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The Displaced Detective Part 7

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SAGN Chapter Six Triage

SAGN: Chapter Six- Triage M'Tehr and Jacen Day Two: 2230 hours It was an uncomfortable walk for M'Tehr back to the borders of the Grove. It wasn't the steady rain that streamed down over her body that made it so for her. It wasn't those rivulets of water that flowed over her and fell to the pavement in silent streams, undistorted by her glamour. It wasn't even the conversation she had with Singh moments ago that made it so difficult for her now. In truth it was none of those things....

SAGN Chapter Ten The Shadow of Cincinnatus

Chapter Ten: The Shadow of Cincinnatus The Grove: Day Six, 1600 hours -------------------------------- *Sisters, can you hear me?* she again pleaded with the silence that was roiling her mind with its emptiness. When she finally had been able to rise after the mind link was broken, it was not just her own reaction to what she had witnessed there that had driven her to her knees. That may have been difficult for her to cope with, but it was nothing compared to the sudden silence that...

A Good Kind Of Trouble

A Good Kind of Trouble I was driving north on Interstate 35 as fast as the governor on the blue Mack would let me, the 8 inch dual open exhaust pipes snarling with the Cummins powered song in my ears as I crossed the south Texas prairie land trying to make San Antonio to stop for the night. The air conditioner was doing its best to keep me cool in the 100 plus degree late July evening, and failing at its task. I’m John Murphy, and I have made the Chicago to Laredo run once a week for the past...

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Face the Strange Chapter 6 11 Normalization of Deviance

FACE THE STRANGE by Crazy Baron Chapter 6: Normalization of Deviance "He's there now," I spoke in Faith's ear, just loudly enough so she could hear me over the music in the nightclub, and pointed her mark out to her as unobtrusively as I could. Bucko, blissfully unaware of what we had planned for him, had made his way into the Rock Room and was standing alone, looking characteristically cloddish and scanning the crowd for his date. "Where?" she inquired. "Over there! By that...

The Sole Survivor of Boudicca s Sacking of Colchester

As Macilenta passed the edge of the Forum returning from the market she overhead two nobles discussing unrest among the Iceni, the native tribe who lived north of the area around Camulodunum. One of them was concerned that the peasant Queen, Boudicca, was plotting a revolt which might jeopardize the City's food supply. Macilenta's heart missed a beat, if Legio IX Hispana, the Ninth Legion, was recalled from Lindum Colonia she might see Quintus again. She recalled the last time the Legion...

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Nest Slave

CHAPTER 1 It was 8 o’clock in the evening on a Tuesday in late June when Victoria Bidarte was kidnapped. It had been dark, damp, overcast and unusually warm, and every worker on the roofing site was sweating in the 90-degree heat. The men were sullen, and tempers were high. Those who worked on the ground envied the workers who perched on the roof, hammering and stapling the sticky shingles into place, for their access to what little breeze there was. Victoria was of course one of...

Carpe Demi

Paul Rushton always thought about Demi when he jerked off in the shower those days. He considered briefly and sadly that morning, as he soaked under the steaming jets and lathered up his solidifying cock, how long it had been since he pictured his wife during his early morning manual efforts. Countless years, was the sorry answer. In the early days of his and Martha's marriage solo self-manipulation had not even been necessary, so hearty had been their sex life. The only masturbation taking...

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A Canvas Fantasy

A Canvas FantasyThe old painting from uncle William’s attic was gone now, lost in the fire of ’84. The house was saved, but at the cost of my access to my uncle’s collection of girlie magazines and other pleasantries so important to a boy of that age. The painting, though, was what I remembered best. It was done in classical style so far as I knew about such things. The woman was not smiling seductively towards the artist. Hers was not an enigmatic look such as is found on the Mona Lisa. She...

Whatever happened to Rory

WHATEVER HAPPENED TO RORY? CHAPTER ONE The wall fronting the main entrance to Penelope’s estate was an imposing fraud. Built of undressed stone thirty feet high and twenty feet thick, it ran for only a hundred yards on either side of the gated archway which gave entrance to her estate before petering out in the forest. One of those Gothic follies so popular in Victorian times, it had stood for nearly one and a half centuries,...

Bye Bye Miss American Pie

Bye Bye Miss American Pie. Codes: M/F, Spanking, Romance.It was Friday night and the big city blues were in full swing. Amidst the swirl of alcohol and misty tobacco I was with a few of the (motley) crew from lower south side getting totally blitzed on cheap vodka and snakebites as we sat listening to the sound of rebellion coming from the Fat Larry jukebox.Call me Joe by the way. At last count I'm 25 going on 40. Looks wise I'm tall, dark but nothing special at all. Anyway, I looked better in...

