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Desert Prison

The door opens and the commandant steps in. The lone prisoner is sitting on the hard dirt floor of the dark, empty cell. She looks up at him, but her eyes are dazzled by the sudden light. "My first prisoner!" he hisses triumphantly. "No doubt the first of many blue-eyed devils. For over a thousand years, this old prison had housed torture and depravity of the sort you could never imagine. We shall write a new chapter, together. For while I do love to spend time with male prisoners there is just...

Desert Heat ndash Pt 2

I spent the day Friday doing some lawn work, mowing and trimming. By noon, it was already 112 degrees outside and I decided to call it quits and head inside into the air conditioning. After showering, I grabbed a beer and sat down to relax. Ginger was not due home until after 6pm, so I decided to take a little nap. It wasn’t long after I laid down and dozed off that I heard the front door. The clock read 1:40 so I hurried out to see what was up. Ginger had come home early and was in...

Desert Stop Fuck at a Gas Station

The driving holiday around the Southwest had been a welcome break from the break-neck pace of the city and as dusk approached, we pulled into the small gas station/diner. I felt more relaxed than I had in a long time and would be sorry to return to the pace of the big city.‘Fill ‘er up’ I said to the young black attendant in the scruffy, stained overalls. ‘Fancy a bite to eat?’My wife, Jean, nodded and I asked the attendant if he would pull the car into a parking space.‘Be glad to, Sir’ he...

Desert Island Dicks

"Come on!" said Ina as she dragged me along the beach. "Yeah," said Meli. "If you don't get your v-card punched now, you're never going to do it." "But can't I just find a boy?" I said. "No way!" said Ina and gave my arm a tug. "Got to be special," said Meli. "Can't give your v to just anyone." "And since your dad's away and you've got no brothers." "And you refuse to fuck the palm chief." "He's eighty years old!" I cried. "Or spend the weekend in the...

Desert

"Charlene," Peter startled me. I hadn't seen him come up on my left. "May I have the pleasure of this dance?" He meant the formality to be ironic. Peter's sense of humor is his best characteristic; that and his loyalty. But still... "I don't think so," I told him. "Then dance with me and make me miserable. C'mon Sharl, Dave is dancing with Melissa. You dance with other boys." "But you and I were an item once, Peter -- a long time ago." "Before you were a cheerleader." Before...

Desert

Jordan flinched, and the searing pain looped around her wrists reminded her to be still. Grim gray daylight had snuck in down the window shaft. She must have fallen asleep. He was going to kill her, and she'd fallen asleep. She didn't know he was going to kill her -- not really. She didn't know why he was here, why he'd zip-tied her to a water pipe in the basement, why he'd just left her alone down here... why he hadn't killed her already, or done things to her... Jordan clenched her...

Desert Save

“Oh mighty one,” the guard captain said, “we have brought you some infidels. Spies I’m sure.” He smiled, showing his stained teeth and purple gums. The warlord tossed his long caftan over the bare girl attached to his huge manhood. She was doing her best to avoid another beating for using her teeth and had both hands as well as her mouth on his gnarled root. “Bring them in,” he said. “And wait.” The four barefoot Americans were pushed in front of the wide table, their hands tied behind them,...

Desert DreamChapter 15

Over the next four months, John and Zithrusa perfected their act. Wong was surprised that John had learned the aristocratic language so well, in fact he spoke it better than some of the Elite. Zithrusa was a treasure, a very high class woman who would fit in among the very highest status wives. John sometimes had to teasingly take her down a notch, when she got too into her role and was too snobbish to the caravaners in a polite and icy way. He grabbed her from behind, and began sullying her...

Desert SonChapter 5

Zithrusa made a very skimpy silk costume consisting of hot pants, bikini top, and layers of translucent gauzy scarves that revealed and hinted more than they concealed, and she wanted John to 'make' her perform an alluring intermission dance between the other acts. Vedeya wasn't quite so into the exhibitionism, but neither was she averse to putting on a sexy display with her also-wife. So they both had the costumes, and depending on the audience, worked up routines of varying...

