With thanks to Edmond Rostand's Cyrano, Scheherazade and all the forgotten storytellers who kept her alive for all One Thousand and One Nights. ***** We had arrived at the cabin around sunset. The trees were cast in a golden light but we could not see the sun setting through the dense canopy. When we opened the door to the living room it was awash in orang...
Jareth was relieved when he saw the flicker of campfires on the road ahead. It had been a long and tiring day, most of it spent on horseback, and the next day would prove to be just as strenuous. He prayed that the owner of the fires would prove to be a hospitable sort. If they wouldn't let him stay the night in their camp, at least perhaps they would provid...
"What's this?" Jim asked, as he picked a small leather bound book up off of the nightstand. "It looks like the old man's diary. He was writing in it quite a bit these past few days," replied Robert, the other hospital orderly. "Well, what should I do with it?" questioned Jim. "Either throw it away or keep it. The old man had no friends or relatives that I...
I heard Robins singing outside my window in early April when Jimmy rolled over on top of me. His morning wood pressed against me. The grin on his face told me what he wanted. Although, I was tired and barely awake after last night's love making and multiple orgasms, I knew there was no way I could say no. "Looks like you are interested in an encore Jimmy."...
(This story is the result of a combined effort by three people. I had the true pleasure of working with Angie Everhart, aka Angie E, without whose help this would be a jumble of words and not a story, and with dianah the audio diva whose voice makes this story even better. Angie has also taken this concept and written her own version, which she will publish...
Gloria was dressed like a cheap whore. Short, black semi-sheer mini-skirt. Braless, she wore a too tight and too small, neon pink tube top that barely contained her boobs. Gaudy costume jewelry and knee high, faux leather black boots. Poofy black hair, overdone make-up and strong perfume. And underneath, lace, red crotchless panties. It made her feel like a...
The first part of the story needs to be read to understand this part. --------------------------------------------- I spent all my time in the office now, watching Kate and Ethan on the TV monitors, or working on a plan to break them up. At first I found it hard to watch Kate play like she was Ethan's wife, like cleaning the house, cooking him dinner, and...
I want you guys to give me a full review on what do you think. I want you to be completely honest with me. This is one of my very first fiction in English, and it's a fanfiction. The pairing is Adam Levine and Blake Shelton. Anyway, English isn't my native language and I want to know my weakness, my strength... etc., as I said, full review. Don't be shy, I n...
In the previous chapter When a picture isn't good enough you finally learnt of my love for Izzy and how I was left crying on the steps waving her goodbye. This may be the last episode in this series since I'm within six months of coming up to date. Again many thanks to all those offering encouragement. * With Izzy gone, my life felt empty so, 'booting-up'...
A knock. "Can I come in?" she asks. Wet and tired. "Do you want to? You're the one who left." She stares at me intently. Hesitation and drama. "I was... disturbed. Can I come in?" I step aside just enough to let her past. She smells of bourbon and fear. I watch as she removes her overcoat: a painted-on pair of jeans and a second skin of a tee-shirt. If s...