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Look how I have turned out Sir ! Even though I am now 32, I still keep myself in very good shape. I do a lot of running and spend the time in the gym, keeping myself looking good. That – along with training my teams for football and rugby at school – keeps me looking good and I can still turn heads whilst out with the guys on a Saturday night. Yes, things are pretty good now. I have advanced well in the teaching profession, and am now deputy headteacher at my school. I get a good salary,...

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A few months ago an interesting development took place when I replied to an email from a man called Max who was very polite, and also extremely complimentary about my series of true memoirs called ?Where do I begin?? He paid me the huge compliment of asking me to write a short sado-masochistic story for his private enjoyment. I happily agreed, but it took me longer to complete than I had promised and after a few weeks of waiting patiently, he sent me this email:>Dear Lady, > >It is with warm...

Methodology of a Serial Rapist

The Methodology of a Serial RapistByWhipsawThis story is for entertainment purposes only as kidnapping, rape and forced slavery are illegal. Not to mention the fact that those acts are just plain wrong.Chapter One Her name was Sara and she was lying on the table looking very attractive, as she was nude with her 42 D-cups sagging slightly over the sides of her ribcage, along with a flat stomach and those muscular legs. Her locking collar was attached to the table by two chains, one on either...

Moon Phases

Moon phases.Six months earlier.It was at a beach party that Jack was turned. Someone, an acquaintance, invited him and a few bottles, to the dunes on the South Kentish Sea front near Dungeness.As usual, he drank a bit too much, but he was sure afterwards, that his drink was spiked. Certainly, he had a metallic taste in his mouth the next morning and a monumental headache, the like he had never experienced before. He was also quite photosensitive to the point of almost being blinded by the...

First Time

Abigail

Foreword.It is a sad fact of life that many of our teenage children come off the tracks. There are many hypotheses that try to explain how it is, our society cannot cater for the younger generation, how it fails them at a fundamental level and leaves them to learn and fend for themselves. We teach our children the usual things, History, Geography, to read and write, numerical skills, but we seem to have forgotten how to teach them social graces and how to behave.But, for a large slice of the...

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Chapter 1 FROM CHILD?S PLAY TO???.?ByBondoy I lay panting on the bed wondering, as usual when I was in this or a similar situation, who the hell in their right mind would allow themselves to get as frustrated as I was in my current position!? That position was being tied in a very strict hog-tie and trying to get enough air after my efforts to escape even though, from many previous experiences, I knew it was futile to try. My rope bonds had been very professionally applied.? Ankles...

The Phantasm in the Fog

The Phantasm in the Fog by Tegeli The mountain weather couldn't make up its mind. Despite the nights still remembering the wet cold of the past winter, the only dampness under the scorching evening sun was the sweat on my skin. The desolation around us was tranquil, now that I could no more remember acutely the stench of smoke. Asailki was lagging behind again. Even though I had discreetly tried to take all the heavy baggage, Asai had still managed to weigh himself down. Despite...

GAMBLER S DEBT

She walked past me to the gaming tables and I got a second look at those brown eyes and a pretty face, before a whiff of her expensive perfume assailed my nostrils. I turned, just in time, to see her hips sway back and forth inside her tight fitting dress. The wolf (me) watched until she disappeared around a corner. Now the little head was doing the thinking, heh-heh. I wandered into the gaming room and saw her standing at the roulette wheel. Her modest pile of chips seemed to be dwindling...

In The Blink Of A Raven s Eye

As night encroached on the watery dusk, I lit the fire. A solitary raven sat on a bough. With a caw of approval, it blinked. Wood burned and its embers soared; I moved like its smoke. From house to house, I weighed their souls and chose them. I sifted through the moral and immoral: the chapel on the headland had its congregation. For me, these were acts of physical congress, for them, a lover in their dreams. They awoke as the whites of their eyes blackened. They struggled, and gave...

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A criminal is a person with predatory instincts who has not sufficient capital to form a corporation.Most government is by the rich, for the rich. Government comprises a large part of the organized injustice in any society, ancient or modern.Civil government, insofar as it is instituted for the security of property, is in reality instituted for the defence of the rich against the poor, and for the defence of those who have property against those who have none.― Adam SmithThe tiny, Asian hand...

