You can either blame or thank Waratah and Tennesseered for this one. ~~~~ One of my brother's favourite hobbies is whinging about how much farmer's whinge. It's worse when he's drunk or emotional, and on the day of my parents' wake, he was both. The mourners had all long since departed and it was just us kids and our partners. The food had been cleared...
This story plays fast and loose with Ancient History and Linguistics; be warned. Those who declare war are willing to kill as many as it takes to reach their goal. Editing magic performed by KJ24 and Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells. Thanks to NM for his help with Magyar terminology and titles. There is a bit...
Decades ago when I was still a fairly young man, there was a quiet pub in my corner of London that was popular among gentlemanly American sailors. Not the sort of rowdy drunken loudmouths that gave their country a bad name, mind you, but their more mature brethren who enjoyed a quiet drink and pleasant conversation by the fireside before returning to sea. Ha...
Chapter 14 Revelation Friday, December 23, 2011, 9pm Jesse and Gregor walked out of the media room side by side. Gregor had just shown Jesse a pair of DVD's that explained both the mechanics of the new technology he had developed as well as some actual surgery using the equipment. Jesse was stunned into silence as he watched a procedure to replace a faulty...
Truth Cries from the Semen, a Metaphysical Journey ====================== Author's notes. Almost a narrative, the story recounts in first person a melancholic intellectual young woman's self-discovery journey from naïve "real world" pornography exposure to her ominous choice to throw herself, all at once, into an entire night of visceral fetishistic group...
Note: All persons in this novel are fictitious. If you are looking for a great deal of explicit sexual activity, this story is not for you. Those scenes that are included will be evocative rather than just for the sake of sex itself. This story is for your reading pleasure. Its length is undetermined at this time, because I do not know where my mind will tak...
CHAPTER 11 His husky promise sent an inexpressible tingle all over her body. The breath caught in Alexa's throat as her hazel eyes stared undauntedly into the piercing blue of Grant's unyielding ones. At once, she could see how the desire within them engulfed the irises into that dark indigo color that almost seemed black. She shivered in knowing that she...
White Buddha: Portrait of an ESL Teacher in China "Melvin..." "Where was he from?" "Portland, Oregon." "That's weird." "It's a weird place..." "But he hated Portland, like, really, really hated Portland, always shitted on its hipsters, and politically correct, passive aggressive people..." "He certainly was not passive aggressive." "Wasn't he...
This is my third Tug story. In this one, our hero and his Atlantean wife solve the mystery of Jack the Ripper; thereby, saving the world from Nazi Armageddon. Their discoveries expose the real truth behind the Whitechapel murders, along with some of the more unsavory elements of Victorian England. Along the way, they meet the legendary Victorian swashbuckler...
I'm flying the airplane. A wing dips and I turn the wheel, scraping ailerons on the frozen air. The plane yaws; I reach up and adjust the trim. It rolls; I pull back on the yoke. We level off. I'm scared, afraid of losing control, of falling. But still, I'm flying. It's my skill that keeps us in the air, keeps the passengers safe. The passengers... I...