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©2013 by Senorlongo. This is a work of fiction. All characters are creations of my imagination. Any similarity to real people is strictly coincidental.

David and Hosi work together as the tribe faces its biggest challenge ever—betrayal!

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CHAPTER 1

Sean and I walked slowly back from the forges. We’d spent the entire day working with iron, making arrowheads and spear points. All we had to do now was attach them to the wooden shafts. He had his arms around his assistants—they’d played with each other all the way home, kissing and touching, expressing their love for each other.

We had begun the walk together, but he had a few more distractions than I did and now he was more than a hundred feet behind me. I was just about to exit the woods when I noticed something I thought was funny—not ‘ha ha’ funny—’wrong’ funny. I turned to Sean holding up my left hand to say ‘stop’ and my right hand to my lips for quiet.

‘What’s wrong, David?’ It was Misa, one of the assistant/live-in lovers.

I led them back into the tall grass. I whispered, ‘Take a look. Then tell me what’s wrong.’ The women knelt forward for not more than ten seconds before returning. ‘Where is everyone?’

‘My question, exactly. We need to find out what’s going on. Can we sneak up on the village?’

‘We can,’ she replied, ‘but it would be best if you stay here. Please do not be insulted, but you are clumsy in the woods.’ She turned and both women melted away as silently as ghosts. They returned about a half hour later. ‘We could not see any of the tribeswomen, but we did see several men carrying funny rifles.’

When I asked further I determined they were talking about AK-47’s. This was obviously a huge problem—one that would require care and planning. The four of us returned hurriedly to the forges. We decided to make as many arrows and spears as we had heads for. The women had their bows and could do a lot of damage if they had to. They weren’t in Hosi’s class, but they were no slouches either.

The good thing about the forges was that few of the tribe and even fewer of the men knew their location. They were deep in the mountains hidden in a small glen. Only the smoke would give away the location, and even then only when there was little wind—an extremely rare event. We reached there just as the sun was setting. We made several hundred arrows by the light of the glowing embers and more than fifty spears, connecting the iron heads to the shafts with thin, but strong plant fibers and sealing with a thin layer of beeswax. We carried all our weapons down the path, hiding them in the bushes and weeds.

I also carried a long rope, woven from a number of strong vines. It was almost fifty feet long. Finally, I brought two short pieces of iron bar, each about two feet long—leftovers from the manufacture of the spear heads. We reviewed my plan as we stole barefooted through the dark jungle illuminated only by the cloud-covered quarter moon. We snuck along the bank of the river until we were near the palace. That’s when we first noticed a guard pacing around the building. I took note of the time. He made one transit on an average of seventy-five seconds. We waited until he was around the corner before running to the side of the building.

The women—stronger than either of us—lifted me by my waist until they each had a foot in their hands. One colossal boost lifted me onto the thatched roof. I used my iron bars to dig into the thatch and hold myself in place as they ran back into hiding.

They were there less than ten seconds when the guard turned the corner. I scrunched down into the thatch, my khaki clothing blending in well with my surroundings. He had turned the far corner again before I began making my way across the roof. Stopping at the skylight in our bedroom, I quickly tied the rope to one of the beams and lowered myself slowly to the floor. I tiptoed to Hosi’s bed and was just about to place my hand over her mouth when she whispered, ‘I knew you’d come. Be careful—there’s a guard outside the door.’ I cut the rope holding her hands behind her back and kissed her gently.

‘What happened,’ I whispered back, ‘How’d they get past the patrol?’

‘It was Jacob. He led them into a trap—an ambush. They were outnumbered and caught completely by surprise.’ Surprisingly, what Hosi had said made a lot of sense. Jacob had practically begged to accompany me on the last trip to the city. I saw him on a pay phone when I exited one of the stores. He told me he wanted to let his mother know he was OK. Now he had betrayed all of us.

‘Where are all the tribeswomen and the men?’

‘Most are tied up in the throne room, others in the dining hall and the hospital. I think the men are in our old house. All are under guard. They could probably escape or beat the guards but they won’t because they know that I’ll be killed first if they do.’

