With age is supposed to come wisdom. Well, I don't know about that. I probably have a few nuggets to pass on but then again, who would actually listen to an old fart like me. Experience I have in spades and from that I have learned quite a few things. However, the same problem applies to this as to wisdom, who would listen. So, with that said, I'm going t...
What's up, freaks and weirdoes? The name is Melanie Robillard, and I'm a young biracial woman living in the City of Gatineau, Quebec. It's a tough commute to my school but rent is cheaper in Gatineau than in nearby Ottawa. I was born in the City of Montreal to a Haitian immigrant father and a white Canadian mother. Six feet tall, athletic, with light brown s...
If there are no stupid questions, then what kind of questions do stupid people ask? - Scott Adams Still, no sex but the adventure continues. This story is not a traditional romance story. If you're looking for that kind of thing, move along, nothing to see here. But if you enjoy an occasional trip down the rabbit's hole....come along, get ready, and dive in...
Shelly, Jessica, and Becky were captured by the Paladonic Knights. With midnight rapidly approaching, will they be able to escape, or is there a worse fate in store for them? = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Chapter 10 = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Before It's Too Late The air swirled around Shelly as hands flung her into the c...
Part I: The Prisoner and the Concubine I do not know how long I slept for following my encounter with Mistress Cynthia. It could have been days, months, even decades. Indeed the sleep lifted, it seemed an eternity. My mind was clouded and unclear, my vision blurred I blinked the sleep from them, and my head throbbed with pain. Indeed my whole body ached, ev...
When the elves had crossed the great ocean and come to the Sunset lands, they had found themselves almost immediately at home. The local spirits and gods and the like had a similar -- if not identical -- stance when it came to the great Tellings and while their stories did not mesh, they didn't come into direct conflict. And so, elves who wished to find high...
(Note: This is a two chapter story with both chapters here. I hope you enjoy this adventure across the thin line of reality and fantasy.) * I hadn't been to New York City in over twenty years, and in fact, rarely leave my cabin in Maine for any cities. I shop at a local food co-op in our small town, pick up mail a the post office, sometimes get a bowl of s...
I had been running so fast that when the Kull hit me from behind, we went down in a twisted mass of long limbs and longer hair. I had lost the tie to my waist length braid hell knows where, probably miles back. And this Kull's hair was pretty long to, held back only enough to keep his eyes free. Kind of hard to be all berserker warmongering if you can't see...
Carin was smiling as she walked back into her office from refilling her water bottle. She is a vet and pleasantly experiencing a slow day at the clinic after what seemed like a rash of animal emergencies and other time-consuming experiences that have kept her extra busy. At times like these, when it slows down around the clinic and she gets time to breathe...
Chapter 4 A week later on Saturday night, Steve and Margo Betts held a neighborhood party. The format was the same, only it was at their house rather than someone else's: BYOB, and bring some kind of hot side dish or hors d'oeuvre. We arrived with wine, an interesting dish KC made with Brussels sprouts, and a plate of cheeses and crackers than I'd carefully...