Desert SonChapter 6

On arriving in Kashgar everyone was very busy. Vedeya was cornering the date and sesame market, getting all the supplies she could before the vendors realized there was a market force to drive the price up. She also purchased all the honey she could find. She had Tuk for her face, and the guards as her porters, and soon they were wheeling the carriage full of her supplies to a bakery she had rented. There were six bakeries in town, so the owner was easily persuaded to take a three week...

Desert SonChapter 9

As soon as they arrived in Samarkand, Zithrusa became the General. She no longer needed a face for the caravan, and everyone knew she was in charge of organization. There was no unoccupied caravanserai, so they built one just outside of the western town gate. A team was sent for the poles for the big top, with most of the horses to haul them back, and they found they had to rent them from a carpenter's stash of raw building materials. They told him they would just leave them behind when...

Desert SonChapter 11

The clans were unsure what to make of this family, they looked more like a caravan. But, they recognized John and Zthrusa from a few years ago, and wondered how they were getting along these days. Talus was introduced to Zithrusa's family, and he learned he had many aunties and grannies, he brought his group of little nomad scouts and introduced them to his new family, and soon there was much intermingling and sharing of news, food, and smiles. The caravan was just in time for the games, and...

Desert SonChapter 15

The Great King of Persia Major was an affable fellow of middling years. His great black beard was divided into two points which each curled like a comma to the outside of his chest, and bound in a brass napkin holder a few inches up. He had a huge scimitar on his wide belly band, more of a badge of office than a weapon he used much, but he probably could use it to some degree of efficacy. He welcomed the core family of John, Tuk, Zithrusa, Vedeya, Saka and Talus. Sukuli hadn't been permitted...

Desert DroppingChapter 2 The first night

Something about eating hamburgers around a formal dinner table is just wrong. And, it's not fun when you're surrounded by three guys you don't even know, all family members you didn't know existed until recently. It didn't help matters that all three of them were watching me, trying not to be so obvious about it. I hated it when people watched me eat. Not that they were watching me eat. They were just watching me. I felt sort of like an intruder. It was quiet and awkward at the table...

Desert JailChapter 2 Megan and Sun

Megan was left standing as the head of this strange and terrible prison walked off, leaving her to be dealt with by her subordinates. The senior of these barked at one of the others. "Any free space in Solitary?" "No, Ma'am! We've two occupied and one cell with no door." "As I thought. Well! You know what to do!" And the senior guard went off, sweating and thirsty, to get herself a drink and a meal. The other two seemed in a hurry to join her. "Take it off!" ordered the first...

Desert DroppingChapter 3 Lament

I buried my head under the pillow on my bed, wishing that it would do a better job of drowning out the sound of Eddie's voice. I was having one of the worst days of my life, and the last thing I wanted to do was have a rational conversation with a man who thought he could become a father in less than twenty-four hours. "Look, I know you're having a hard time here, Rory. But we made a deal," Eddie insisted. I felt the bed dip as he sat down. "You agreed to get to know me this summer, and...

Desert JailChapter 5 Debbie Makes her Mark on Clarissa Megan is Freed

Megan had fallen asleep during the afternoon. Perhaps sleep was the wrong word. Drifting in and out of unconsciousness was a more accurate description. This last day had been the hottest of the summer and every time her skin touched the bars of her cage it was blistered. Although it was hell in her continued confinement she wondered how Clarissa was coping as she worked for ten hours a day in the same heat. Every day she eagerly looked out for her friend as the returning truck disgorged its...

Desert JailChapter 6 Hard Times for Clarissa Back to Work A Setback

After one day's recuperation, all alone in the cell while Stella and Miranda were at work, Megan was told to join them. Like Miranda and Clarissa, Megan, after all those weeks naked in the cage, was accustomed to the sun on her body, but her feet were not used to the rough ground and she soon began to feel sore. "Try to get those feet used to it, Megan" said Miranda. "Those soles have a lot of miles to cover when we finally make a run for it!" "And who says we are making a run for it?...