‘Well, I think we need to do something about that, don’t you?’ I showed her the iron bars as I moved behind the doors. When I was ready she screamed. The door flew open and two heavily armed guards ran into the room. I smashed a bar across the rear guard’s head and the other’s on the backswing. To make sure I hit each of them again and again until I was sure they were dead. I dragged them to a corner as Hosi took their weapons and ammunition. I closed the door and we climbed back to the roof.

We sidled carefully to our children’s room. I lowered Hosi to the floor. Once she was there I followed and she took her place behind the door. I woke Kela and whispered to her—this was her chance to be a warrior. She nodded and I joined Hosi. When I signaled Kela she screamed ‘Mama…Mama.’ The guard opened the door, but did not enter. Kela screamed again and he took two steps into the room. They were the last steps he’d ever take. Hosi took out her frustrations on his skull, dropping him in an instant. We closed the door and talked for a moment, planning ahead.

Hosi thought she had seen between twelve and fifteen attackers. Three were already down and I was sure we could take down the guard outside with ease. Hosi climbed to the roof and waved to Sean. She pantomimed shooting a bow. The next time the guard walked past he was struck fatally with two arrows, fired from the nearby shadows by Sean’s assistants. They dragged the body away as Hosi dropped the rope for them. A minute later there were five of us in the children’s room. Hosi took one of the bows and a handful of arrows. One of the assistants had the other bow, the other several spears. I had an AK-47, but I was praying I wouldn’t have to use it. Silent weapons would be much more effective now.

We tiptoed down the hallway toward the dining hall. It was smaller than the throne room so it figured there would be fewer guards. My watch showed the time at 3:47. The hallways were dark. We couldn’t be seen when we peeked around the corner. There were several lanterns lit in the hall. We could see the tribeswomen seated on the floor, their hands tied behind their backs. There were three guards spread out in the hall although two of them looked to be half asleep. We pulled back for Hosi’s orders.

‘Misa, you take the closest guard. He’s only about ten yards away. Wait for my first shot. I’ll take the one who’s awake first then I’ll take the other while you take your shot.’ She strung one arrow, as did Misa, Hosi placed another in my hand, signaling that I was to stay behind her. She sent Misa to the other side of the hall where she’d have a clear shot. Hosi leaned against the wall as she drew the bowstring back. She nodded to Misa who nodded, showing she, too, was ready.

Hosi released her shot. The only sign was a slight ‘woosh’ through the air. A second later a second ‘woosh’ as Misa released her shot, almost at the same instant as Hosi’s second. All three guards were dead in less than two seconds. The women looked up, but did not speak. They knew the impor
tance of remaining silent. They were cut free in minutes. One went to retrieve Sean and our children. We all exited through the rear doors, melting into the jungle.

We now had almost two hundred warriors, but only a handful of weapons. Our next stop was the hospital. We snuck up to the building, setting another ambush. Sometimes the simplest tactics are the most effective, and this was one of those times. Ten warriors with spears went to the rear. Hosi and several others went to the front and sides where there were lots of windows. There were two guards inside along with perhaps a hundred Amazons. Hosi pulled back to instruct her troops. Again, it was the archers who were in the forefront with the spear carriers in reserve.

Hosi identified the targets and nocked her arrow in the string. She once again took the farther target, leaving the closer one to her lesser companion. This time they shot simultaneously and again their aim was true. The warriors were released and we moved on to the next targets. The only sounds had been the startled ‘Ugghs’ as the arrows struck home, shattering each man’s heart and the dropping of their weapons to the floor.

Hosi ordered the village searched. Almost a hundred bows and their arrows were found in one of the houses. Now we had an army, but we still had to be careful. We had taken out eight of their group, but even a half dozen men with assault rifles could do a lot of damage, even kill half the tribe.

