Do you hear what I hear? A voice, singing in the woods behind the cemetery. The words faint and distant on the wind like the smell of pine, the taste of cloves. It's so icy out. My teeth chatter, skin flushes, fingers in my mittens feel numb. I'm digging in the snow, looking for the song beneath the evergreen boughs. Do you feel what I feel? A tombstone on...
I was in college when I met the guy who introduced me to the kinky side of sex. (He lives in another city now, but we still meet up.) He's Chinese, well built, short-cropped hair, full luscious lips, a tattoo on his strong muscled calf, and sublime golden skin that demands to be kissed. I've always been attracted to Asian 'bad boys' with a 'mean look' and...
“Where’d the time go?”, he wondered walking in his backyard drinking his morning coffee. “How many days and weeks amounting to months did I wish winter away? Now it’s gone, the daffodils are in bloom and I’m still right here, where it all began and I haven’t even ordered the new rods yet. Am I wasting my life away? I wish she were still here. Things be diffe...
My thanks and deep appreciation go to dforrest3 for his help in editing this chapter of Building Utopia. I feel we now have a much better product. As with all authors however, the errors are mine. * Early the next morning, true to his word, Roger and the new settlers began building barracks for the single men and women to live in and small cabins for the...
The jailer reluctantly gave me a prison uniform, and signed me out under the supervision of Caption Ulf. I was still a prisoner, but now the captain was my captor. The jailer told me the rules. The captain owned me, body and soul, like a dog. He could do anything he wanted with me, except let me go, until my six months were up. The jailer gave the captain a...
The water on the lake was frozen smooth and no snow had yet settled on it's surface. Audrey had been waiting for a day like this all year. In the morning, the she had turned her car radio on as she drove to the local newspaper office were she worked in hopes of some good news. The weatherman did not disappoint her, assuring her and his other listeners that t...
The following morning I awoke, still feeling tired and lazy, thinking I would just llay there and cuddle with my wives. Suddenly, I heard the front door slam open, and what seemed like a stampede to the front of the house awaking all of my wives. Immediately they all turned pale and rushed out of the house to be sick. I thought 'Well, there go my idea of...
Glade was the only one of the captive Mammoth Hunters who knew what to expect. It was much more startling for the other expedition members when at last, after trudging for most of the day through the fresh snow across a long flat plain, their captors brought them to the Cave Painters' settlement by the mountainside. This comprised of the mouths to several ca...
I met the man I would love forever the day they gave me the death sentence. The jailor made me dig my own grave in the soft earth. I looked into the hole where I they would throw me after my death and wondered why I wasn't able to feel anything. I wondered whether they would even give me a gravestone. What would it say? "Zia, Whore and Seedie". My life...
3 Lynn Of course everything changed in Boston. Even in the glorious insanity of that first month in California, I always knew it would. And I assumed Winston did too. But, in retrospect, perhaps he didn't. At least not that it would change so much. How could he? Even I didn't know that. It was love at first sight. Imagine the late unlamented Marlboro ma...