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POW Prisoner Of The Widows Chapter 9

The hashish traders were undoubtedly as nasty as Basheera and the other women described. They were a mean looking lot, heavily armed and openly contemptuous. There were six of them, and they arrived in two vehicles. Four men exited a Land Rover, while two sat in a three-quarter ton truck. Two of the four from the Land Rover were heavily armed guards, who took up a position behind the Land Rover, facing the house. Fatima and Tahani bolted down to the basement and crawled through the tunnel to...

POW Prisoner Of The Widows Chapter 7

We left the greenhouses and continued our tour of the farm. The only thing really unique about the place was the water system. I had to give it to old Hassan, he might have been a miserable excuse for a human being, but he was a hell of an engineer. The source of the farms water was a very deep Artesian well. The well was tapped by a four-inch continuously coupled black iron pipe over eleven hundred feet long. Since Artesian wells are under pressure from the rock around them, there was no...

06 HomeChapter 30

Flashback – Jack – Undisclosed base We'd just finished a great (for us) meeting with the base Rear Admiral where the Major had his ass majorly chewed. We walked outside, I looked at the Major and questioned, "So I heard something about Russia?" He looked at me and I wondered if I fucked up when he said, "Yeah I hear Siberia is lovely this time of the year." I was sure Banzai was crazy because he began to laugh. The Major glared at him and ordered, "Sgt. Blaine what's so damn funny...

Recovery of a Hero Ch 01

This story is a work of fiction only. Any chance resemblance to actual people or events is purely accidental. * I was in Bagdad escorting a civilian computer expert with 3 others from my squad when this story begins. He was a Department of the Navy employee sent to Iraq to assist in setting up computer networks for the new Iraqi government and we were assigned to protect him while he traveled around the city installing computer systems. While we were driving to one of the government...

Alan Ch 25

The rest of the summer had passed happily, blackout notwithstanding. Scarlet’s parents had swung by with the rest of her things, and Alan enjoyed meeting them and her brother. A few days later Alan’s folks and Mrs. Van Devanter drove the three of them and their stuff back to campus, Mr. Van Devanter was still in Cambridge with Pauline, getting her settled into her dorm and attending some parent orientation and welcoming events. He was on cloud nine, one of his offspring at last following in his...

Recovery of a Hero Ch 08

Chapter 8: The Hero Remembers This story is a work of fiction only. Any chance resemblance to actual people or events is purely accidental. * I remember that incident in Iraq quite well. It’s one of my clearest memories. 5 of us in a Humvee were going to one of the Iraqi government buildings where I was working on the computer network systems when we were ambushed. As we were driving down the road, an RPG exploded to the right of us. The vehicle was lifted off the ground on that side by...

Recovery of a Hero Ch 09

Chapter 9: The Hero’s Gift This story is a work of fiction only. Any chance resemblance to actual people or events is purely accidental. Special thanks to Mistress Lynn for her assistance and advice. * The next couple of weeks were a bit of a blur for me, but I remember that Sally’s friends came over just about every day. They took turns helping me around the house, and they would frequently take me places. All their parents helped with rides and such. I had a lot of fun during that time...

The Power of the Illuminati Ch 04 Iraqi Prisoner Part 2

The next two soldiers were crazy. They were closer to rabid dogs than humans. They must not have seen a woman in months and here was a hot, young piece of pussy waiting for them. They also had to watch Saad first fuck her, making them even hornier. They flipped a coin on who would go next. The first of the two barely waited for Saad to pull out before he was in her. He fucked her with such ferociousness. Mauling her tits, slapping her, grabbing her thighs. But he did not last long at...

The Power of the Illuminati Ch 01 French Maid

I was sitting in my high back leather chair and butted the cigarette out in the self-cleaning ashtray on my desk. My office occupied the entire top floor of this building, with floor to ceiling, one-way windows all around that looked over the city skyline. The papers in front of me outlined my latest deal with the Yakuza, the purchase of ten thousand assault rifles I would be selling to the Iraqi government at a good margin. At this point, I had more money than I could spend in my lifetime....