Our next stop was Hosi’s old house. I had many happy memories there. We peeked in the rear window, I was reminded of the time we had eavesdropped behind Reta’s house, learning of her plot to kill the queen and take over the tribe. This time we looked in to see all the men—all except Jacob…the rat! I couldn’t wait until I ran into him. There were three which seemed like a lot until I looked at Scott and Kevin. Both had been beaten. Rini almost gasped, but her warrior training and discipline prevailed. I could see the hatred in her eyes. She’d skin these men alive given the chance. Now we had plenty of bows and arrows.

Hosi called her troops together. There were two windows and an open doorway, but one of the guards sat in a chair just inside the door, hidden behind the fireplace. It would be almost impossible to get to him unless… I could see the wheels turning in Hosi’s head. She dispatched three warriors, all with spears. They snuck down three houses, keeping low then they turned left and crossed the narrow lane. Behind the facing houses they retraced their steps until they were behind my old house just across the street. Now they spread out, one on each side and one headed through the house for the doorway. I heard a brief whistle, more a bird call than anything else. Hosi and Rini took their aim from the rear window and fired just as Hosi yelled, ‘Now!’

The spear women leaped forward and threw. One struck the guard in the chest, the others in his abdomen. Hosi’s aim was true, but Rini was off, her arrow striking only the guard’s shoulder. In a second she was through the window and on top of the hapless guard. She punched him repeatedly, paying back the injuries they had given, until Hosi stopped her. He was bound and gagged while Rini ran to Scott. She cradled his head in her arms, pulling him to her breasts. She leaned down to her stricken lover, kissing him repeatedly.

It was now approaching 5:00 a.m. and time was drawing short. We had to act while we had the advantage of surprise and darkness. Hosi left a contingent of warriors to guard and tend to the men’s wounds. She sent one hundred to scour the village in search of any of the intruders that we had missed. Another hundred accompanied us back to the palace where the majority of the tribe was held.

Hosi split her forces. Twenty were sent to the rear. They were to check the back of the palace for any stray guards, although we thought they would stay with their prisoners until daylight, at least. My biggest question was, ‘WHY?’ What was this all about? All I could think about was that there was money—serious money—at the root of all this. But how…what? As a geologist I knew that there were no significant quantities of precious gems or minerals in the area so that clearly wasn’t it. It appeared that few if any of the tribeswomen had been injured or killed. How did that figure into this?

We were sneaking past the baths when I told Hosi I was staying for a while. ‘Kind of a funny time for a bath, David.’

‘No, I need some time to think. Besides, you won’t need me at the palace. I’ll just be in the way. I’m trying to figure out what this whole thing is all about.’ Hosi kissed me and left a small contingent of warriors to safeguard me. I recognized all of them—they were all fierce competent fighters. I sat on a limestone bench, dropping my feet into the cool water. I cleared my head of all other thoughts. I knew that Hosi would be safe and my children were probably at the forges by now, well out of the conflict.

I tried to put all the pieces together—ambush in the jungle, but nobody actually hurt or killed, invasion with automatic weapons, but nobody hurt or killed, tribe kept tied up under guard, but again nobody hurt. Why would they want to do this? Why would they want all the women in prime condition? OH NO! It hit me like a brick. I could think of only one reason for this and there would be a ton of money involved. Plus, unless I was mistaken we would soon have a lot more visitors. And now I knew where.

I pulled my feet from the bath and walked out into the night. ‘Any word yet from Hosi?’ They shook their heads. We were joined by those who had searched the village and started our walk to the palace. I stopped them for a second, told them of my concerns, and asked a contingent to head to the falls. That area had to be secured. It wasn’t the only way to get all the tribeswomen out of here, but it was the fastest and safest.

We were almost a hundred yards from the palace when I heard shouting and several shots. I prayed Hosi would be OK. We ran to the site and met an invader running in our direction. He met more arrows and spears than I cared to count. I ran to the palace searching for Hosi. I found her—thank God—supervising the release of the prisoners. Four guards lay dead on the floor and three Amazon prisoners were being treated for bullet wounds. Fortunately, all appeared to be superficial.