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Change is Good for Hemangini Ch 03

Introduction : Avinash continues to interview Hemangini for his new writing. As she pursues with her story, the revelation at the next stage tends to get harrowing from where it started. She welcomes him into an all new ambience which leaves Avinash in the absolute stupor.I would just like to add an advanced disclaimer to any Indian religious reader advancing to this part. This part of the story doesn't directly or indirectly intends to cause offensive desolation to any religious beliefs or...

The Gavin McClain Stories 3 Erica s Big Day Chapter 2 Sacred Vows

Erica Greendale's perfect wedding day has been hijacked by her jilted almost-lover Gavin McClain and secretly resentful Maid of Honour Helen. To avoid the public screening of a deeply compromising hen-night video featuring the bride herself, she must follow all of Gavin's instructions, while somehow getting through the ceremony and beyond...It scarcely mattered, Erica thought, who found her in her desolation. What, after all, were her options? Tell Stephen? Tell her parents? That would wreck...

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HOPEFUL by Crazy Baron NOTIFICATIONS AND DISCLAIMERS This work may be distributed to forums where it can be read free of charge, provided that the author gives his explicit permission and that the text is not altered. Please note that this story is intended for mature readers only. The people and incidents depicted herein are completely fictional. THE STORY The society circles of the town of Northboro were admittedly small in size, like the town itself, but even in a much...

Fallen Kingdom 5

The homes of the privileged Imperium – villas mostly – lined a cobblestone street in Bheketha, a town recently conquered by an angry army of gladiators and slaves risen in revolt. Now Shinatri Zaeda, of the proud, mercantilist Zaeda family, had become just another casualty of today’s destruction. The town had held out for as long as possible; Shinatri’s own father had been manning the walls, defending his family and many others with his life. But the town had fallen. The rebels had overrun it...

Gatekeeper

Glassy streets shimmer in the aftermath of a recent spate. Lifeless tarmac shining like ribbons of obsidian under a here-and-there smattering of yellow-lighted street lamps. If the cold rain hadn’t already emptied them, the late hour would have.A dark figure, hunched for warmth, skits along with a determined stride, furtively ducking through a black door marked with four white exes. A puff of misty breath swirls in his wake.Once inside the brightly lit lobby, he blows heat into his hands then...

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We have driven the last hundred miles in total silence. The long journey has taken its toll, leaving both of us tired and angry. The strain of the argument we had over an hour ago lingers. Neither one of us has the desire to patch things up. We both want the drive to be over. It is late, very dark, and very cold. The thermometer on the dash reads -36'F, not an unusual temperature along the Alaska Highway in January."How much longer are we going to drive? We need to find a place to stay.""Yes,...

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Cocklust Ch 15

When finals week rolled around, everything around us ground to a halt. There were no parties on the Row, no meetings for any student groups, and of course, no regular classes. But at that point, finals were the least of my concerns. All I could think of was the winter break to come.I kept pulling up my e-mail, where Chad had sent our flight confirmation. It felt so official to see our full names together in all caps: CHAD MATTHEW COLLINS and SCOTT BRADLEY HARRINGTON. It was another sign...

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Forced To Be My Mafia Daddy s Fucktoy Chapter 01 I Fantasize About My Daughter s Virgin Pussy

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A brother and sister

At first I didn’t know it was her. Just a brilliant spill of bright blonde hair and a small slim body in a pink blouse and snug faded blue jeans, standing in line at the coffee shop. I was behind her and I looked her over, admiring her lovely hair and her cute little ass. But then I heard her order a tall mocha and recognized her voice. “Make it two,” I said, sliding a ten dollar bill over the counter to the barista. For a fraction of a moment the beautiful little...

Invisible Girl An Erotic Romance Pt 12

Not surprisingly, Jane slept late the next morning and when she awoke she found herself feeling much better. Her appointment was at eleven, and it was more than an hour’s drive to the city, so she hurried to get showered and dressed. When she came downstairs she saw that her mother had put out fruit and muffins for her. Her mother was already dressed and ready to go, so Jane quickly sat down to eat. Next to her place-mat was an envelope with her name on it in her father’s handwriting,...

Caleb 06 Back to School

The journey back to school took the same amount of time as my journey home, minus the stop for pie. We even shared the driving, so I was in far better shape when I got back than I expected to be. Initially, we went directly to the girls’ dorms, taking Amanda to her new room. Mary went to speak to her current roommate to tell her she would be moving out. Amanda and I ran into Louise as we were taking some stuff up to her room. “Hey Caleb, you’re back,” she said, looking Amanda up and down....