Selling a Painting

It seemed so simple but the Comptesse had other ideas This in entirely a work of fiction Some sound woke Max but the siesta had left him completely disorientated. His unfocussed eyes first detected a blurred figure perhaps ten feet away but when everything finally snapped into focus he realised it was a woman and only then that she was completely naked. The female was posed with arms stretched upwards as if to welcome the sunlight and although he had only a rear view it was obvious even to...

A Farmer Wife s Christmas

During the long walk in the dim light of dawn through the snow to the woodshed, Ann picked up the old, double bite ax. She felt the long used smoothness of the wooden handle and it brought back memories of many such trips in the early morning cold to the woodshed to split kindling and gather fire wood for the large, old wood stove. This was a morning ritual that Ann knew from long practice. Since she was just a girl on her father’s farm she had done this. It was a needed early morning chore....

Remember To Scream

Roland Bell concluded that Las Vegas had advantages as a place for 850 neurologists to discuss pain, advantages beyond having more hotel rooms than any other city in America. For those devoting their careers to investigating pain and confronting its harrowing extremes, chronic urgency was an occupational hazard. By its nature, however, urgency could not be permanent, it was by definition an acceleration of life’s norm. Still, raked by the cries, moans, screams—and the shattering pleas for...

A Mexican Holiday Part 3

Ginger was just getting into it when there was a knock at the door and room service was announced. Dan backed off the bed and threw on a robe to answer the door leaving Ginger to pull the covers over herself just in time to not give the waiter a heart attack. The waiter rolled in the cart covered with breakfast delights, Dan offered him a generous tip and the man withdrew grinning from ear to ear after scanning Ginger’s covered form in the bed. “You did that on purpose didn’t you!” she...

New job new start not for Fiona

Fiona was twelve weeks into her new position as Business Direction Analogist at a very large third party distributer who had lucrative storing and despatching contracts with huge companies throughout the Uk and Europe. It was Fiona's job to make sure the company were always aiming to pick up new contracts with clients that would further enhance their position as the leading retail distributer; she was also tasked with getting the best deal at all times from these very demanding customers....

Diaries of a Soldier R R part 2

The next day or two after arriving home from Iraq was pretty much spent in bed, or on the couch, or in the shower, or on that kitchen table Kimmie had said she got off craigslist. We fucked till we couldn't fuck anymore, or so I thought. But as the days wore on my phone began to ring more and more finally after 3 days of being home not doing anything but fucking my whore wife, smoking weed, drinking beer and eating home cooked meals, I got a text message. It was from my boy and it...

Jonathan comes back from Iraq

“Kylie?” he questioned himself. Looking at the young woman behind the glass. “Yes” the girl had a confused look on her face, then it shifted to pure excitement. “Oh my god, Jonathan, is that really you?” She instantly got up and ran around the front office and out into the cold night. Running up to him she threw her arms around him and held him tightly. “So, how long has it been? 4 years?’’ she said looking him up and down. “Sorry I didn’t recognize you, you look so...

Of Ferrari s and Mustangs

Wolves' Pact's purpose is twofold. First, we can aquire anything in the world. By anything, I mean anything. We find and sell everything except people. The one thing we don't deal in is slavery. That isn't to say we don't sell dates. We get bids for diamonds, cars, rare plants, exotic pets, and almost everything else. If there's one in the world, we can sell it to you. While this is very obviously illegal, we get by. The police trade a turned back for our unlimited supply of...

The Reunion Part I

Her emotions where a train wreck to say the least. She could hold still. Her head had a dull pain right about her eyes she was doing her best not to cry. Worst of all, and to be expected to, her pussy ached. Her little black thong was soaked with her sweet juices in the anticipation of her husband. She felt half bad for feeling the way she did, but who wouldn’t? She hadn’t felt his amazing cock inside of her for 15 damn months! She had her ways of taking care of herself. Ajay and her...

Brian s Sleepwalking Adventure Pt 08

This story contains scenes of spanking, forced homosexuality and oral sex as well as other erotic themes involving adult men of college age or older. If such subjects are offensive, uninteresting or if you are a minor (i.e., child) please leave now. All persons, names, places, events, and descriptions, are purely fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons, names, places, events, or descriptions, is totally unintentional and a pure coincidence This work is copyright by the author and...

