Thanks to everyone who took the time out to read my story, and actually like it. I will admit that I didn't know much about dragons when I first wrote this, but I am doing some research on them, and their myths, hopefully I will be successful at putting my own little twist to it. Feedback is more than welcome. Tell me how you feel. But please be nice I am no...
Dear Shoeblossom: Miguel awaits me, as he and his assistants prepare the cocaine with baking soda. Mig gives orders mostly, and the fellows chop and mix the drugs, and suddenly, there I am in my snug little Hello Kitty top and cargo pants. I've been out shopping with Miguel's Platinum Visa, and I grin at him loopily. "Remy, honey how are you?" Mig smil...
Fear comes in many levels and forms, but there is one uniquely terrifying format it takes; the fear of what is within one's self. It's a thinking being's fear, some might say; a fear borne of being self-aware to a detrimental degree. Once you know what you're capable of, there's no way of unknowing that little bit of information And at that moment, if you di...
Author's disclaimer: I consider myself an amateur. Except for the rare times I'm told to write something for work, I am an unpaid author/poet/scriptwriter. What follow are my suggestions for fellow writers who feel their conversations could use some spice. Author's warning: Vulgar language and explicit lesbian sex within! -*-*- This guide is my attempt to...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Parts of this were posted in an earlier form as "Roger Simian". BTW, the punctuation and style are SUPPOSED to be a bit weird. Just me being all wacky and experimental - haha. (COMPLEXION) The author of *Miss Babylon 1999* sits naked lonely and drunk up there in her bedroom/ slurping straight vodka from a coffee mug and gazing distractedly...
So do you ever get that feeling that your subconscious is more intact with the real world than you are? Ok, weird question. Say you were a guy like me, right? And you know, things are going well for you, finally. You have a great job as lead technician for this firm, we'll call it XYZ firm -- just because it sounds cool, not because I can think of anything t...
Ch 4: The Cable Guy Long before I was married I did some wild and crazy things and this is one more of those exciting days of not to long ago, Oh God was it! I had been having a bad time with my cycle and it seem to mess me up and the doctor put me on medication and told me the pills would work in a few days, but he wanted me to take them for a month. Whe...
I knew she had seen my hardons imprinted through my jeans. I had grown quite a healthy dong in my 18 years. It was a mystery even to me where I got such a dick from at 18. So there I sat almost every evening hiding my rock hard dick from my mom while Dora teased relentlessly. Then one day to my surprise, she didn’t wear any panties and let me see the whole t...
"I know how much you hate the bus," Anne sighed. She nestled under the warm covers of her queen-sized bed, allowing the soft hum of the air-conditioning unit to lull her to into a peaceful state. Connected to her calm friend- two hundred miles away via a fiber optic network- an anxious Ellie groaned and climbed onto the familiar bus, small backpack in tow....
Elunara sat downstairs, watching everyone get ready for their day. Lulu sat on the couch beside her, playing with some toys. "Susan? Can I speak with you?" Grogek eyed Elunara. "It's nothing that concerns you." Elunara waved a hand. "I just didn't want her running off to the yard before we could talk." After everyone had left, Susan stood in front of...