Passions and Battls - 321 BC The battle had been its fiercest for the last two days as the Chakkala army fought ruthlessly to overpower the palace of the Nakira king. The small force of the Nakira king's royal guards had been most brave and courageous and had fought like cornered tigers from the Indian jungles. In the sweltering heat and humidity of the Ind...
Mark Kelly moved as quietly as he could down the first floor hallway, hoping to make it to the stairs without running into any of the other tenants or, more importantly, Mrs. McGill, the owner of the three story rooming house. The odds of running into the former were slim, seeing that four of his fellow students had scored tickets to the third game of the ne...
Jealousy ripped through Elle's breast as she glimpsed the man she admired but until now had not attempted to claim. Donovan Seymour, sprawled in his office chair, widened a crooked smile at the woman who was unzipping the back of her dress as she fell on to her prey and kicked the door shut with her trailing foot. It was a display of remarkable dexterity...
The early morning sun streamed through the slats of the closed window shutter, painting Ella's naked body with black and yellow stripes. She had kicked off the sheet again in the heat of the night and she lay with her right arm raised and crooked beneath the pillows behind her head. Ella looked down at herself bathed in the surreal glow of light and shadows...
It was just supposed to be a stupid prank. The glue shouldn't have been strong enough to do much more than tug at Ms. Madison's pants. At most, it would maybe tear them a little, Alex thought, but he'd been wrong. Her pants clung to the chair as she stood up to discuss existentialism and the novel they were supposed to be reading for class. The chair lifted...
(to Janet, forever unrequited; and Sarah, forever unattainable) * I can never explain the how, or why of this, but for as far back as I can remember, I've been captivated by girls inundated with freckles. Not merely a thin scattering across the bridge of the nose, but a dizzying display from head to toe; the more, the better. To this day, when confronted w...
Continuation of "Erica Meets the African executives" "Erica Travels to Africa" and the four-part series "My Wife Expands her Love life" ***** Erica woke on Saturday morning with the sunshine streaming in her room at the Inn. She could hear muffled conversation coming from the guest room, even though Dominic had spent the night with her in the master. She...
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I think every city in America has a Southside and in many cases it where the "hood" is located. I grew up as an only child in an upper middle class White family. It was made clear to me by my parents that the Southside was off limits. As a kid I didn't understand why they didn't want me going in that area. But as I entered my teen years I began to understand...
So, I'm lying in bed looking at my Hooter's posters. I have six of them on the wall. It took me six months for my Mom to let me put them up and every now and then my little sister Dody comes in, looks at them and whispers "Pervert!" shakes her head and leaves the room. But tonight, I'm looking at them and playing with myself. Okay, so I'm eighteen. But jus...