Through time immemorial, there have been strange creatures called Karens wandering the Earth. They are basically entitled drama makers and often demand to speak to somebody's manager. Today we will follow the adventures of one such Karen and the chaos she leaves in her wake.What's next? Karen Potter Karen Washington Karen Swan Jr. Karen Simpson Jr. A Game o...
Cindy Biggs, the archaeologist who had studied the swan statue discovered in prince Kyrhan's palace was back in front of him. - Mrs Biggs, I must apologize for my rude behavior when you presented us the results of your investigations. I was horrified to discover that my ancestors had such horrible mores. - It was the custom at that time. No use to fret abo...
Day Seven Cherie Partridge wasn't the type of person to curse, but she was cursing today. She'd gone into the Le Petite Chou and Brandi must have hugged her twenty times for introducing her to Irina. Irina had thanked her in her own unique way. She was hoping to meet Thomas for lunch, but he had to meet with the "Turtledoves" for another event, then his...
While vacationing in Bavaria, I visited the famous castles of Germany to include their history in my syllabus for the fall’s European 19th Century History class. While touring Neuschwanstein Castle, I noticed a rare painting of Elisabeth, the Empress of Austria, the famed and jilted lover of King Ludwig. I might as well have been looking in a mirror for El...
Antonia's office is wide and oval with built-in shelves with old books and ornaments. Where the shelves end in the far curved corner of the office is a cello, properly polished without a speck of dust. In the far curved wall is a wide desk made from glass, equipped with a holo-array and a computer with access to the galactic data-stream, decorated with a gla...
Beth stirred, looking at me sleepily. "Mm, I slept really well." She gave me a sheepish smile. "I think I was a bit 'right now' last night, wasn't I..." I stroked her hair. "Believe me, I'm not complaining." I glanced at the bedside clock. "Do you want a quick swim while we still have the pool to ourselves?" Beth shook her head, shifting closer to me. "Le...
Operation Paramour: Component 01 Approximately 45 kilometres southwest of Orleans, France August 8, 1942 0338 hours (local) The Lancaster bomber flew at its maximum speed in total darkness, the pilot keeping his bird as low to the terrain as he dared. There were no stars out tonight, all of them were hidden behind an overcast sky. When the co-pilot looke...
At the end of my Tulip I mentioned an erotic art work, the depiction of a black swan impregnating an Aborigine girl. It's a variant on Leda and the Swan, in which the supreme god Zeus in the form of swan copulates with a girl. There are numerous paintings, sculptures and drawings of this myth, many pretty erotic. There are also many highly erotic versions, a...
Copyright Oggbashan May 2003 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. This story involves the characters introduced in "The Bridesmaids' Re...
Had he not seen the number on the call display, Dennis might well have let the call simply go to voicemail. He was exhausted and every inch of his body hurt – although it hurt in a very good way. "Hi honey," Dennis said to the caller as he tried to keep the exhaustion from showing up in his voice. "It's great to hear from you. Where are you?" "I'm about 20...