Gifts of the Future Ch 20

The scientists of Earth Friendly Futures were working as fast as they could to complete tests on the soil and water samples they’d gathered from around the U.S. during 2004 and 2005. Then they started on samples that were being sent to them from other environmentalists around the world through the IOPF. Most of the next few years would be spent doing nothing but testing and analyzing and comparing the results of the analyses with test results from as far back as they could find records. The...

Kerbala Clay

Oh my beloved Samira… I can still remember her sweet face, her dark, doe-like eyes and those deep, ruby red lips. She stole my heart, and one day, inshallah, I will return to Iraq and find her again. I suppose that for many of you Americans, Brits and other westerners reading this right now, the idea of Iraq as being a ‘romantic’ place might seem more than a little unusual. And a couple of years ago, I might have even agreed with you on that one. But maybe after you read my story, you will...

Home in Her Arms

Hey everyone, this is my first story. Please comment, vote, and by all means send me any suggestions on how I can do a better job next time. Thanks so much!! SouthernAphrodite * Mara stood at the edge of the crowd, scanning the faces of the men and women in uniform as they marched into the auditorium, hoping to spot the one she was looking for before the broke formation, but between the domes of the helmets, the thick body armor they were still wearing, and the loose digital camouflage...

The Marine The Beauty Queen Ch 05

We made our way back to the cabin, then Susan went back out to the creek to get some of the canned drinks she had put in the creek to cool. No sooner had she left than I grabbed her medical kit and found a bottle of aspirin. I shook two out, then as a blinding bolt of pain went through my head, shook out two more, then another. I dry-swallowed all five pills. When Susan came back, she suggested I lay down for a rest while she warmed up some food. I actually think I dozed off for about 15...

The Last Chapter

Edward and I had a very unusual beginning as far as love affairs go. He was a journalist for a large, well respected newspaper, I was a crafter of words in a different way. He dealt in facts, I dealt in opinions. He wanted to cut to the chase, dig down into the meat of an issue, I wanted to skate around the edge in an ever shrinking circle until I reached the central issue. He lived in the real world, I tried to avoid it. We seemed like two disparate souls without any way of connecting. But...

The Barstow Girls

A big thank you to LadyCibelle and Techsan for their fine editing and making this story a much better read. Have you ever thought about all the beautiful women that go out west to be models and movie stars? Where do they all end up? We know there are thousands and thousands aspiring to be stars and they go to Hollywood or elsewhere to make it big. Unfortunately most don’t make it. The ones who do become successful seem to need a shrink or have been married a half dozen times. My name is...

He Came Home

So I got the inspiration for this one as i watched the news and saw so many troops coming home for Christmas. This is sort of a departure from my usual stories, but even i have a semi softer side. As normal i hope you find some enjoyment of this one and comment if you like it. I also want to say thanks to my new friend accents and tattoos for her help in editing this and making it more readable. Enough words from me kids as always enjoy the show! For a love that wasn’t supposed to be, theirs...

Commander Murphy and the Mad Doctor

This is a continuation of the story ‘Commander Murphy’s Woman’. It should be read first for a better understanding of the characters and the plot, although this story stands alone. Commander Andrew David Augustus Murphy, U.S. Navy (Retired) sat in his chair in front of his desk watching the news on TV. He grumbled under his breath about the situation in Iraq. Then he smiled, he was being careful with his language now that his fiancée and her daughter were living with him. He had promised...

A Slow Night at the Farm

This story could or should have been placed in the humor section. I know, but whose to say that two fractured souls can’t find love in the most unlikely places? Not me, certainly. I hope you have as much fun reading the story as I had making up this shit. LYG *** I’d been on the road for twenty hours or more before I even started to wonder why. I knew goddamned good and well that I couldn’t unload my cargo for another two days in Long Beach and I was only about six hours away. ‘Pull over...

A Good Life

Ahhh I sighed as I sank into my patio chair. I dearly loved this time of day-especially here at home. It was so quiet and peaceful sitting here on my patio drinking coffee. I could hear the birds chirping and see them flitting about as they lived their lives to the fullest. It was Indian summer, my favorite time of the year. I was still able to wear shorts and short-sleeved shirts. I relaxed in bliss as I watched the sun come from behind the large hill east of my house. I watched the sun...