Desert DroppingChapter 4 Reason

"Where do you want this one?" Luke asked from my bedroom door, carrying another box. My things had arrived, and it seemed like Grandma Alice had packed the entire house. There were boxes stacked all over my room, and I had already decided that I wasn't going to unpack it all because packing it back up later would be a pain in the ass. "Anywhere," I waved, as I finished unloading another box of clothes into my dresser. Luke placed the box on a stack of a few others before wiping his...

Desert JailChapter 7 More Hard Times for Clarissa

One of the girls had tried to get away from the prison by climbing over the wall, after a searchlight had been disabled, presumably by an accomplice. The girl had soon been caught and hauled back to the prison where she had been roughly interrogated and then brought before the assembled prisoners, all forced to stand stripped naked for hours in the full heat of the sun. As the rest of them watched she was whipped by two prisoners before being put into the cage to stay for some months before...

Desert JailChapter 8 An Escape

It was early in the morning when Clarissa was taken out to start her long series of punishments, beginning by being whipped by five of her fellow prisoners. The temperature was already high in the nineties and the guard had assured her that a record one hundred and twenty eight degrees were expected by mid afternoon. "You'll be well cooked by the time you've been out here a few days and then it's the stinking cell! We've all been shitting in it this last week to make it nice and smelly...

Desert JailChapter 9 Where is Clarissa

"Feeling better, Stella?" asked Megan as they worked at the rock-breaking, three days after their release. They had been taken in the new truck which had just arrived to replace the one Clarissa had stolen. By now they had lost hope that the escapee had survived. "A bit, Megan. I'm not as strong as you three. I wonder how Miranda and the others are. The poor girl in the cage looked close to dying when I left this morning. It must be terrible to be cooped up like that all the time, but...

Desert DroppingChapter 7 Care to repeat that

The ride kept spinning, disorienting everything with the flashing lights... I was terrified that someone would see us because of those lights, but it was difficult to concentrate on anything other than Aaron's tongue in my mouth and our foreheads knocking together with the jolting of the boat. But the kiss... maybe it wasn't the greatest, but what kiss is when you're being jerked around and drowned by an amusement park ride? It was still a kiss. And I kissed him back... at least, as best...

Desert DroppingChapter 8 I see

The day I told my mom that I was gay, was probably one of the hardest in my life. I ran every scenario I could think of in my head. I imagined my mom... disappointed in me. I also imagined that she might be angry with me, even if it was something that I couldn't change about myself. I imagined that she'd look at me and see something... disgusting, see someone who wasn't her son. Of course, I really shouldn't have worried with my mom, and she proved that to me. After she died, the fact...

Desert DroppingChapter 9 House of Liars

I wondered if Grandma Alice would let me move back in with her now that I'd made a complete mess of things. I figured that she'd have to. She owed it to me. After all, this was all her fault. Yep, that's right. It made perfect sense to pass all blame to her. After all, she wasn't there to defend herself, and even if she was, I was pretty sure that she'd just give some annoying know-it-all speech and walk away. Besides, it was easy to blame her because the way I saw it, if she had...

Desert DroppingChapter 10 Calm

Eddie was sitting on the floor in the doorway to my room. He'd ended up there about halfway through reading my mom's letter, and hadn't moved since. When he sank to the floor, it had seemed unfortunate that there wasn't a chair underneath him, but I guess for him, it didn't make a difference. He seemed completely winded, so it was probably good that he was on the floor. As for me, I felt like a nervous wreck, but it had more to do with the fact that Luke was standing in the hallway...

Desert DroppingChapter 11 I can t believe you made me do that

"You're serious?" Aaron was looking at me as if I'd just asked him to shave his legs. "Why not?" I replied, before ducking under the water for a moment and then surfacing again. "You don't have to worry about Luke or anyone being here right now. Eddie's coming back in a few hours, but if you want to hang out until then--I mean, unless you have something else to do..." "No," he said quickly. "I just thought..." "You can be a jerk," I cut him off. "But I didn't say I...

Desert DroppingChapter 12 What to feel

A warm breeze, a watch-worthy sunset, the sound of potential friends chatting in the distance, and my hand sweating profusely against Aaron Keslin's. I was having all sorts of issues. The last time I checked, I hadn't decided what I wanted to do about Aaron. I liked him, sure, but maybe that fact wouldn't have been so difficult to deal with if things weren't so... complicated. Here he was now, telling me that he didn't want to be my friend, and it wasn't in the schoolyard,...

