This is the continuing confession of my girlfriend Emma whom I have just driven in the KBG limo on a tour of the surrounding countryside on her way to the kinky altar to be married in a porno wedding to Jay. However things had got a little awkward on the tour. When we arrived back at Tulle Towers I was two pictures short of the total number I should have ha...
The creature was almost on top of me, and I had resigned myself to being trampled under its feet when there was a cry, and, to my intense relief it seemed to be pulled up, as if the rider of it were controlling it, as one might control a horse or camel. It came to a halt just a few feet away from me; in another step or two I would have found myself crushed...
Punishments and Rewards The goddess suddenly tilted her head, chuckling out loud. "Oh come in already..." Before Zalen had time to ask who she was referring to there were footsteps from the doorway. He gasped as he recognized the arrivals - three Veiled Ones, and all three wearing the queen veil revealing them to be members of the Veiled Council. The fir...
Edited by Mandy Marie (Many, many thanks!!) It had been a long day. Hell, who was he kidding, it'd been a long week. He had been working so much it had started to cause friction between he and his girlfriend. The arguments had been coming more frequently these days and he wished there was some way to just make it all go away. He had a great job but it kept...
THE GOLEM A small shadow moved about a much larger room, body clothed in sweeping robes as she busied herself with the intense display around her. The shadow, a young mage named Lorelai, gathered an armful of poultices and potions as she danced her way through the closed space. There, at the end of the hallway, she finally stopped her jog in a sweep of her...
P_l_e_a_s_e _ d_o_n_'_t _ s_h_u_t _ m_e _ o_f__f_. I_'_m _ n_o_t _ a _ v_i_r_u_s_. _ I_'_m _ a _ g_h_o_s_t_. L_o_o_k _ a_t _ t_h_e _ k_e_y_b_o_a_r_d_. _ _ T_h_e _ k_e_y_s _ a_r_e _ m_o_v_i_n_g_. C_o_u_l_d _ a _ c_o_m_p_u_t_e_r _ v_i_r_u_s _ m_o_v_e _ t_h_e _ k_e_y_s _ o_n _ y_o_u_r _ k_e_y_b_o_a_r_d_?_" Good, you believe me. That makes things a lot easie...
Copyright Oggbashan June 2002 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 story in the "Silverbridge" series but can be read on its...
The scholar awoke, her hips aching slightly. She let out a soft groan of discomfort, as she shifted out of the bed, her feet silently touching the ground. She shifted her weight slowly, to avoid a strain from the bedsprings, or a creak from the floor boards. She heard the man breathing heavily in the bed. She cast her eyes over to the door, as the ship rolle...
"Fantastic pictures, Bess," Bonnie said flipping through the album. "You look unbelievable hot. I think a man may have a problem choosing which one is best. I like the cover, 'Black Leather'. It will go well together with mine. " "Thanks," Bess replied, "but I owe it all to Tom. He made it so much easier than I thought it would be." "Yes, he is good. Did h...
Years ago, we lived in a rather small, tight-knit community. Half the town seemed to be related by blood. The townspeople were very ethnic and prided themselves on their Eastern European heritage. Parties, dancing, and lots of drinking are part of that heritage. Jean and I are social drinkers; we enjoy the light buzz alcohol provides us, but each of us rarel...