An Army Story Ch 01

I am but a small cog in a very large process. Not that it is not an important piece I play, because defending our freedoms and protecting lives is always important. Rather, that I was just one of many that had been mobilized to serve our country in Operation Iraqi Freedom. I work in the Operations Center of a unit that has been preparing and getting ready to go overseas. I work on the night shift. It was yet another one of those exercises when this story took place. It had been almost three...

A Good Somali Brother in Toronto

Anger management issues affect many men in today’s world, and teaching such men how to deal with their anger constructively is a huge part of my therapy. My name is Khadija Johnson, and I’m a Howard University-trained psychiatrist living in the City of Toronto, Ontario. I was born in the City of Atlanta, Georgia, but moved to the Capital region of Canada right after graduating from Howard University with my Ph.D. in Psychiatry in Washington D.C. in May 2000. Thirteen years later, I’m a dual...

Mr Manning s Consumation

Thamon almost choked on his tea when Mahmud Al-Sharani showed him the reason for the invitation to his home. Looking through the camcorder’s view screen he saw a bewildered looking American and when Mahmud pushed the start button the cleric watched as the American said ‘There is no God but Allah and Mohammad is his messenger.’ Mahmud then turned off the camera and looked his guest, waiting for his response. Thamon put his tea cup back on the saucer and tried to think of what to say. ‘You...

E E Ch 03

Part 3: The story continues. Mack smiled at Ginny. She was holding her hands on Cookie’s swollen tummy feeling the baby kick. Ginny giggled, ‘Oh! That was hard one, I think you have a soccer player in there.’ Mack laughed out loud, ‘There goes another one.’ Mike ran by chasing his 19-month old son. He grabbed the boy and swung him in the air. The child was giggling with joy. Mike put the boy down and he ran straight to Mack. Mack swooped him up and hugged Little Mike. The boy laughed at the...

A Promise Kept Ch 01

I’m sorry I’ve not written anything new in a while, but my second book has been doing better than I could’ve ever dreamed of. I hope you all enjoy what you’re about to read, but keep in mind, that like all of my stories, this one, too, is pure and total fiction. That means that anything CAN and usually DOES happen in a fictional story. In the mean time, I wish you all Peace and God’s blessings… MoogPlayer ~~~~~~ ‘I’m really sorry that I did this,’ she bitterly wept, ‘And I hope you can find...

Commander Murphy s Woman

Commander Andrew David Augustus Murphy, U.S. Navy (Retired) sat in his lounge chair and watched the Fox News Channel. He was not pleased with what he saw. He was disgusted with the way the war in Iraq was going. Having a fair amount of experience in the Mid-East he was of the opinion that bringing all the factions together in a common government was next to impossible. Every Iraqi was loyal to his tribal background and not to the country. It was going to be tough. They understand fear and...

A Marine s Return Ch 01

She had been sitting in the O’Hare parking garage for the better part of ten minutes. Glancing at her watch for the last time, Leslie slid out of her car and headed for the baggage claim area. After five months of phone calls, emails, and instant messages, Nate was coming home, and he was coming home to her. Five more minutes, and she would be in his arms, and could begin the process of forgetting all about Iraq, the bombs, and the fear that her man, her Marine, would be hurt. The baggage...

White Wife Impregnated by Mature Iraqi Men

It is difficult for many people to learn foreign languages, but I was lucky to have an aptitude for it. I could fluently speak, read and write Spanish by the end of middle school and I became fluent in French and German in high school. It was clear to me at the beginning of my senior year in high school that I wanted to attend a college that specialized in the language arts. I still did not know which languages I wanted to learn, but I was considering Mandarin and Russian. But that all changed...

Rest in pieces

Introduction: An ordinary mission gone very wrong Hey all, I havent written In a while but hopefully I will have more time to do so from now on. Thank you for all the comments on my last series about a year ago, I get what you were getting at now and will hope to change that. Please leave a positive rating if you enjoy this story and I will talk to you guys later. Oh and one more thing, please no kick me @bullshit.pissoff, its not helpful for anyone. Im sure other readers and authors will...

Friendship threesome and pregnancy

THIS IS TRUE STORYNOTE: Since English is my second language please forgive any style or grammar mistakes.NAMES ARE MODEFIEDI know Sami since college days, he is my close friend and my wing man. When he married his girlfriend (Nadia) I thought he made the best choice, she is beautiful, smart, friendly and looked so in love with him.After graduation he got a job with a government sponsored company and I opened my own business which is constructions contracts, but we still maintained the...

