image. So she was not pursued by many men, which was annoying for her because she was really very sexy and keen on the opposite sex. In fact, her main preoccupation when not working – and sometimes...
Edited by Angel Love My best friend Gavin was going with one of the girls in our circle of friends. Her name was Justine and I kind of had the hots for her. We were all in our last year at school and I wasn't the sort of guy to get much action; not that I'm unattractive. I just find it hard to talk to girls. I get shy and they always end up with someone who...
Atop a strange looking stalagmite slept a very unusual woman. Here head tossed back and forth as she dreamed. She saw a man, while this was nothing new for her dreams the odd thing was that he was a surfacer and not an elf like her hated cousins, he was a human. He was wearing strange clothes his helm didn't protect his face and his armor looked very thin an...
Classical music played softly throughout the grand ballroom. People of every shape and size were attired in their finest clothes. All of them mingled regardless of their apparent social status. The middle of the ballroom allowed enough room for couples to roam and dance gracefully to the light sway of the music. At the far end of the wall there were tables l...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: It's all the Ex's fault At the request of several readers, I have continued the story with the room mate on a trial basis of two parts It was intentionally written without names. It was initially intended to be a part of a larger project in the works, but didn't fit and was submitted as an independent story. This is my first submission alon...
The guards left as Sabina pulled Luria past the red stone gate and into an oasis of trees with a cool water pond that was blue and lovely. "Where did he find you?" Sabina asked Luria softly as she pulled her toward the water, urging the cloak away from her body. "His scummy guard Nigel killed my parents," Luria felt the tears so close to the surface. She...
(Note: Song is "The Trial of Lancelot" by Heather Dale. I do not claim any rights to the song or its lyrics. Author's note: This may just be the first in a long line of stories that should begin: "Problems that might have been solved by polyamory!") ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Camelot Thruple "King Arthur's knights, they filled the Tabl...
WESTRONS Part 25 Tallia. And Senau. I stood there, stunned. Incapable of speech. Isa, though, knew exactly what to do. She stepped forward, and hugged Tallia, kissing her on the cheek. - “I’m so pleased for you! Both of you!” She turned to Senau, and gave him a hug and a kiss on the cheek as well. That little act woke me up - somehow, it snapped me out...