CHAPTER 2

I pulled Hosi aside and held her. ‘Thank God you’re safe. I think I know what this is all about. These men came here to collect you as slaves. That’s why nobody was injured or killed. We can confirm it with that one you captured. If I’m right there will be one boat missing and we’ll have lots more company in the morning.’

Hosi detailed a group to continue releasing the prisoners while we walked quickly to her old house. The men were there relaxing. Rini was treating Scott under Dennis’s orders. The captured attacker was ignored. ‘Let me deal with him, Hosi. I think a man will be more effective.’ She nodded her consent as we walked in the door.

I walked into the man and removed his gag. ‘Let me explain something to you. You are going to die, but how will be determined by what you tell me in the next minute. I can put a bullet in your brain or I can take you down to the Amazon, cut your arms, and watch while the piranha devour you alive. That’s what we did with the last one who was condemned to death. I’ll give you a few seconds to think.’ I stood and returned to Hosi. We stood silently while the men looked on. Less than thirty seconds later I returned.

‘OK…all your friends are dead. The village is back under our control. Only a handful of women were injured. My wife, the Queen, killed five of your men by herself, so don’t think that she’ll have any mercy for you. Now…tell me why you are here. I already have an idea, but I want you to confirm it.’

‘Slaves, Senhor. We were going to sell the women and children to be slaves. There is a big market
in the Mid-East and Japan. Please don’t feed me to the fish.’

‘How were you going to get the women out of here?’

‘Tomorrow…three big boats…more men. Jacob went to show them the way.’ I patted him on the head and put a bullet into his brain. I turned to Hosi and explained what he had said. ‘We need to put warriors along the river bank with bows and spears. I suggest the men also go with your warriors. Between the two groups we will need to kill all their men. Later we can sink the boats, but we need to make sure there are no survivors. Even one could mean the end of everything we’ve worked for.’

Hosi agreed with me and called the tribe together in the plaza. ‘We need to be ready. We will soon have new invaders. They will come by boat so here is what I want you to do…’ I strung a second rope from the tree by the falls. Within the next hour hundreds of warriors went down, spreading themselves along the bank for more than half a mile. All the men also went, even Scott and Kevin with their injuries. We rested while a few sentries kept watch. I didn’t think they would surprise us—the noise of the engines would alert us long before their arrival.

Hosi rested her head in my lap and I rested mine on her hip. We fell asleep quickly. It was some hours later when I woke to the sound of distant engines. I woke Hosi, she was alert immediately. She whistled—that same bird call I had heard last night. I could see the warriors stretching and preparing themselves for the conflict ahead. All the men checked their rifles and spare magazines. Kevin smiled at me as I checked my pistol. I gave him a thumbs up and then we knelt, hidden by the vines and tall grass along the river bank.

Our inflatable led three large motorized barges. They could hold the entire tribe in them easily. Jacob was at the helm with two others, both armed. Each of the barges had an additional six armed men. Hosi waited until the boats were almost at the falls before giving the preliminary signal—the first bird call whistle. I could see all the archers put arrow to the bowstring. At the second whistle the army stood as one and loosed their arrows. More archers above the falls rushed forward from hiding and shot. The men fired their rifles. The slavers dropped like flies.

The two men in the inflatable were targeted first however Jacob was left alone by design. Three men jumped into the bottom of the barges. They were assailed by spears and arrows from above. At the end of our line two women jumped into the river pulling a thin cord. They were the best swimmers in the tribe. When they reached the other side they pulled a heavy rope across the river, tying it securely to a large tree. Now the barges were stuck.

The swimmers went back into the water, swimming to the last barge. They pulled themselves up and snuck along the rear deck. They gave a signal that showed there were no live attackers in the barge bottom. They crept to the small cabin, yanked open the door and ran in, overwhelming the unarmed pilot in seconds. They used their daggers to kill him quickly.

They ran along the barge side where they were met by several dozen others equipped with their bows and arrows. They jumped to the middle barge. This one did contain several of the enemy. Again they dispatched the pilot so they could move to both sides of the barge and get the enemies in a cross fire. There looked to be about fifteen on each side and another four in the center. They rose quickly and fired killing two and seriously wounding the third. One of our warriors jumped down easily and killed him with her knife.

