There is a small town in Switzerland, Obunsbach, that is known for it's fine candies. Indeed, one of the first recorded "sweets shop" is in Obunsbach, selling a honey sugared square of pastry. From the simple pastries to the fanciest of confectioneries, if it is made, it is made better in Obunsbach. This includes their world renown chocolate. Ah yes, 'Ob...
My shift started out pretty good; I'd gotten to work a bit early and clocked in. I looked at the daily sheet to find out how we'd been doing and what our goals were for the day. Jenny, one of the managers, was helping a new associate ring up a customer. I waved hello, not wanting to interrupt them, and then headed to the back to see if Susan had anything spe...
"Good evening, monsieur. My name is Eloise, and I will be serving you tonight." The delicate features of the prostitute were flushed and slightly fearful, but her eyes remained dull, as if she had been broken in one too many times. She was clothed in a worn corset, with silk ribbon crisscrossing up its scarlet front insinuating its own untying. The skirt d...
In this installment of the continuing experiences of my hot-wife and myself, I intend to tie up the loose ends concerning Bill and Joe. I had been trying to put the stories in a rough chronological order but have decided to just write about whatever is on my mind at a particular moment. I have been reading various comments that fall into two camps. The first...
Pam didn't have classes on Friday's, so she went in to pick up her paycheck, then she headed off straight to the department store, to see what kind of nice outfit that should could wear for her date with Ross on Saturday night. She went into the Young women's section, catered to younger women her age, and she looked at the pretty skirts that were displayed....
I was excited beyond words, I had been told of this place by many but never dreamed I would actually go myself. And it was considered a gag gift from my best friend when she handed me the ticket for entry on my birthday. The nights sky clear, the cool of the evening chilling my legs as I walked to the entrance of the establishment. I had picked a beautiful...
He was back. He couldn’t resist, actually. Sleepless nights, restless days, and countless close calls had pushed him too far. All he’d been able to think about was her. And hell, he didn’t even know her name. Until now. Leila. Leila Coltrane. He’d given up trying to get her out of his mind. And now, it was all over for him. Approaching her had been out...
Jack scanned the Student Union hall, searching for his friend. The hall was full with students studying for or recovering from exams before the semester ended for Christmas. After high school, his best friend Angelica had gone off to Art College, so they rarely saw each other anymore, but she'd written and suggested they meet when she came home for Christmas...
"A toast to Sergeant Wair!" shouted Marjov. He laughed, standing up on the bench in the tavern. "He's got the murderer, he's got the jade, and he's got the girl!" There was a cheer, and mugs sloshed into the air, the Guards waving and laughing. There was a clinking and clashing, and then they up-ended their ale. Yvain smiled broadly with them, depositing hi...
Hey. Still waiting on my next Ice Era Chronicle, so I got some more of this written. Murry is kind of growing on me. I was hoping he was going to get saved. I hope you have come back to see what happens next. Cheers. ~M~ From C.M. Moore *** *Chapter 3* Saved... or maybe not. Murry woke up to more terrible agony then he'd ever felt in his life. His eyes...