The next evening, Magdalyn sat on the window seat, gazing out at the second twilight while the servants quietly and efficiently set up the table that she and the High Lord would dine at. Earlier, she had been brought to the fourth floor, and the round tower that was the High Lord's private rooms. She had been told only that he would join her shortly. Drawin...
"What's the mission?" Elunara shook her head. "I'm stuck in city, babysitting." "Oof. What of me?" "Go fleece somebody." She snorted. After the delegation left, King Wrynn rubbed his neck and sighed. He felt like he'd rather be a pit fighter than deal with these obnoxious politics. Making his way to his room, he rolled his shoulder. A loud thump had hi...
An English summer sun gleamed on the mast of the old Cutty Sark as it lay forlornly in the dry docks at Greenwich. As I stared at it I wondered at the fate of those that sailed in her and called her home. The sound of a ship moving up the Thames River drew my attention and I wandered off toward the railing along the high walls of the riverbank. The water,...
FOR Linda AND FOR Mikey WITH MY LOVE AND GRATITUDE I have always felt both the sincerest gratitude and the profoundest regret at having known and loved you both, gratitude for the love that you both called forth from my heart and regret for the way it all turned out for each of us. In the one case I have thought that I had taken life, and in the other I...
Author's Note: I wrote this about nine months ago and back then I thought it was the best thing ever! Looking back on it now I accept that it's actually pretty shit, but in a weird way I'm still proud of it. I hope you enjoy it! I'm looking forward to sharing some of my more recent work with you. Sam * I Lucy Clarke I was sat cross legged on my parents...
All characters are over eighteen. All people and places are fictional. ***** The pinkish twilight of a long summer day was hanging in the sky when Misty's car pulled in my driveway. I had a strange compulsion to sit on my front steps and wait for her to arrive, and when she did I couldn't seem to wipe the somewhat nervous smile off my face. She seemed to h...
An English summer sun gleamed on the mast of the old Cutty Sark as it lay forlornly in the dry docks at Greenwich. As I stared at it I wondered at the fate of those that sailed in her and called her home. The sound of a ship moving up the Thames River drew my attention and I wandered off toward the railing along the high walls of the riverbank. The water,...
It was a balmy Spring evening and I decided I'd go for a stroll. I was going to get myself some fresh air and some (not too strenuous) exercise and enjoy the clement weather. It was twilight and would remain so for another hour or so. Ample time for an evening constitutional. Strolling through the park. Birds were retiring to their favourite trees for the n...
Ch. 04 - Sara Enters the Zone Sara called while I was at work. I agreed to meet her for lunch at her apartment. She had asked me earlier to bring a pair of my wife's panties and bra the next time I came over. I had them in the car and brought them in with me. As we ate sandwiches Sara asked me how my wife had been able to make me impudent around other wome...
Finished screwing her husband in the blockhouse, Gerta dressed and joined Harry, sitting on the roof. They held each other, arm-in-arm, for a long time, just watching the beach and the ocean. Then, they heard voices coming up the trail. A group of tourists appeared, with their cameras and binoculars. The tourists spoke German.... ....Now that he was reaso...