Desert DroppingChapter 13 What to do about Aaron

I stared at the house with the rock garden. I didn't like this house. I didn't like the blue truck parked outside of this house. I didn't like the guy, who lived in this house, and drove that stupid blue truck. "What?" Aaron was clueless, even if he shouldn't have been. He was also looking at me like I was crazy again. I swear, with the moodswings I was having, I couldn't blame him. But regardless, I just couldn't see how being at Seth's house could be a good thing. "Why are we...

Desert DroppingChapter 14 Petty annoyances and a silent celebration

I'm not sure how to explain the day after I went to Aaron's house. Depressing would be an appropriate word, I guess. First, I didn't hear from Aaron. Not even a phone call. Which meant that while everyone else was at work, I was home stressing about it, and it wasn't fun, either. It was strange to think that he'd been able to push practically all of the 'family' issues out of my head just because he hadn't called. But, it was the truth. I hadn't been lying when I said I liked him,...

Desert DroppingChapter 15 Nailed

My hand hurt. There was no getting around it. But, under the circumstances it was to be expected, the way that Eddie was repeatedly hurling the baseball, and Luke was repeatedly swinging the bat and missing the baseball, leaving me to catch it with a glove that wasn't broken in because we'd bought everything we were using that very morning. Eddie had insisted that he didn't feel like wasting the day away looking for the equipment they already had in the basement, even though Luke swore he...

Desert DroppingChapter 16 Understand

I must have been asleep again two minutes after Eddie left my room. He didn't wake me when he came back with food, either, because the next time I woke up it was because there was something cold being pressed against my face. Before I even opened my eyes I knew that it had to have been the middle of the day, the way that my room was bright. That meant that I should probably wake up soon, otherwise there was no way that I was going to be able to get back to sleep later tonight. Only, opening...

Desert DroppingChapter 17 Decision

If I wanted to be with him? In this very moment, it was questionable. I wanted to tell Aaron to go fuck himself, and then go make sure Luke was okay; but, I also wanted to beg him not to do this. I guess the bottom line was, I liked Aaron. I wanted to get to know him. I wanted to see where this new relationship was leading--and I wanted him to be able to drive me home every once in a while. Because as much as I hated it at the moment, he had a point. Luke already knew about us, and I...

Desert DroppingChapter 18 Realization

When I woke up on Wednesday, I figured that it was going to be boring. Wednesday, everyone was at work again, and this time, no Aaron. He surprised me by calling that morning, though. Usually I was the one who had to call him. I was actually surprised that he even still had the number. He asked me if there was any chance that I'd be at the park later that night, because he wanted to see me. I told him I had no idea, so we made plans to see each other the next day, regardless. We had no idea...

Desert DroppingChapter 19 Very Very bad

I couldn't get in the pool. Not when I could risk running into Eddie, and not after he'd pointed out that hickey. But, that's what I wanted to do. I wanted to sink right to the bottom, where it was safe, with all that water over me. I wanted to take back everything from the moment I'd met Aaron, and then I wanted to randomly meet him on the street and kick his ass for no reason. It hurt. It hurt worse than I wanted to admit; that I'd trusted him and it had gotten me here. It seemed so...

Desert DroppingChapter 21 Aftermath

I don't think I was ever actually going to hit him. I did think about it, though. It was tempting, as I started to close the distance between us while Aaron pulled his eyes from Eddie, focusing on me, probably feeling very stupid for even showing up. He'd feel even stupider, after I hit him, I thought. But, somewhere over the next few steps I took, I think I started to compare the idea of hitting Aaron with the idea of hitting a girl. It just wasn't something you did. And, it wasn't that...

Desert DroppingChapter 22 Enough is Enough

"You're in jail again." Seth frowned, and looked down at his thimble game-piece. "Your turn," he finally said. But, I didn't make any move to roll the dice. I'd been sitting in his room for fifteen minutes, wondering why I was there. It wasn't like he was giving me any of the information I wanted. "I think I should go home." Seth looked up at me, not looking shocked, or bothered, or happy... or anything about that announcement. He seemed neutral. I think part of me wished he'd...

