Four weeks left in this hell hole, I thought, as I headed to my tent and a sorely needed shower. I had no doubt that these last weeks would feel as long as the 21 weeks that preceded them. I had been a happy civilian until July 1990 when it was realized that there would be no diplomatic solution to Iraq's invasion of Kuwait. The letter that was delivered t...
Raion awoke gently. The smell of cherry blossom invaded His senses and the texture of fine silken hair was upon His throat. He lay still, eyes still closed as soft hands untied the haorihimo fastening His juban and drew the panels aside. He felt the still chill air brush across His body begging Him to tense but He remained motionless. Gently her hand caresse...
She was on the subway staring at her hands nervously as she thought about what would take place over the next several hours. She had posted an ad about this before, but never actually went through with a meeting. In her previous relationships she always hated that moment of awkwardness where she tried to explain what her real sexual thoughts and desires were...
I yawned and stretched, leaning back in my chair. Nearly done for the day, I thought to myself, glancing at my watch. After a full day of teaching piano lessons, I'd just sent my second-to-last student out to her parents and was ready to be finished. Glancing again at my watch, I decided I had a few moments and padded down the hall to the kitchen for somethi...
The next of my experiences in the village occurred when a notable young wild child appeared. She had come to the village to purge herself and to escape the nightclub lifestyle for a while. A few days after she arrived she approached me and asked me why I was there. "I don't know who you are," she said to me, "but I can tell that you are not a native. I was...
(Weapons of seduction) "A weapon is a tool with a purpose. Be the craftsman of such tool and master its qualities." Tiger said as she twirled the Bo staff in front of him. His medium frame cautiously paced back and forth across the mat. Little Dragon countered his every move. Tiger went one way; Little Dragon would go the other. Circling each other in the...
The chandeliers were dripping with crystals that reflected sparkles all over the groaning board of the massive dining room table sitting on a huge Oriental carpet in the Kuomintang government of China's embassy in Kalomara, the diplomatic section of Washington, D.C. The room was permeated with the sound of the lilting laughter of the most expensively gowned,...
Help! I'm in serious danger of having too much fun! The name is Adrian Jerome Beau. A young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Toronto, Province of Ontario. Unknown to the world is the fact that I am a Vampire. Yep, one of the denizens of the night. The others of my kind are all over North America, the Caribbean, Southeast Asia, the Middle Ea...
Chapter 3: Cruising with Ellie and a Friend Thanks for the nice comments, I appreciate them very much. Enjoy this next log entry and let me know what you liked. * The next morning, I woke early as was my pattern, rose, showered and shaved, made some hot coffee, my own mix of vanilla roast and regular ground, and gently slid back into bed with Ellie (see...
Blacktung shuffles up the stairs of the Brill Inn to his waiting room he'd just bought for the night. Behind him loped the troll shaman Yonti. BT had run into him downstairs that night and thought Wyxt might want to play with the strange troll again, if past nights had been any indictor. Both entering the room, they sit in chairs, waiting for Wyxt to make he...