They jumped to the first barge and again killed the pilot. Slowly they walked up the barge’s sides toward the inflatable. When Jacob saw the dozen arrows aimed at his heart he raised his hands and surrendered. He would have been better off if he had tried to fire. Then he would have been cut down quickly. Now he was going to suffer.

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A wind, cold and bitter blows from the north west that breaks upon the oaken forest, below in the Valley of Angels, the grass and reeds dance with the broken breeze, bowing and worshipping the waters of the silent river that cuts through the valley’s heart, it has no name. To the south east a ring of hills hides well a tended valley, in it’s flat lands the ancient rice fields lay, watched by an even older home, whose caretaker is young, but wary. He keeps a sword with him, it’s name is...

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Valley of Sinners Ch 03

SO FAR: A jobless and sensitive young man becomes innocently associated with a bubbling woman in her late forties who lives alone on a vineyard out of Auckland, New Zealand. Nash is attracted because she drives a beautifully re-built and upgraded 1939 Chevy pick-up and draws him from his ‘shell’ with ease. Hope Honeybun’s interest in young Mr Carson is that he writes a little and seems to have a worldly sense so installs him downstairs as resident author and commissions him to write a novel...

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Valley of Sinners Ch 07

SO FAR: Divorcee Hope Honeybun’s interest in young Mr Carson is that Nash writes a little and seems to have a worldly attitude so she commissions him to write a novel based on her colorful and turbulent life, much of which spans the time she has lived in the valley. Nash hears with interest about the development of the valley and about her lusty father and his women and reasons he must probe to find out about Hope’s sex life. It appears this is a Valley of Sinners. He has indulged himself in...

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Valley of Dead Kings

I was born a mage like both of my parents. All my life I have had to listen to the warnings not to let the normals see or know about us. First it had been my uncle who was my master and teacher and then the mage school. Once I was out of school I was free and headed to jungles in the far east. Everyone knew where the valley was even if it was isolated and hidden. The local normals stayed away as far as they could. They knew entering the valley was death and most mages knew the same thing. I...

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Valley GirlChapter 7

I have no idea how long it was until I was thinking clearly again. It was at least a month though, and I wanted to die as that crap worked its way out of my system. And I still have flashes of sitting on the ground crying, trying to attack the orderlies, and even once or twice trying to leave. But it was fragmented. Other memories are not so clear or nice. I remember pissing and shitting in the hallway because they would not let me have any crystal when I was at my worst, and the humiliation...

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The Horror Of Afon Valley

Seb sighed. The hound was not known for disobeying him, yet here he was, wandering alone into the darkening interior of Afon valley. Trees hunched over the path as darkness seemed to watch his every step. The high stems swayed in the breeze and sucked every photon of light from the ever blackening sky. He didn’t know where he was headed and every now and then he shouted the dog’s name; hoping it would come running to him.“Duke. Here boy!”There was no flurry of hair, no pattering of paws, no...

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In the Valley of the Amazons Ch 01

This is clearly a fantasy even though I have endeavored to write it as realistically as possible. There are no Amazons that we know of and no hidden undiscovered valleys in the middle of the Brazilian jungle. As with all my stories there is plenty of sex, but it is woven into the plot of the story, which always comes first. Parts of this story might make it eligible for different genres, but I have decided to post it as a romance. Any resemblance between the fictional characters in this story...

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Valley of Sinners Ch 04

SO FAR: A jobless and sensitive young man becomes innocently associated with a bubbling woman in her late forties who lives alone on a vineyard out of Auckland, New Zealand. Nash is attracted because she drives a beautifully re-built and upgraded 1939 Chevy pick-up and with ease draws him from his ‘shell’. Hope Honeybun’s interest in young Mr Carson is that he writes a little and seems to have a worldly sense so installs him downstairs as resident author and commissions him to write a novel...