The Life of Giving Chapter 1 The Refugee

Ever since I remember my name, I remember being gay. But, I was a religious guy, a devoted Christian, I was in my mid 20’s when this Syrian / Iraqi crisis got more and more serious. The waves of refugees started really slow at the first few weeks, but then it got much worse. All those people, arriving in my country, most of them not even wanting to stay here, just to continue as quickly as possible to the old EU countries.But my country didn’t care about them. They mistreated many of them and...

The Burglary

It was a 2 am and Steve woke up as he needed to pee. Donna was fast asleep next to him. In the dim light of the street light, Steve could see Donna´s pussy and inner thighs were still glistening from her wetness and his cum as they had quite a hot session last night. Steve smiled and walked into the bathroom and left the door a little ajar, not to wake Donna. He sat down on the toilet to pee and when done, he got up to flush the loo. But as he reached for the flush button, he could hear the...

Patriarch Paradise 1 Eve

Private Paradise with six sexy fine females found in India, intimately initiating five tasty teens.Probably the prettiest pervert period of my mighty long love life I experienced in Southern India.Plucked five fine fresh flowers to build my most beautiful bouquet of pink pretty tulip love lips.Philosopher Peter Poet meets Eve and her dear daughters and his meat meets all their cute cunnies.At age thirty-two, thirty-two years back, I travelled overland with a friend from Amsterdam to India.As a...

Desert Games

Deset Games will become a series of stories located in and around the Arabic Desert The Raid ... ... is a story about five american soldiers, falling in the hands of iraqi outlaws. See what these women experience.

Some Iraqi guys this saturday

I was at a birthday party this saturday and ended up pretty drunk after a great evening and later on in the night I took the late train back home. The train was rather empty with people, strangely because normally on a saturday night it´s stuffed so a few stations from where I live I was alone. The train stopped and in came 3 guys in their 30´s from the middle east. Rather stocky, big and rough looking guys that sat down close to me and noticed that they had been drinking as well because they...

Ageless Sex 8211 Part 10

In last part, you read Pramila’s first night experience in a hotel in Mumbai. She made herself available to strangers. She was treated and paid like a top class prostitute. In morning she was paraded nude and paid handsomely. Her husband enjoyed slutness of wife. After successful Visa interview both returned to hotel at 3.00 afternoon. Lady at reception counter gave her a list and envelop full of money. She said, “ madam, this is the list of your customers who had paid full in advance. First...

The Worst Tragedy

This is the prize story Gunslinger wrote for me as a winner in the July 98 Gunslinger Challenge. Chilli was the 1st place winner and should have had the story written for them, but they deferred and allowed me to get the honor. With my almost insatiable draw toward stories involving Catwoman, as most of you probably know if you've been reading my stories, I asked him to write a story where somehow my infatuation with Catwoman causes me to become her. One of the Random Images on...

Ovid 5 The Jet Jockey

Ovid V: The Jet Jockey By The Professor It was a pleasant spring Saturday in Ovid. The sun was shining and the temperature was nearing seventy. Jerry and I had decided to make it a lazy day at the Patton household, letting the kids watch TV and play while he and I puttered at various small projects around the house. Jerry fertilized the yard, stopping at least twice for another beer. I did a little ironing and sewed a couple of missing buttons on the kids' shirts. All in all, it was...

Gulf War Transformation

Gulf War Transformation ( A Fictional Transformation / Historical Drama) By Belinda "Sir, we are approaching the coordinates specified," said the Lt. Commander. "Good, takes us out of hyperspace. And, let us head to the VR - History information center," said the Commodore. At the VR- History information center, the man and the woman were acquainted with Earth history starting from 1988 to 1993.... The important events of the this time were Tienenman Square, the Belin...

Brute Force

This little tale is my response to a rather unpleasant lurker on FictionMania whose idea of commenting on a story is to say how revolted s/he is that the transformee doesn't immediately raise holy hell and force whoever did it to change her back to the original male self. Warning: This story has some rather brutal "on-stage" sex. Brute Force - By Ellie Dauber Sgt. Jeff Rikker slowly opened his eyes. He was a prisoner. He knew that. He and his squad had been scouting a suspected...

