***** Sara gets a chance to really strut her stuff on Bourbon Street A friend of one of The Three J's boyfriends has a plan to impress his father and show him that he has the vision to take over "The Three Jacks" club on Bourbon Street. The Three J's and an S agree to help him in his plan which involves them walking down Bourbon Street on five consecutive...
Once in a cottage in the woods, there lived a man with three sons. The oldest, who was much beloved by both parents, was cocky and known for his arrogance. The middle son, who was also spoiled from birth, was pleasant and agreeable but lacked any real follow-through, and the youngest was flat-out a simpleton. His father and brothers took every opportunity to...
************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan August 2016 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 is a fant...
Part 8. Mandy's butt was still on fire, but it was a good hurt. She opened her eyes to find herself entangled in a mass of bodies. The bed wasn't crowded, but it was full. She shifted to the side, discovering her pillow was in fact William's thigh. Under his arms were Beth and his niece, Rebekka. Her own lover, Sandra, was entwined with the ebony-hued Jerom...
For those of you just joining us, this is the tale of Hillary Trenton, once an ordinary, run-of-the-mill, stunningly beautiful archaeologist, until an incident involving gamma rays changed her! Now, Hillary fights crime as the super-powered (and super-cocked) heroine known as Futa-Girl! With her trusty friend Sue Christensen backing her up from a secret lair...
It took two days before Kamea got around to setting up interviews to hire new servants. And they would be male. She savored that word. Male. Maybe she should do like her husband and take one as her lover. The duke was noticeably less impressed by the prospect of hiring new people to replace Joy and Hope. He was still smarting from their defiance as they ha...
Ch. 14 - Turkey Day The sun was just peeking through the curtains as I awoke. Cindy and Friane were already getting dressed. Through blurry eyes, I watched them put on their clothes. I thought that I was mistaken, as they were putting on camo t-shirts and pants. I could see the nipples through the tight t-shirts...obviously no bras. The sun was shining thr...
Copyright Oggbashan April 2005 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. * * * * * Three or four times a year a sign saying 'Auditions' u...
My name is Rosalind, "Roz." Tears are slowly rolling down my cheek as I stand on the tarmac at the airfield. A big military transport has just landed and it is bringing my husband, Jeff, and his unit home from a year long deployment in an overseas combat zone. This should be a moment of happiness and the tears should be those of joy. But that's not the cas...
In the high mountain deserts temperatures can go from one extreme to an other, from down right cold at night to blistering hot during the day. This summer has been no different from summers in the past. The only exception is now we have to cater to bunch of tin horns. It seems the ranch I've been working for has come up with another way of making money. Tou...