(another fantasy involving football) As Judy was driving towards Jeff's house, she thought aloud to herself why she still went over there to watch the Bears play. Judy looked again at her favorite football outfit she wore. A white half shirt that scarcely covered her busom with a giant Bears logo on the chest was under her denim jacket that matched the mini...
Ahh, Fortnite. (*French voice*) Love it or hate it it’s one of the most successful and influential video games of all time. The franchise is flourishing and is used in everything. From toys to clothing. From Pro League Gaming to Monopoly (Yeah that’s right. Fortnite Monopoly! Now families can break apart while everyone is flossing) But there’s one field that...
The world was still young and man had barely risen above the apes on the evolutionary ladder. One tribe had begun to spread its influence across the land along with its genetics. That tribe had its beginnings from a survivor of a spaceship wrecked on this remote world. That had been many many years ago and now the tribe had spread up and down most of the riv...
I waited until I was sure my Mistress had gone before cautiously raising my head from the ground to look about me. As I knelt upright, I winced. My left buttock ached sharply where she had sunk her teeth. The afternoon was starting to turn towards night. The air was cooler on my bare skin. I shivered and stood. Entering my Mistress's hut, I had first to wai...
This is the fifth installment in what has become a series. Hopefully, this story can be read enjoyably on its own. However, this story continues the story from in the first four installments. Reading those installments in sequence will provide context and an understanding of who the characters are. Any resemblance in this story to any real person or organiza...
"That's for the final skin!" Ron tried to psych out Robert. The skin was for $300; carry overs from the last six holes. "Sink this and it's all yours!" Robert was not unnerved by Ron's trying to seed doubt into his mind. Slight uphill with a left to right break was the way Robert saw it crouched behind the ball. He took his stance and addressed the Titleist...
This is the fourth installment in what has become a series. Hopefully, this story can be read enjoyably on its own. However, this story continues the story started in the first three installments. Reading those installments in sequence will provide context and an understanding of who the characters are. This story starts slowly. I apologize. ***** Time get...
This is the second installment in what may become a series. Hopefully, this story can be read enjoyably on its own. However, reading the first installment will provide better context and show the development of the characters. ***** There was no real fall-out from our Friday evening at the Jeffries'. The longer I thought about it, the less I was concerned...
Early morning sun shines on the ship as it rests on an island in the tropical seas. Mor and Breen are snoozing on the floor of Mol Dett's ship. Mor has passed out, lying on top of Breen like a big orange frog. Breen on the other hand is alternately picking his nose with his thumb and his ear with his pinky finger, being careful not to wake Mor. The prox alar...
This represents a fantasy of mine. Partially because of the actual game itself and partially because I would have loved for this to happen. Enjoy. Deep inside, Jeff bled burgundy and gold. Born in the District of Columbia during the early seventies, he was inundated with professional football. His first memories growing up were watching the victory parade...