Desert DroppingChapter 23 Seeking Company

Eddie's office was downtown, right across from the courthouse. The small firm he worked for was on the fourth floor, while the rest of the building consisted of two competing real-estate agencies and a gym, which he happened to be a member of. Working for Eddie was definitely not the most thrilling experience of my life. The temp he'd hired was a seventy-year-old woman with a hearing problem, and she kept falling asleep at the front desk; but I guess it didn't matter, since I'd picked up...

Desert DroppingChapter 24 In Company

All day long, I'd been planning to meet Eddie when he got off work. I'd been thinking of it as a way to get out of the house. Only, I hadn't been home all day, and it wasn't like I didn't have company. I didn't need to meet Eddie the way I thought I did anymore. But, somewhere along the line, I began to realize that while I didn't need to meet him, I sort of wanted to. In fact, I'd been looking forward to it. That surprised even me. It also surprised Eddie, I think. He was in a...

Desert DroppingChapter 25 Bowling

Luke was in a bad mood. He wasn't yelling, or screaming. He wasn't snapping at anyone. In fact, he was overly calm and precise with his words; but it was there. Something had crawled up his ass, died, and festered, because just sitting next to him downstairs as he flipped through channels, I could feel the tension. It wasn't very pleasant. Seth had left an hour ago, and Luke's current attitude was what I'd been greeted with after I took my shower. Of course, when I asked him if there...

Desert DroppingChapter 26A Making a move

"Hi." "Hi... Rory?" Good guess. "I didn't know if you'd be working or not," I replied, as I sat on my bedroom floor, leaning back against the bed with the phone to my ear. "You said three o'clock." "I'm on my way there now," Seth replied. I glanced at the clock. That made sense. It was just past two forty-five. But it seemed much earlier in the day to me. Maybe that was because it was one o'clock before I woke up to Eddie asking me if I wanted to go driving. We didn't...

Desert DroppingChapter 26B

On Sunday morning, I sat stretched out on my bedroom floor, piles of pictures and my old yearbooks scattered in front of me. Most of the pictures were of my mom and me. Luke was stretched out behind me on the bed, reaching down every once in a while to lift one as he inspected them at his own leisure. I was more focused on the old yearbooks. Thinking about old friends the night before had left me practically anxious to call one of them. I had no idea what I was going to say, really. I think...

Desert DroppingChapter 27A Get over it

"Hey, Rory," Aaron said, smiling as his eyes drifted over me in a way that was likely meant to be obvious. "Are you out of your fu..." "Hi, Gail!" Aaron said loudly, cutting me off and looking past me, at Seth's little sister. He then had the nerve to flash me a warning look, and I hated him for it. He was the jerk. And he sure as hell wasn't supposed to be pointing out that I was being one by raising my voice in front of a little girl. I looked at Gail, suddenly hating that she was...

Desert DroppingChapter 27B

"I can't believe you made me do that," I was saying as I entered Seth's room, lifting the bottom of my shirt to wipe my tongue every few moments. The shirt didn't taste much better than the soap. "I haven't had my mouth washed out with soap since I was six and told my grandma she was a slut because some kid at school said it was supposed to be a compliment." This had Seth laughing even harder than he had been as he closed his door, and a moment later he had his hand comfortably...

Desert DroppingChapter 28 Mom in a box

I stared at the five items spread out over the coffee table, which Luke had removed from the box for me. I felt too afraid to touch them, which I understood was ridiculous, but true nonetheless. I hadn't had any idea what to expect when I opened my birthday present, but I could honestly say that I hadn't imagined what I did get. I guess in part, I'd thought it would be another letter, and maybe an item that had meant a lot to my mother. But, there was no letter. In that wrapped shoebox,...

Desert DroppingChapter 29A Love letters aren t for parents

"It's not a big one, just a little speedboat, so we won't be sleeping in it; but there's a hotel not far from the lake that serves a decent breakfast. What do you think?" Eddie asked as he slowed down our shopping cart so I could place a gallon of milk into it. What did I think? I thought I was tired, and wanted to go back to bed. It was Tuesday morning, and Eddie had woken me up nice and early to go run errands with him. My guess was that he wanted to make sure I was still okay after...