Best of Both Worlds

Author's note: A short story for Halloween, I do hope that you enjoy it, and all feedback and all votes would be very much appreciated. The vampire towered over the old witch and looked down on her haggard old face with distaste. "I wouldn't want to drink your blood old woman so don't fuss," he declared coldly. "I never said that you would want to, I just said keep your long fangs away from me." She scowled up at him irritably as she tugged her grey shawl tighter against her. Her...

Chain of Desire

The Past. It was one of the vivid dreams. Even when she was in it, she could tell. She could feel her heart beating faster just at how real everything around her seemed: blades of grass under bare feet, a cool breeze against her skin. The sound of screams borne on the wind. She looked down at her body. She was sleek, compact and well-muscled, a match for her form in real life. But she was naked. Her body was covered from neck to knees in an intricate tracery of blue tattoos. Her nipples...

Torn

The fortune teller was wrong, I sniffed miserably. She had predicted a sparkling future with a dark haired man in my life. I had been confident it was Paul, but it seemed the old woman had made a gigantic error in her interpretation of the Tarot cards It had been three days since I had heard from him; three long days since the email telling me we had been seen out together by his wife's friend and he needed a break from everything. This was more than enough time to conclude that he had made...

After The Party Is Over

"Damn it," my husband Sam muttered, "he'll do the doors a mischief if he keeps that up." The 'he' my husband was referring to was our 15 year old son Tom who was suffering what the behaviourists would call teenage angst, putting it more bluntly Tom was in a right sulk and a teenager sulking was calculated to get everyone on edge. Though on this occasion I suppose he had a good excuse to be sulking, he was supposed to be going to a party later that day, but his date had been grounded by...

And Soon My Evil Plan Will Be Complete

It's never a good day when BetaGirl shows up on your front door step. It gets worse usually when she just knocks a hole through the roof and plants herself sternly in front of your desk in your innermost sanctum sanctorium. She cracked her knuckles and started to tap her right toe in anticipation of performing some bodily harm upon my august personage. The glare she gave me was certainly world class — and well worthy of the world's famous and renown super-heroine. I suppose it was warranted....

Cold Eyes

I was nine when Uncle Jack came calling. I was out in the garage playing with our new dog, Lady. I heard a few loud bangs from the house then saw my Uncle jack quickly get into a car an drive away. I ran into the house to see what happened. I almost stopped breathing when I saw them. My mom was dead with a bloody hole in her chest. My dad was dead with a hole where his right eye was. My sister--My sister was dead too. The bullet went into her forehead and took out half the top of her head. I...

Abigail s Gift

Foreword. It is a sad fact of life that many of our teenage children come off the tracks. There are many hypotheses that try to explain how it is our society cannot cater for the younger generation, how it fails them at a fundamental level and leaves them to learn and fend for themselves. We teach our children the usual things, History, Geography, to read and write, numerical skills, but we seem to have forgotten how to teach them social graces and how to behave. But, for a large slice of the...

DeathBane

Copyright© 1976 THREE MORE VANISH; FOGEY GANG ACTIVITY ON THE RISE New York (Yelopress/ASP) A spokesman for the DEFA today released details of the disappearance of three adult males, all in their early 20s. Missing and presumed dead are Daniel Tompkins, James Rivington, and Jacob Astor, all of the notorious Lower East Side sector of New York City known as "Bodysnatchers' Alley." In DEFA custody and undergoing intensive interrogation are two presumed members of the executive council of...

Just Keep Dancing Stupid

First and foremost, let me admit that at that stage of my life I was a writer, not a doer. I'd been active enough in my younger days to make me happy with my choices not to let life pass me by. Now I read, research and write. I'd tried my hand at cowboy action shooting and during two nasty experiences involving exchange of fire I was damned glad to have had that experience behind me. Hint: always shoot for the body centerline if you can't shoot for center-of-mass. I've driven through the...

Baby Visions

Sally was seven months pregnant, and one morning she woke with a clear image in her head of a cheerful, smiling one-year-old boy. She thought it might just be a vivid dream or one more trick pregnancy played on her mind, but when she compared notes with other women in the childbirth class she found that most had had a similar experience in the past week. Tara was only 29 so she had chosen not to have any amnio done, but her vision was disturbing: she thought she could see that her little girl...

