If you are reading this Journal for the first time, it is a series of entries that start with A BusinessWoman's Journal Apr/May'10, so please take the time to read the story chronologically. Enjoy * Thursday, December 23, 2010 Tonight was our office Christmas party. It was held in one of the dining rooms of Mr. Von Elder's private club. The club is abs...
Guy Dorr chuckled upon passing a safe distance away from his latest mark. The man continued to haggle with the hawker at his cart, completely unaware that he no longer had any coin to pay once the dueling pair reached an acceptable price. Guy had slit the man's purse with a razor sharp knife without even breaking stride. Slipping the coins into his own purs...
Sia had been placed back in the camp, left as the sloppy mess she'd been made by the Stallion and the men...plus the orc who had taken the time to recover by now. The two men had returned to the others for now, taking a breather themselves from the little fun they had had with the Troll-bitch who was now on the ground, still moaning softly in the heat of the...
The morning sun rose over the mountain, I stood near the willow tree as the faint glow of sunlight began to filter over the town of Lonesome. Today was a new day, and new people set to arrive for another day in the tourist hot spot of Lonesome, Montana. Once a western movie location the town had been revitalized by the owner, Edward Brilliant; a self made...
A Strange Meeting in Barzal Pass Arrows hissed overhead to splinter against the cold gray stones that loomed over his furious escape. He spurred his horse hard, crouching low in the saddle and cursing his luck. A patrol, this far out from the City, and one willing to chase him this deep into Barzal Pass? He knew he should have left an offering to Ulbaz, the...
Author's Note: This story is the third installment of my "Rarity" series. The order of the stories should be on my profile's biography. I think this story doesn't have much conflict in it at all. I wanted to write something happy and adorable. This story will involve centaurs. All graphically described sexual content in my stories involve characters that are...
Chapter 3: 'It's Not Cricket But Who Cares' Taking the pick-up was absolutely no problem and by 7.15 I was well on the way to the American Village. To do what? Well, not to put too fine a point on it, to fuck another man's wife. Was that fair? This wife seemed to think so. How would my wife react? Well, as sure as hell I was not going to tell her. Would my...
Fair warning, this is probably going to be a very long story. It may take a year for me to finish it. I want to do it justice, so I'm not going to rush. For the impatient ones out there, you may want to pass it by until I have a few more chapters posted. Apologies to Randi, she was supposed to edit this but I ran out of time. All mistakes, misspellings, etc....
My name is Cassidy and I'm the maid at the house at the edge of town. You know, the one with the red lantern that all the cowhands and farm boys like to visit and the fine upstanding ladies of the community pretend to ignore. We got a new girl, Nell, working here. She started last week and set up her room in the strangest way. She doesn't know about me and...
Horse CondomEdited by Thegreat_pretender "So, how long have you two been married?" Keyhole asked as she cut her pancake stack down the middle. "Well, about five years now, hehe, right babe?" Della asked in between shoving pancakes in her mouth. "Yeah, about five years," Willy agreed, taking a bite of her pancakes. "Oh, that's nice! You all seem to get al...