The seamstress took more measurements of me than I would have thought any single body could possibly have and I selected a few designs from her sketchbook which I figured wouldn't look too bad on me. Bakoro was still faithfully guarding the front door by the time we finished so I slipped out the back and was finally able to leave him behind. However, I now...
INTRODUCTION When I was young, like most other kids, I often fantasized that I was a famous movie star or a great athlete. But I gave up these fantasies because they weren't practical, and I became very practical at an early age. From that time on my fantasies consisted of taking a real situation, then projecting forward in time with everything going perfec...
Jim sometimes wondered about his marriage. His work friends talked about sex non-stop. They wanted more from their wives, they looked around for more, their theme was sex and lots of it. He wondered if perhaps he married too hastily. Maybe he had been with Rachel too long, knew her too well. He often felt more like her brother than her lover. He loved being...
The name is Lucien Bardeaux. I am a young Haitian-American law enforcement professional in the state of Texas. I make my living as a Border Patrol Agent. Recently, I've had an epiphany. I ran into this brave, fiery Mexican woman as she was crossing the border with her family. They told me they were fleeing a vengeful Mexican criminal overlord whom they had w...
THE LAD IN THE LINGERIE SHOP -- Introduction. (Just to warn those who expect every story to head straight in to sex acts and the exchange of bodily fluids -- this isn't like that. Sure, there's sex but it's not on every page or even on every chapter. All the things I've tagged will occur during this story but not necessarily all in the same chapter. So don'...
Becoming Atropos: This is part of the Wine and Old Lace event. Please enjoy and visit the other authors works as well. Vote and comment as well if the spirit moves you. Thanks. Alexandria: 25 December 1758 The comet hung in the heavens. The tear shaped traveler had returned just as the Englishman had predicted. I know of these things only because it is my...
Though Salamacia had proven herself to be a hardy person, enjoying hikes as well as sparring matches and exercise, she carried a trait that was stereotypical for women - a love of shopping. Sena wondered why on earth her wife thought she needed more things. Though Sena had never lacked for anything she needed back on the Silver Isles, her family seemed almo...
Kinlye was breathless as she hung on Christian's arm, strolling along the well paved walkways of the garden. He was being utterly charming, making her laugh as she listened to his stories of growing up with Rafe as a pesky younger brother. "So were you born this way?" "Which way?" he asked. "Completely charming and irresistible?" Kinlye giggled as Christi...
Sequel to my 2004 version of Rapunzel With apologies to the Brothers Grimm. *************** Copyright Oggbashan January 2017 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 speci...
Ahma woke to the same routine. But Ahma did not feel the same. She was usually able to go through her days with a surprising measure of cheer and grace for her station. Her stomach felt as if it had half devoured itself. She had never gone to eat after yesterday's unpleasant events. Despite the gnawing of her belly not a tingle of appetite came to her this m...