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Firtie Valley 2

Introduction: By Jim Davis part 4 my god bill,…theres just no way he could still……….but he looks like hes gonna……….. we were standing at the window of the pick-up, still frozen in shock over what wed seen right there in broad daylight. maggie was pointing at the old man in the truck. his huge prick was still throbbing and twitching as the little girl kept swirling her tiny hands around the fat slippery head of it. there was so much cum on her face, some of it dripped off onto her hands to join...

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Housewives Of Valley County Ch 02

Down the street from the Najjars, John Matthews awkwardly made his way home. His erection made it hard to walk any faster and even walking was hard to do properly. His penis leaked precum as he pictured his wife Tiffany in the arms of a big black man, just the way he had just seen Jamilah.Across the road, ahead of John, a stunningly beautiful woman in her early twenties jogged down the sidewalk. Her long wavy blonde hair lightly whisked through the air as she made her way in John's direction....

Interracial
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Silicon Valley Party Whore

"It's not like I am being paid to fuck"Lisa's Uber arrived for her before I had chance to respond.It's exactly like being paid to fuck, I had wanted to scream, What else do you call it?It was the same old argument. We had shared our two bed Mountain View rental for three years during which Lisa's career had taken off while I was barely managing to keep my head above water. Lisa spent her vacations in Barbados and Hawaii. I spent mine moonlighting as a network admin to make my college loan...

Money
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Valley Girls

The following is a work of fiction, all locations, with some exceptions, and persons are fictional and do not represent any person living or dead. Yes there is a Shenandoah Valley and a Commonwealth of Virginia and a Massanutten Mountain, but nothing like this has ever been recorded at any time since 1607. Valley Girls By Juliette Lima The farm was just perfect as far as Jarod and Marta could see. A nice two-story frame with wrap around porch and gingerbread trim was sited on two...

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Valley People

Don's car glints in the sunlight as it proceeds along the high ridge road, appearing to be the only moving object amongst the downland sheep grazing on the late spring grass. Spread below, the Meon valley; it's patchwork of green pasture and crops, punctuated by an occasional homestead or farmhouse. Don's progression brings an ancient roadside tree into his view. It's mostly dead, yet still surviving, standing knarred and alone, close to the burial mounds of Old Winchester Hill. It...

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The forest of the ballbusting amazons

I'm in the middle of the Amazon forest, engaged in a quest to find an ancient temple which,according to my studies,should be in the middle of the jungle. The journey so far has gone well, without major problems due to inhospitable fauna or animals, when we reach the mouth of a river. I look at my map and I turn to the guide indicating the direction in which I want to go,but the man looks at me with wide eyes, shaking his head. I ask, "What, you can't go there? " He looks at me horrified and...

Fetish
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The No Strings ChallengePart 7 Porn Valley

The San Fernando Valley isn't my kind of place. Hollywood Burbank Airport is easy enough, but it's basically cars, housing developments, strip malls /clubs, and little else. So far, the highlight of my trip was that my rental car had blue tooth so I didn't have to use my head set when talking to Alix. We'd always talked every day, but since her weekend in California we'd been talking at least twice a day. "You know sweetie, I think it's a very good idea for you to see a contestant...

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Valley Wives Ch 01

The sun rises over the western mountains and bathes the cities and towns nestled in Silicon Valley with a pinkish light. It promises to be another hot day but every house is armed with central air and swimming pools. It’s the mid-90’s and everyone is rich as the dot com boom begins to swell and money flows freely from venture capital firms all over the Valley. In the sprawling suburbs of San Jose one can find many streets filled with cookie-cutter homes. Many homes have swimming pools out back...

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In the Valley of the Amazons Ch 06

Thanks for reading the story so far. This is the final segment, bringing the story of David and Hosi to an end. They face more challenges here, some—unfortunately—of Hosi’s making and others from outside the valley. Please feel free to vote and leave a comment. © 2013 by Senorlongo. This story is a fantasy that is written in a realistic manner. All characters come from my imagination and any resemblance to real persons is unintentional and coincidental. ***** CHAPTER 1 I stood there, my...