The Kingdom Of The Blind

The Kingdom Of The Blind Another attempt at entertaining you with my depressing and disjointed ramblings. This one should not have as many grammatical error or spelling mistakes as The Oracle of New Delphi and for those of you who found that distracting I apologise, but typing until the sun rises causes some errors (So does leaving the proof reading to MS Word spellchecker but that is another matter). The Oracle was my first attempt at a story since I left school fifteen years ago...

Ovid 15 The Politician

Ovid 15: The Politician By The Professor "I must see The Judge at once!" I looked up from my desk. I had been so involved in what I had been doing that I had not even heard anyone approach. What I saw in front of me was a stern-faced woman, middle-aged with short, black hair. She wore little or no makeup and her clothes were equally plain, consisting of a long black skirt and a gray blouse which did little to hide two oversized, drooping breasts. "I'm sorry," I said primly in my...

A Different Plane of Existence Part 2

A Different Plane of Existence By Karen Page (revised January 2005) Edited by Angel O'Hare Part Two About an hour into the operation the theatre telephone rang. "Theatre Four," answered Anna Jones the theatre administrator, "Dr Millard and Dr Fielding are operating." "This is Dr Adams from East Sussex hospital in Redhill. Please relay a message to Dr Fielding that we are loosing Helen Turner. I believe he is assisting on Simon Turner. Helen is Simon's mother. She has a donor...

Secondary Education

Secondary Education Tyla Flowers [email protected] I am riding on the back of Matt Frawley's motorcycle. I press myself against him, and my breasts tingle as they tease his bulky, sweat stained back. We careen around curves on the Angeles Crest Highway, and we exit down a winding road into the National Forest. We roll to a halt in a gravel parking lot strewn with remnants of bikers' parties. Matt hides the bike in a stand of oaks. He puts his arm around my waist, and...

At the Fictionmania Convention II The Price of War

At the Fictionmania Convention II: The Price of War by shalimar Let me explain some things. I met Monica at a weekly meeting of my local transgender group which just outside Atlanta, GA. She is a thirty-year- old male to female transsexual that is what we also call a little girl. In her mind she is really four. Although we have our differences we became close and I eventually became her "mother." Being both Fictionmania fans and hearing about the convention we made arrangements...

Symphony Part 1

Symphony - Part 1 By Rachel Saunders [email protected] "Sergeant Freidman what is our ETA?" I looked at the General for about two seconds. He was like a child saying 'are we nearly there yet'. This was the third time in half an hour he had asked me and my answer was always the same. "We'll there around 08:00, sir." He looked peeved. For some reason he felt that every bump and jolt were an affront against his person. The...

First and Ten Part 5

First and Ten, Part 5 By Nancy Cole Chapter Nineteen There followed several long seconds of stunned silence as I tried to find some way of responding. While I'm fairly confident my heart didn't actually stop, I've no doubt that it skipped a few beats as I stood there at the threshold, stock still, unable to do anything but stare into Megan's big brown eyes. In the past I'd found them alluring and utterly captivating....

Sins of the Father

Sins of the Father By Julie O Edited By Robert Arnold (List of Characters is located at the end of the story) Chapter 1 "Yes, It is a fact...that bastard... waiting to be executed by California is a monster...he may have even been the one who got my mother pregnant...but he's not...

A Mistake To Remember Chapter 7

Chapter 7 "Stop this immediately!" my ex-husband shouted. Diana practically leaped between me and the council table and stared down at the female abomination. "What if she's telling the truth? I won't have my daughters condemned to give birth without trying to verify what she says is true or not!" Henrietta bared her teeth and jerked her head towards the side. "Ask her afterwards. Step away!" "I will not!" Diana swung around towards me. "Charlene! Pay no attention to anything...

Altered Fates The Medallion comes to Fairview

Altered Fates - The Medallion comes to Fairview Part I. Revenge It was a hot August day as Justin pulled his classic, recently restored, 72' mustang into the parking lot of Fairview high school. The first day at a new school, was always tough, but another new school to start his senior year was just plain wrong, Justin thought as he pulled into a student parking spot. Although to be fair this was not as bad as the other times. His dad, Sergeant Major Sean Donovan, had just...

