The moon hung like a huge, silver dish over the mountain. A clear sky allowed so much light that Mags almost didn't need her headlights. She could see far beyond the reach of the beams, out into the spookily gray distance, up to where the road curved and snaked to the summit. The South Carolina night breathed warmly and seductively, and she understood why so...
When Joe Miller threw the midget hooker over the table James Fowler thought it was a good time to leave. She was fucking ugly and she was fucking annoying and no, they didn't want to fuck her up the ass no matter how cheap the price was. Fowler just wished Miller hadn't resorted to such a physical means of registering his disapproval, or had at least waited...
Black swans glide along the surface of the lake that surrounds the Hotel Pavane. In the evening, the sinking sun paints the sky and the water red, and the swans become black images casting long shadows among the shadows of the trees that line the shore: shadows with shadows amidst shadows upon the red rippled lake. The Hotel itself was once a ducal palace,...
Greetings. Some of you might be curious about the herb stuff in here, it's all true except for goldroot, I made that up. Knitbone = Comfrey. Though plantain refers to a leafy common plant, not a fruit. Please rate and comment if you find the story sufficiently entertaining. _______________________________________________ Jayla was being chased by huge her...
Kyle was in the island by fluke, his plans to gather with a few friends to discuss the latest in NLP had been laid to rest as the third bailed out. Kyle was alone, on the island, with bare feet as he walked on the sand. It was a beautiful sandy beach, white sand till as far as the eyes could see. He wished he had Shannon by his side. The chalets were laid w...
Authors Note #1 This one could have fit in either LW or Mature, but I chose mature—mostly because that's how I pictured the characters. Authors Note # 2 All constructive criticism welcomed and even encouraged. I had a king sized case of writers block for months. After a lot of false starts, with a disc half full of partially finished stories, I decided to f...
Those of you that think that prostitutes are nothing more than a commodity, to use and discard like a piece of toilet paper after you've wiped your arse, should maybe consider not reading any further because this story will probably offend your narrow minded and misogynist attitudes. These women are in a service industry that provides relief to those willing...
Thank you all once again for taking the time to read me. Remember it's free and fantasy, so any similarities to anyone or anything are purely coincidence. Please remember to comment and vote. XOXO ***** So as I looked at the outfit, outfit number four, I decided to clean up a bit. My body still trembling from the need for release. I knew what I nee...
Errors occur every day in the manner in which words are used. Let's talk about some of the most common. GOOD / WELL GOOD is an adjective and is used to provide description to a noun. Some examples are: The good boy always gets a reward or He settled into bed with a good book. WELL is an adverb and is used to modify or lends description to adjectives, verb...
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