Long Love Lost Love s

"I'm through with men," Tasha said, slamming her books down on the counter of the Women's Co-op. "I mean it this time." She flung her coat in the corner and stood there peeling her gloves off with short angry jerks. "Through with men?" Kalliste Periakes said from where she was sitting. She was a thin dark-haired archaeology grad student of indeterminate age. She pushed back from the table where she was helping Anna with the Co-op's books. "So you are now going to fall in love with...

One In The Same

It was all very likely inevitable anyway. After all, Maggie and George lived in the same townhouse. Downtown and a mile north of the theater district, they owned the old stone upright outright, were its only occupants, and so had the entire place to themselves. They lived in the same building but in separate apartments, on different floors, as a reluctant and ill-defined nod to propriety; she on the 2nd floor and he on the 4th, with the 3rd floor between them sound-proofed and dedicated as a...

Bad Day at the Greasy Grass

I hated O’Brien. The fucker came over in fifty-two, just at the end of the Great Hunger. And, by sixty-three he had recruited every Fenian thug in Five Points. So, he was “Boss O’Brien” now. And there wasn’t a pie in the Sixth Ward that he hadn’t gotten his corrupt fingers into. I was a twenty-year-old copper back then. Molly and I had been married for a year and we lived in a twenty by fifteen, tenement shack. It was on Mulberry, right behind the Church. Nobody in lower Manhattan had to ask,...

I Buried My Naked Wife in the Desert

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Number one fan

The shorter man looked upon the sight on the deck below and swallowed. Then he licked his lips and looked at his partner. "Some piece of work, these babes, ain't they?" The taller man didn't answer. They have been waiting for almost ten minutes to see if there were any other threats beside the skipper and the cameraman who was tied up and gagged in his cabin, but apparently there were none. Only them, the four voluptuous young women tanning obliviously on the deck, and their job. He took...

Walo s MistressChapter 5

Earl hadn't stopped Lynn from running up the stairs to their room once they were back in the hotel, but in her nakedness the shame she endured as her husband paraded her before the others who were sprawled about the lobby participating in various acts of venereal obscenity, announcing her as the establishment's new "house cocksucker," nearly broke her down completely. Finally, he had let her go and she managed to get up the stairs, her tears blinding her as she stumbled to their room,...

The ProdigalTwenty four

JUST A YEAR AGO, I swore things would be different and I wouldn’t get so wrapped up in myself and my own problems that I couldn’t see what was happening around me. Wasn’t that what led me to take a shift as a camp liaison and rescue Wendy? Wasn’t that what brought me Kate? Hadn’t I made a bunch of friends at SCU and renewed my friendships with good people at PCAD? Didn’t I have four wonderful women and a life guys would kill for? I should have been more fucking aware. I came back from...

Caroline s InheritancePart 2

Caroline soon got to her feet, gently easing a disappointed and resentful Engelbert off his warm cushion of soft and girlish flesh, and went up to the house to have her morning shower and use the toilet. She saw Grace standing outside holding a bucket. "Morning Caroline. Bath time! Stand nice and still!" With this she came up to her and after raising the bucket high over Caroline's head, emptied half of its icy cold contents all over her. She handed her a bit of soap and ordered her to...

The Knight and the Acolyte Book 10 the Flaming WomanChapter 1 Acolyte s New Pleasure

Thanks to b0b for beta reading this! Knave Angela – Drakin Castle, The Haunted Forest I sprang to my lover and sex slave, Sophia, fear hammering in my heart. Xera’s cum dribbled down Sophia’s thighs along with the plant’s nectar-jizz. She had been fucked by a cock. She was an acolyte of Saphique, Goddess of Virgins. She had sworn an oath when she became a novice of Saphique, promising to never touch a man sexually. If she did, she lost her magic. And she had cum dripping out of her. Ever...

AscentChapter 8 Of The Journey Four Breasts

It was just minutes before sunrise and the sky was draped in a skin of purple when I stepped outside through the entrance of our hut. The morning air felt cold against my skin and a penetrating chill shot through my veins. I relieved myself then went back inside to eat. After breakfast we packed the travois placing the sleeping furs, tarp and poles on the bottom as a platform for the other items. After everything was organized, I noted a problem. The problem was with the spears. The new...

The Knight and the Acolyte Book 10 the Flaming WomanChapter 5 Rain

Faoril – Asunow Princedom, The Princedoms of Zeutch The rain hammered my rain cloak, beating the oiled canvas. Water dripped off the peak, falling onto my saddle. It didn’t help. The rain was too heavy. The road drank it in like the driest earth after a monsoon, becoming sodden, thick. I didn’t care. It was hard to care about anything after what happened an hour ago. I could still smell the reek of burning flesh, like it clung to us. The roar of the dragon’s flames crackled through my...