Zulo AF The Medallion Comes to Fairview

Altered Fates - The Medallion comes to Fairview By By Zapper and Eric Note4: I loved this story when it first came out Except for some of the ending and I asked Zapper if I could possibly collaborate with him on a possible rewrite. I was flattered that he agreed. So here is the result. The first two parts were edited and slightly expanded. The third par is a major rewrite. I hope everyone enjoys the tale. I think In Zapper we at FM have a major new talent on the scene, PART...

Boarding House With Foreign Students 8211 Part V

CONTINUED FROM PART 4… “Now is the time to go to their camp…..and tomorrow we will go to another place closour to our college….now get going to sleep” Every one goes to their Camps…I then took Mahboob and went to see all the Camps ARE PROPERLY LOCKED….then Mahboob went to his Camp where Daniel is waiting for him….and I went to my camp….where Raheel is waiting for me. THEN…OKAY WE ARE IN NEXT PART……. So I went in my Camp….where Raheel…already goes to bed….and starts snoring….so I locked...

Luna 1 Drafted prt 5

Luna 1: Drafted Chapter 5 Freshers A Whateley Academy tale By Irvine This is fan fiction for the Whateley Academy series. It may or may not match the timeline, characters, and continuity. If you would like background information on the 'cannon' characters, see: http://crystalhall.wikia.com/wiki/Table_of_Contents For a copy of...

Not a Destination The Transition Guy Chapter 8

Chapter 8: ...Not a Destination 9/11 changed everything - especially for Henry and Alethea. Technically speaking since they were in London, you would normally call the 11th of September 2001 as eleven-nine two thousand one. But, there was nothing normal about this day when the planes hit the towers and brought them down. The couple noticed the hubbub brewing about 14:30 as they were having a late lunch. They were aghast. They tried calling Sofia and wanted to talk with the kids...

Wish Shift The First Kiss of Dawn

Wish Shift: Chapter Forty-Two The First Kiss of Dawn Year 1 A.S. Day 228 Day 273 of Jenny's Pregnancy 8:30 A.M. One hundred and sixty pounds. That was about how much her ruck had weighed after she had crammed gear, twenty-four MRE's, an anti-tank mine, a thousand rounds for her SAW and an M-72 anti-tank rocket into it when she climbed onto a UH-60 Blackhawk and they sent her against the Iraqi army. One hundred and fifty pounds was what she had used as her average set when...

Zac The Unlucky One

Zac – The Unlucky OneThe Iran/Iraq border14 June 2009?Awww fuck?.hurts.? The dry heat was oppressive, but Zac was accustomed to that after three tours of duty in southern Iraq. The forced run, to which he was being subjected, was exceptionally testing, but not physically impossible for the young marine. Not quite. Zac had run in the mid-afternoon desert sun before, both in training and in combat, but this time was different. The 21 year old was not in his desert fatigues, because ‘they’ had...

High Flying Air Hostess Part I

Sitting in my brand new BMW-X6, I was enjoying the beauty of the Sharjah cornice in the evening. My mind was traveling backwards through last two years, when I decided to transform my life from a staff nurse working 12 hours a day for making an earning of just US$ 680 a month to a high flying Air Hostess earning an average of US$ 28,000/- a month. I am Reena, an Indian House wife from a village side of Kerala in south India. Even though I am a mother of 4 year old boy and I am 29 years old I...

Terrorists

Terrorists Sara and Carol stepped up to the counter. Sarahanded over her driver's license as identificationand asked for her ticket. Carol did the same withthe other agent. "Why are you flying on a one-wayticket?""We're going to visit my family for Christmas, andmy father has bought me a car, so we'll drive backto college instead of flying.""Miss Porter, would you please step over there?" Apparently Carol was getting the same treatment. For some reason,. The Transportation Securitypeople...

Hire I

HIREI leaned forward over the bar and motioned for the bartender as I saw her ex approaching. "Single malt ice-water on the side," I said as he sat down beside me, ordering a beer."So, is it done?" he askedI looked at him he was a large guy, not as big as me, but maybe two hundred and 6'. Not in as good a shape as me, about 48 - 50 years old. I figured he was ex-military, as he carried himself like that. I handed him a mailer envelope stuffed with what he had paid for and for what I had...

Unintended Consequences

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