Desert DroppingChapter 30A Dancing between sheets

"Would you like something to drink, Rory?" Mrs. Fisher asked. "No thank you," I replied as she closed the Fisher's front door behind me. She still reminded me of my mother in some ways, but at least I could face her. After hearing my mom's voice again, reading her thoughts and allowing myself to really remember her, Seth's mom just wasn't a comparison anymore. She was just a reminder. "Can I take Rory to Seth's room?" Gail asked from her mother's side. "That's okay," Seth...

Desert DroppingChapter 30B

Four things happened as soon as we got to the underage club thirty minutes away from the house, which was located near a Dairy Queen and a pharmacy. First, Seth actually took off his hat when I asked him to and left it in the truck, easily pushing back long straight strands of hair that seemed to rest neatly on his head, as if he'd actually taken the time to make it look that way in the mirror. Second, Seth told me not to bother locking his doors because nothing in his truck was more...

Desert DroppingChapter 31A Driving Aaron Keslin

There were a lot of things that didn't feel right to me as I climbed into the passenger seat of Seth's truck and stared out my window into the dark as the vehicle started. I'd likely lost my mind if I was willingly on my way to see Aaron. We were leaving the comfort of Seth's bed, where our time could have been more productively spent than it was going to be now. My hip bones were actually sore from all of that earlier grinding we'd done. And worst of all, things were so strained between...

Desert DroppingChapter 31B

It was dark in front of Aaron's house, and I was staring blankly out the passenger window. He hadn't said a damn thing when he got out of the truck. No thank you to Seth, nothing. This probably shouldn't have surprised me. I guess I shouldn't have wasted my time feeling disappointed, either. But I was disappointed. Not just in the situation, but in Aaron in general. Not that this was a new thing. I guess it was just hard for me to understand how someone could spend so much time making...

Desert DroppingChapter 32A Confuse me plenty

I tensed as Luke leaned over my shoulder from behind the basement sofa, his arms stretching across my bare chest as his hand closed over the magazine next to me; little droplets of water from his recent shower fell onto my shoulder as his breath hit my neck, the combination sending a chill down my spine as I swallowed hard and tried to ignore it. Two days ago, I wouldn't have had to try. This would be something that I was used to. Close, comfortable contact with the best friend that I had....

Desert DroppingChapter 32B

"Was your mom interested in art?" Seth asked, and I shook my head. "The only thing I ever saw her paint were the walls in our apartment." We were stretched out on my bed, which was much smaller than Seth's, but that was okay because it meant being close. I had Seth's head on my shoulder and his hat was off, which meant that my fingers were free to roam through his soft strands of hair while he looked through my mom's wish list. We'd talked about it before, and when he asked to see...

Desert DroppingChapter 33 Figure it out

I stared straight ahead, noticing that the couples' skate was over and that Seth was back on this ice, now with Angela and Dave, who'd slowed down to skate with him. That was nice of them. I clasped my hands in my lap, and looked away from my boyfriend to stare at the ice--shiny and smooth, if you didn't count all of the tracks that the skates had been leaving in it. I momentarily entertained the idea of lying on it. It was feeling very hot where I was sitting. "I should probably explain...

Desert DroppingChapter 34 Decisions decisions

I laid on Seth's bed, facing him in the dark, my face turned downwards, buried against his chest and fabric-softener-scented t-shirt. I kept closing my eyes, wishing that I could just fall asleep as his fingers moved up the back of my shirt, rubbing gently at my lower back. Things were easier when I was asleep. I could think about nothing and still wake up with a hard-on. Being awake... right now, being awake was a problem because my mind just wouldn't quit. Too many thoughts. Too much in...

Desert DroppingChapter 35A Time

I pushed my body forward, gliding over the ice at a faster speed than I was used to, weaving in and out of the thin crowd of people who were at the rink. Eddie was in front of me, towering over just about everyone on the ice in his gray t-shirt and casual jeans, grinning back over his shoulder at me because he was winning our race. I just shook my head at him, wondering if he knew how nervous he was making those who were half his size as he skated around them at fast speeds. It was...