Second Time Through Book IPrologue

"It's almost midnight," I thought to myself as I stared, unseeing, out the window. "If it is going to happen, it should happen in the next few minutes," Usually, I loved this view of Manhattan, overlooking Thirty-Third Avenue and The Madison Square Gardens. But tonight, I barely noticed the late-night traffic or the snowflakes drifting past outside. Alone in my office on the forty-second floor of One Penn Plaza, my mind was busy running through the carefully prepared and long memorized...

Clementine in HellChapter 12

"How was your annual chat to Rashumba? I saw you had a nice long talk before she started slicing up your poor old back! It must be great to meet up with her and talk over old times! She gave you her best effort yet, I would say. But you seem OK. They'll never break you, Clemmy!" Alexia and her lover were lying together at midnight on the day of the anniversary. It was bad enough to know that another year had passed and her imprisonment was going interminably on and on, but each...

Mother Daughter TwosomeChapter 2

"Bob, you just don't understand," Lani Walker was saying, "your home life was so screwed up, you just can't see what I'm talking about. I love my mother... we've got a really beautiful thing between us, you know?" Lani lay on her back, her eyes searching the cloudless California sky, her bare toes playing little games with the golden brown grass that covered the hills of Mendocino. "I mean, my mother doesn't have all the hangups about her kid that your parents have. She treats me...

My InheritanceChapter 50 Bert s Last Message

“I have a message from Bert. Andy is to hear it with you,” Mary said quietly in the unique voice of a trance, as she knelt in front of me. Andy sat down by me, but Lisa, who had never been present when a trance message was given, started to leave. I pulled her down by me, telling her to stay with us because she was very much a part of this family. She hugged me gratefully as she curled up against me. In a moment, Mary began. “Hello, son. It is me again. I knew you would get this message one...

My InheritanceChapter 51 Angie

The bedroom of our suite smelled like sex, but we had a small orgy in it and the odor was to be expected. I was on my back in a deep sleep. Someone was curled against my left side, her arm over me, her breasts and pubis jammed against me, her breath warm on my neck. Someone was curled against my right side in the same position and with the same effect. Someone was between my legs, sleeping contentedly, using my inner thigh as her pillow. The problem was someone else was pounding on the door...

My Isekai Life in D D FireChapter 32 Isekai Life Dragon Myth

I looked around at my other party members. Voss just gave a helpless shrug. Enna was mopping her her scalp wound with a bit of fabric ripped off the lord’s satin cape. I looked back to Ashryn. “Sorry, you’re going to have to back up. God of destruction sounds bad, but is it kinda bad or is it very bad?” Ashryn looked pouty for a moment- was she annoyed with me?- before taking a deep breath. “The All-Fathered created the earth-goddess Cyona after Lathlys, the celestial goddess, proved too...

The Stray Nitro nee Fido Chapter 3

Jill returned to the living room half an hour later, still flushed, but I put that down to her shower. She had dressed and was positively buoyant, radiant even and the insidious worm of doubt wriggled a little further under my skin. While she had been gone, Nitro and I had regarded each other silently. I couldn't guess at what his thoughts were, those almost black eyes with their funny brows, gave nothing away. But, it was obvious from his guarded gaze; he was very likely viewing me as a...

Love of PoliticsChapter 8 2000 Campaigning Against Bush and Gore

The campaign to return Mark to the State Senate for a second four-year term had reached its end. The polls were about to close. There was no one else to convince, no thrill of selling one more voter on Mark's talent and ability. There was no more racing around for appointments, no setting up new events to showcase his good looks and good ideas. There was only waiting for the results and then, we hoped, the party to celebrate winning. I felt the exhilaration draining from my body. The...

RockmanChapter 14

On the Monday of the same week, Karin did indeed arrive at Ged's house, and she turned out to have a real talent for organising parties. She phoned caterers, got a DJ and with Ged organised the biggest room in the house for dancing. They moved excess furniture into the garage and by the end of the day, everything was prepared. That night she stayed. "I need reassurance," she said, "that last time wasn't an erotic dream." Later that night, bent over the kitchen table, her little...