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Firtile Valley 4

Introduction: By Jim Davis maggie had managed to bring me back to reality – back from the fantasy i was having over my young daughters swelling tits – back from the image of her belly so big and pregnant. it was time to check on the male rats id injected with spring water. we suspected what the results would be, but what we found surprised us nonetheless. the rats were going crazy – running around their cages and throwing their bodies against the sides of the little cells. maggie took pity on...

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Paradise Valley 2 Homecoming

Introduction: Banished for chosing the white mans ways, they choose a life with the white men. Paradise Valley 2, Homecoming Tall Elk rode warily, with one eye on the sunset, the other on the canyon ahead. They were minutes from home now. The nearby canyon protected Paradise Valley from outsiders arriving from the south and it was a bad time to be approaching the canyon. With most raiding parties riding south, that is the direction of the greatest threat. Any pursuers would be ambushed there...

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Valley of Mom

My mom had just sold her house and I was helping her move into a very nice apartment. She decided she didn't need the house as I had left several years ago and my sister, Beth, had just settled down into her own place. Since the divorce it had been hard been make the large mortgage payments so it was time to move on.I was 26 and worked at Hermannhoff's as a waiter/bartender. As bars go it was a good place to work the boss was good to us and the tips were great. It was also a very terrific place...

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Coming Home to La Petite ValleyChapter 3

The next morning I headed out for the trail on the other side of town. I didn't figure I would have to wait more than a day or two before the judge and his officials were coming down the trail into town. I camped three miles outside the town in a little patch of trees. I could observe the trail coming and going. I hadn't anymore than set up my camp when I saw six riders coming toward town. They looked as if they had ridden a long way. About the same way as Abby and I did when we arrived....

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The Hermit of Scarecrow ValleyChapter 2

Jennifer kept saying it wasn’t that bad. But the people who came out and looked at her in the truck acted like she was about to die or something. They brought a gurney, and when she got out, six people grabbed her and lifted her, yelling at each other not to jostle her or let her bend her back. They laid her ever so gently on her stomach on the gurney. She looked for The Hermit, and saw him standing to one side, talking to someone who was taking notes. For the first time she realized that his...

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The Drive through the Valley

Introduction: This is Part 4 of the Business series. The private dirt road from the ranch back to the main highway led through the scenic Washoe Valley. The gravel track crossed through various ranches and side roads. Bruce drove and Carla looked at the fields around them. Suddenly something caught here eye and she asked Bruce to pull over. He looked out into the pasture and saw a band of ponies and a few smaller miniature horses, some no larger than the size of large dogs. On one of the ponies...

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Valley Wives Ch 04

Tiffany is shopping for groceries when she hears her name called out. ‘Tiffany!’ a man’s voice says. ‘Is that you?’ She turns around to see someone that looks vaguely familiar. ‘It is you. Don’t you remember me?’ She stares at him. He’s average height, has a receding hairline and looks out of shape. His clothes are rumpled like he’s slept in them. Then it slowly comes to her. ‘Rick?’ she asks as she moves her cart closer. ‘Yeah, it’s me!’ Rick, as in Rick Powers, gives Tiffany a hug as...

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Valley of Sinners Ch 05

SO FAR: A jobless and sensitive young man becomes innocently associated with a bubbling woman in her late forties who lives alone on a vineyard out of Auckland, New Zealand. Nash is attracted because she drives a beautifully re-built and upgraded 1939 Chevy pick-up and draws him from his ‘shell’ with ease. Hope Honeybun’s interest in young Mr Carson is that he writes a little and seems to have a worldly sense so installs him downstairs as resident author and commissions him to write a novel...

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Valley of Sinners Ch 08

SO FAR: Divorcee Hope Honeybun has commissioned Nash Carson to write a novel based on her colorful and turbulent life, much of which spans the time she has lived in the valley But as Nash learns more about the development of the valley and about her lusty father and his three illigitimate children. He confirms through his research that this indeed is a Valley of Sinners and becomes entangled in that himself. This interloper and sinner also has the prospect of finding real love as Hope’s...

