Córdoba, Argentina The trek up the stairs takes almost thirty minutes to scale. There are no other doors connected to the stairway except for the one at the top. A wave of relief courses through them when Sam and Spencer reach the top—not only because the climb was over but because no lights came on and no guards appeared. "This is almost too easy," Sam sa...
Cutting through the cemetery will be much more pleasant than walking along the road. Lovely morning again, sun's shining and there's a warm breeze. I turn left into the cemetery grounds and begin following the path through; looking left and right at the headstones I don't see her approaching from the opposite direction until I hear the sound of footsteps....
This is a chapter from a novel. I penned this work a year ago. However, it has a certain charm. It's set in the 1820's in post Colonial New Jersey, where I grew up. I swear I know these characters, and actually they are local historical characters and I know where they are buried. I have played on their graves. Garrett Cortelyou was a Revolutionary War soldi...
Part Two- The Dance August 23- Belarus, Greece While Professor Chase cleaned herself up in the Cairo Airport restroom, I opened the scroll case we had liberated from the Egyptian Arms Dealers. The scroll, thought to be an ancient text documenting the first commands of Osiris to the King of Egypt, was actually written in a tale written in Latin about King D...
This is a gift for a friend of mine. Please enjoy. There is no actual sex in the first chapter. And probably not in the second one either. But the build up is worth it. ***** This day never seemed to end. I had come into work around 9 and instead of leaving at six like I'm used to it was 10:30 and I still had so much work to do. But it was as necessary as...
I was interviewing for a high-level executive job with the president of the company, who happens to be a woman when I first met you as you greeted me on my way to the interview, an adorable 20-something, curvy, cute, with a plump tushy and a touch top-heavy, quite bubbly but still very professional. The president is an attractive, tallish, slim older woman...
A few hours ago a small rain cloud had dropped a small layer of wetness upon the city. A minute or two later, the warmed ground had evaporated what was left of the fluid and created the most perfect smell ever, fresh rain. I'd had a rough night already, a pile of homework, a book for studying and a series of shitty friends that I'd wished had died a few days...
The light metallic scraping and clinking of the tip of my sword against the ground was the only noise audible in the chamber as I strode toward the robed figure. The chamber was oval shaped, about 75' long and maybe 60' wide, built of stone. In fact, it really resembled more of a dungeon. On either side of the chamber was a wide doorway large enough to fit...
*Please note I wrote this for a friend on another site. It was a fantasy that was shared with me and this is the creation that resulted.* "What a crappy day!" I am thinking to myself as I leave work from a double shift. "My boss is a greedy bitch with no integrity and yet somehow was able to make it look like I am virtually incompetent. Now I have to wal...
Ashley is a cute 19 year old lady, standing at 5'4. She has light brown hair with dark brown streaks in it. Her lips are rosy pink and her eyes are milk chocolate brown. I am 5'8 tall with short brown hair and blue eyes. This story started when Ashley came up with a little idea she had for a scenario for us to play with. * ASHLEY: I'm standing in the kitch...