Junkin DuncanChapter 4

If you wanted to see desolation--the ranch was it at eight the next morning. The carnival roustabouts had worked all night and the trucks pulled out at five a.m. The hay crew were already in the lot the farthest from the ranch buildings. It seemed as if there was trash everywhere. I went over to where the cars had been parked to see if there was very much in the bordering hay field. There were a few empty beer bottles thrown over the fence. I would get Amy and Amelia to pick them up...

The First Ninety DaysPart 16

Day 90 On the morning of his wedding reception, Jonathan Rupert Stanford was up before the sun. Outside the window was the orange glow of a streetlight; it cast its glare up through the prison-bar pattern of the shutters, painting zebra stripes on the ceiling overhead. He was sweating and his heart was racing. He had dreamed that he was alone, and that all the world had somehow gone, and left him behind. He had been alone on a long, featureless void; all that he could see was sere grey...

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"Oh my," Sarah thought, entering the small house. Everywhere she looked hung aphorisms: silver lining, upside down frown, less muscles in a smile, half full, smiling outside makes you smile inside, on and on, all done in needlework with homey wooden frames. There must have been at least ten lights on from reading lights to lamps with frilly shades to a small crystal chandelier that shone perfectly clear. No particles of dust slowed brightness. Melissa switched all of them off except the...

Mandy Bob JasonChapter 8

Mandy was very quiet on the ride home. Then she burst into tears again and cried, almost wailing at her loss. Jason was there for her. Again he pulled her to his shoulder to comfort her. Through her sobs of desolation, Mandy cried that she and Bob had not been separated for more than a few hours since they met. He was the light of her life and and with that light extinguished she didn't know how she would manage. Jason just held her in his arms and stroked her hair telling her that somehow...

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“So, how should we do these Stone’s songs?” Phil asked at our rehearsal session. “I think we all know the music, we just need to come up with a pretty awesome arrangement; we don’t want to sound like yet another cheap cover band.” “I had some ideas, if it’s okay for me to make some suggestions,” Allison said. “Of course it is,” Phil said. “Everyone can have a say, there’s no rule that says you can’t participate in the discussion.” “Thanks, Phil, I guess being the newest here, I’m a bit...

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He slept poorly, images of a fist sized gem glowing among his disordered dreams. Again and again he had it within his grasp, only to have it wrenched away by shadowy figures who laughed and jeered as he stumbled after them on legs that were too short to match their speed. He awoke with a start, reaching for his axe, but the hand on his shoulder was only Anji's. He wolfed down his breakfast, answering the others with grunts or not at all. "It is agreed that we continue?" Furdick asked,...

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He woke as Kletta wriggled out of their blankets. The air was clear and cold, and the sun's rays tinted the peaks with their blankets of snow fantastic shades of orange and pink. Higher peaks to either side already gleamed white, and from a distant cone a plume of vapor drifted down the wind. He breathed deep of the mountain air, stretching and bending to work the kinks out of his muscles. Even his leg felt good. This kind of work was as nothing to the hard marching they'd been doing, and...

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The entire team in the command center watched both battles, staggered by what they were seeing. It was all over so quickly. They replayed the encounters, progressively more and more slowly to better understand what they were seeing. Andrea and Linda were not able to leave their stations as battles were still continuing. They were both distracted and worried about Jason. The encounters continued to be replayed on a single large hologram, which many watched, when they could. “Please, Peter,...

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“Since most of the adults aren’t here, I want Steve Williams, Maria Vargas, Sharon, Juan Scott, Emma Reed, and Carlos Patterson, please?” They all got up and were eager. “You are singing the Christmas song I first heard Wynonna and Kenny Rogers sing, although others have also sung it before. It’s called “Mary, Did You Know?” “Juan, you start this, with Maria, Sharon and Emma coming in, followed by Steve and Carlos. I would like to do this only with drums and a bass. Look it over and ask...

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Sometimes Clipper got hungry for the open road. He’d never consider going, of course, with Girl and the stability the cabin gave him. He’d never expose her to that danger. But he’d always loved to travel, loved to see new things. He realized that this was very nearly the longest he’d stayed in one place since the Fall. Of course he didn’t mind, he was happier than he’d ever been in his whole life, thanks to Girl. All he wanted was to stay here and finish his life out, holding her in his arms...

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For the next month I worked hard to distract myself. It didn't work. Keira hovered in my consciousness, ever-present, haunting me and stealing away everyday simple pleasures. I saw her beautiful tears every time I closed my eyes. I became obsessed with distracting myself from her memory. Once casual alcoholic drinks became the norm, no longer casual, consumed to numb me and help me sleep. In moments of inebriation I wondered if there was only one person in the world that was the perfect...