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Paradise Valley 4 Roundup

Rusty and Tall Elk galloped into the mouth of the blind canyon, whooping and twirling their ropes. They hazed 12 cattle into the canyon and drove them toward the brush corral. Silver Quail appeared out of nowhere with a rifle and sprinted to the mouth of the corral. She dropped the logs and stepped back as the cattle stampeded inside. Tall Elk slid from the saddle of his blaze faced chestnut and helped her return the three logs to their place. “A good day’s...

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Paradise Valley 2 Homecoming

Tall Elk rode warily, with one eye on the sunset, the other on the canyon ahead. They were minutes from home now. The nearby canyon protected Paradise Valley from outsiders arriving from the south and it was a bad time to be approaching the canyon. With most raiding parties riding south, that is the direction of the greatest threat. Any pursuers would be ambushed there at the narrow valley. He looked around the herd to make sure everyone was present. Now was the time to count,...

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Dawn over Sun Valley Ch 02

Author’s note: Welcome back to my story, y’all! First of all, thank you so much for the lovely reception on my first chapter. I’ll admit to have been biting my nails with anxiety as Romance is a completely new category for me. I love romance and have been reading it forever, but as a writer, I’ve been focused on edgier, more hard-core categories if you will – mainly BDSM and Group Sex – so I wasn’t at all sure that I’d be able to get the vibe right on this one. Your feedback so far is...

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Sissy Blane in the Hart of the Valley

When I got home from the Hollywood Hills I barely had the strength to remove my makeup. I was so exhausted I just wanted to flop on the bed and pass out, but I persevered and undressed properly, removed all makeup and even put my wig back on its wig head.But when I was finally between the covers my brain refused to cooperate, rethinking the night's events, imagining how they may have looked to an observer, or to Harold Plumrose himself. I saw my lap as he must have seen it as he hovered...

Crossdressing
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Sunshine Valley

Hi, my name is Dave. 1995 was the summer I was fifteen. It was June and my life sucked out loud. We had moved two months before because my dad was transferred to a new plant. I hadn't really had much time to make any new friends at the high school before my freshman year ended. As a result, summer was here with no friends and nothing to do. The only thing that kept me from going out of my mind was that my dad had gotten me one of the first Sony PlayStations. It was a Japanese model he had...

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Coming Home to La Petite ValleyChapter 6

When I went by the livery stable the next morning I looked onto the hay barn floor. I could see a man hanging there. There were a half dozen of the troopers taking down another body. I paused and asked why the barn was used to hang the men. The judge thought that any more of a public display might unsettle the town more than it was so it was hidden from their view. I agreed and headed up the street leaving the troopers to carry on. Before I reached the hitching rail before the bank, I saw...

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Billionaire Valley Its Bitches

It was a cool day in June. Peggy was doing the morning dishes. Looking out of the wondow. She saw Betty her next door neighbor. Getting her news paper from her mail box. She thought to herself, how lovely Betty always look. Even on this cool morning she look gorgeous. As she clench her robe tightly, around her firm twenty nine year old body. She is such a nice person to be around. Not like that husband of hers. Tim is such a snake in the grass. He's always trying to fuck someone. I would think...

Erotic
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Three Valleys SammiChapter 8

"You have quite a smile on your face," Cindy said the next morning. "I'm just in a good mood," Sammi replied. If Cindy had been from Three Valleys she could have explained, only she wouldn't have had to: she and Stan had awakened early and had sex; afterwards they'd taken a nice long shower together. She was completely dressed and ready to face the day when he tossed her on the bed, flipped up her skirt and slip, pulled aside her panties and dove in with his tongue. The night before...

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Three Valleys SammiChapter 5

The next weekend Sammi surprised herself by only losing in the semi-finals in a tennis tournament. It was held in Terminus, so she didn't stay at the venue, which was a shame. She saw Tom at the Saturday night party, but he was clearly occupied with another girl. She was a little jealous until the girl turned around; she had enormous boobs, bigger, even, than Anna. There was no way she could compete with those. When she got home Saturday night Anna was in bed with Sam. Apparently they'd...

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