Desert DroppingChapter 35B

From the gray brick wall in front of the park's entrance I could hear the excited voices and screams of the people inside, smell the large amounts of chlorine in the water as well as the strong scent of nachos and hot dogs and I could see the slides, towering over the gates as Luke led Dave, Rick, Brian, Angela, Cathy, Meg, and even Mary, along with a few guys from his wrestling team that I'd met once or twice over the summer through them in front of me. I just stood there in my black swim...

Desert DroppingChapter 36A The way home

I'd never liked hospitals, but they didn't bother me. Not really. Unless I counted the time they told me my mom was going to die, there had been no traumatic experiences. And even then, that hadn't been a real hospital, but a specialist's office with cozy furniture. Hospitals didn't scare me until the day that I hadn't gone back to Nevada with my grandma and I found out that I could lose my father in one. Luke's message had been difficult to understand with all of the static, but from...

Desert DroppingChapter 36B

Standing at the edge of the pool, water running down my body from head to toe and wearing black shorts so drenched that they sagged at my hips, I stepped into the water for the fifth time, and sank down to the bottom. I kept trying to find that peaceful place, to think of my mom as I wondered what she'd tell me to do about all of the worry in the pit of my stomach, but it wasn't working. Nothing was working. The image of Eddie, lying in that bed looking like someone else's dad; and the...

Desert DroppingChapter 36C

"Luke, what are you doing?" Eddie asked, sounding half annoyed, and half amused as he looked over his shoulder--which he could do now without the brace around his neck--at Luke, who was shoving Eddie's hospital gown into the small duffle bag that Jase had brought along with Eddie's clothes. Jase was currently helping Eddie button up the front of a comfortable plaid shirt while I waited patiently and Luke did what was necessary to occupy himself. "Souvenir?" Luke responded. Jase...

Desert DreamChapter 3

John Ritter made it up to the top of a tall hill before the hottest part of the day, in spite of not having eaten for over three days. The sun was above, so he was able to look about in all directions, and he scanned intently with eyes trained to discern small vessels on a wave topped horizon. He was alert for motion, for human silhouettes, for color or glints. rather than focusing on any one spot, he gazed vaguely, scanning back and forth, gradually drawing his attention from the farthest he...

Desert DreamChapter 4

As they walked in the dust of the goats, Zithrusa had John practice with her bow, designating one arrow as a practice arrow, removing it's head and binding it with sinew to prevent it from splitting. John shot that arrow again and again, getting better and better at hitting his mark, and strengthening his arms. After they arrived at the now abandoned meeting spot they learned that the family was heading for an off season camp about four weeks away. They had left two days before, so they...

Desert DreamChapter 5

John relaxed and let the strange ghostly music, with its breathy quality float him in a trance. It spoke of rare rains, sudden flowering of wasteland, rainbows and dew. It was incredible that such a small instrument, like a stick with two strings on it jammed into a tiny round drum, could produce such ethereal and dulcet waftings. Zithrusa gently drew the horsetail bow back and forth slowly as she lightly touched the strings, just firmly enough to shorten their chords. There was only...

Desert DreamChapter 6

Now that John had brought so much status to the family, he was their golden boy. Before, the only ones who would talk with him were Zithrusa and Headman, and he couldn't even learn any of their names, including Headman, which is why he called him that. Zithrusa wouldn't tell him any of the families names either, it was up to each individual to form their own relationships. Now that he was everybody's darling, he was having the family introduce themselves faster than he could remember their...

Desert DreamChapter 7

Every night John lavished attention on Zithrusa, and banged her drum soundly. She in return learned to worship his staff, until his eggs leaked their whites. During the day, John worked hard since that is the only way he had ever worked. He learned the men's occupations around the fire, making rope and spinning yarn, sewing leather for boots belts and sheaths, carving objects and small carpentry like stools for the respected elders and dowery chests for the maidens. He was very good at the...

Desert DreamChapter 8

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