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"Mr. and Mrs. Olson" the nurse called. "The doctor will see you now. This way, please." We followed her into Brian's office, me admiring the sway of her trim hips, Jenny poking me in the ribs as she saw my gaze. "Jake, Jennifer, please, have a seat," said Dr. Brian Fellows, a friend and neighbor for years. "Look, I have good news and bad news. The results of your test have come back, Jenny. It appears that you have an especially virulent and uncommon case of vaginitis. That's the...

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Cause no matter how big the storm; I know I can find a place that’s warm. The sun is shining somewhere in Texas. I hope it’s shining for her – somewhere down in Texas. – Jason Boland Palo Alto, California Dillon Chandler got the young woman from the Navy situated in the living room of the spacious Palo Alto home. That large room, which faced the drive, was pretty formal and primarily used to greet guests. The more-used family room, which overlooked the south end of San Francisco Bay, was...

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One day I was in my room getting dressed and Janine came in. I was topless and only in my panties. Janine just stared at me. "Is everything was all right?" I asked. She just broke down crying. "I need to tell you something." She said through her tears. I went and sat on my bed and patted the place next to me indicating she should sit next to me. She timidly complied. "What is it?" I asked her. "While I've been away at college I discovered something. I'm into... women. I'm...

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It had been a week since Aggie’s eyes had been opened to an alternative kind of sex by Trish McMartin. She had been consoling Trish after bridge when she lamented how her husband was rejecting her for her identical twin. Embracing the weeping woman Aggie was taken aback by the moves Trish was making on her. At the same time, she was baffled by the feelings that the younger female was causing inside her body. They ended up in her Aggie’s bedroom with Trish imparting her knowledge to the older...

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Mandy was very quiet on the ride home. As they pulled through the twin cream-colored brick pillars at the beginning of the driveway she burst into tears again and cried, almost wailing, at her loss. Jason was there for her. Again he gently pulled her head over to his shoulder to comfort her. Through her sobs of desolation, Mandy cried that she and Bob had not been separated for more than a few hours since they'd met. He was the light of her life and with that light extinguished she didn't...

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Yren sat in the mud, trying desperately to get himself under control. A passing rain shower had dumped just enough water to turn the hard-packed earth to mud but not enough for much else; the bulk of the shower had passed to the south, just beyond the treeline, where it did little good for the town’s farmers. Even there, it only rained for perhaps an hour before moving on. Now, the sun was shining and the mud was slowly drying. Yren closed his eyes against the chaosed sunshine, wondering how...

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Laura wondered if she had ever felt such pain. She was so overcome by it, physically as well as emotionally, that she had to take the next two days off work. She lay in bed, doing nothing, staring at the TV, seeing nothing. Then she hit the vodka bottle, winding up sick, puking, full of self-loathing and fierce remorse. Finally she realized she would have to go back to work, no matter what, no matter how it hurt. She couldn't even bear to think of Trina. She couldn't bear to see either...

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The Knight and the Acolyte Book 8 Labyrinth of LoveChapter 7 Shifting Paths

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Thirteen years later - Sunday 13 April- [Robert] - Hospital Visiting Andrew Lawley was killed in an accident at the age of 81. Elizabeth spent the next two years worrying her children and friends about her ability to survive widowhood. On a bleak Thursday in March, Elizabeth was driving to work when she pulled out of a turning without looking carefully enough. Robert Whitehead on a motor-cycle was overtaking on the wrong side of the road and the two of them collided. Elizabeth was 52 and...

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The truth is that our finest moments are most likely to occur when we are feeling deeply uncomfortable, unhappy, or unfulfilled. For it is only in such moments, propelled by our discomfort, that we are likely to step out of our ruts and start searching for different ways or truer answers. M. Scott Peck: South Dakota June 1-2, 1996 ... I have seen that in any great undertaking it is not enough for a man to depend simply upon himself. -Lone Man (Isna-la-wica)(Teton Sioux) Gaho's daughter...

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Meanwhile Roberta Kramer had been wracking her brain trying to think of something else she could try. By now it was even starting to penetrate her head that she was losing the case. When the children were all dressed and standing around their teacher, she said, "We still haven't seen Mrs. Conroy teach. The Department is now willing to concede that she does have above-average pupils — in intelligence, at least. But can she teach? Why can't she demonstrate, Your Honor?" As soon as the...

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