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Klan 8217 s Woman

Tammi Buckner sighed and gazed at her reflection in the full-length mirror in the bedroom of her double- wide mobile home. The pretty blond 23-year-old turned this way and that, trying to look sexy in the long white robe and the pointed white hat. At length she puffed her cheeks and gave a snort of resignation. There was no way she was going to look good in the robes of the wife of the local grand dragon of the Knights of the KKK. Her husband, Mike, was still at work at...

Black Men s Revenge Against White Klan GirlsChapter 4

That night the girls were left outside, gagged and tied up naked to trees, while the men had a good night's sleep inside the cabin in their comfortable beds. The next morning the men were amused to find the girls covered in mosquito bites all over their bodies. All three girls had moved their bowels during the night, unable to wait longer and unable to move about much. Shit was smeared all over their bottoms. Johnny got a bucket of water and the men scrubbed the shit off of the girls, using...

Black Men s Revenge Against White Klan GirlsChapter 5

Sammy returned from his trip into town then, amused to see how badly the other men were treating the girls. "We saved one for you, Sammy!" Tommy said, indicating Penny who was cowering nearby. Sammy strung the little redhead up, but by her wrists raised up over her head, not upside down the way Alice and Becky were strung up. He tied her ankles together though, to keep her from kicking. He went to work on her smaller breasts, punching them with his bare fists. "Pow! Pow!" Penny's tits...

Black Men s Revenge Against White Klan GirlsChapter 6

Over the next several days as they all continued to live together, the girls accepted their status as sex slaves to the men, knowing that to disobey them could result in terrible punishments. The men became more kindly inclined to the girls, even Tommy forgiving them for being KKK family, as the girls worked eagerly to please the men sexually and gain their favor. When stubble appeared on the girls' pussies a few days after the initial shaving of their pubic hair, the men had fun shaving...

Black Men s Revenge Against White Klan GirlsChapter 7

That evening the men had supper with Alice, Becky, Penny, and Amanda. They had a fish dinner, with some bass that Johnny had caught fishing in the nearby creek. Fried potatoes and a salad completed the meal. Barbie and Jeannie were still in bed, sore from being raped that afternoon. Sammy took a tray up to the girls and helped them sit up in bed, and then they ate their supper too. After supper Tommy decided to fuck Alice. Sammy and Johnny were both eager to fuck young Amanda, having watched...

Black Men s Revenge Against White Klan GirlsChapter 2

Three young black men in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania were motivated to take some action following the bombing of the black church in Birmingham, Alabama. One of the men, Tommy, a big coal-black man of full African blood, lost a niece among the girls who were killed. Tommy had been a promising professional prize fighter before a head injury made the doctors bar him from continuing in that sport. Still he had made and invested a sizeable chunk of money before his fighting days were...

Black Men s Revenge Against White Klan GirlsChapter 3

Sammy drove the van while Tommy and Johnny played with the naked, gagged hog-tied girls in the back of the van. Brunette Becky and blonde Alice had firm young breasts, well-developed for fourteen-year-old girls. Little Penny had smaller breasts with pale, puffy nipples. The black men amused themselves with the white girls, slapping at their breasts and watching them jiggle and bounce around on their chests. Tommy, the ex-boxer, was tempted to punch the girls' tits. He did, but only lightly,...

Black Men s Revenge Against White Klan GirlsChapter 9

As cooler weather set in the men allowed the girls to wear more clothing, except when they were playing sex games with them. Alice, Becky and Penny had their breasts gradually lose the nasty bruises, as the men no longer used their breasts as punching bags. However the three girls had a few scars across their breasts from the brutal whippings that the enraged men had given the girls that first night. The men had used their leather belts on the girls, which did leave some minor scars on their...

Black Men s Revenge Against White Klan GirlsChapter 8

One day Sammy took the van and he went into town for supplies. On his way back to the cabin, he almost hit a girl who was hitch-hiking, stepping out into the road as he approached her. He put on the brakes and stopped. "Miss, if you step out in front of cars that way you are going to get yourself killed!" he scolded her. "I don't care." she said. "You got a joint, mister? I'll give you a blowjob for a joint!" Oh, great! He thought. The girl is some pot head. She was a white girl with...

Jilnar Jardaly in Fuckland

Once upon a time, there was a very sexy and horny little slut called Jilnar Jardaly, who was having lots and lots of fun at her girlfriend's wedding day!After the beautiful ceremony, the reception was well under way and Jilnar, was having such a lovely day! She'd already fucked nearly all the male guests, as well as several of the female ones. Best of all, she still had a few more hours left in the day to seduce the rest and add them to her enormous and ever-growing list of sexual...

Pakistani Fucked Mona Darling In Auckland

Hello friends. My name is Sam and I am a Pakistani living in Auckland, New Zealand. So I will share my sexual experiences with you in Auckland. Please keep your feedback coming like you did for my earlier stories. My email is Now coming to the story. After arriving in New Zealand I got a job in a good company. The first 4 weeks consisted of training. We were 4 people hired and three of them were girls so I was the only guy amongst them. One of the girls was Mona who gave me a boner instantly...

Slow Plane To Auckland

Portions of this story may be used in short critical reviews. Reproduction, in whole or in part, for commercial purposes is strictly prohibited. *** WARNING: This story contains coarse language, descriptions of activities that may be forbidden by law(s), and adult situations. It is intended for a mature audience only. All references to actual people, places or things were employed intentionally and for satirical or artistic purposes. *** This story contains the abbreviated...

Revenge in Oakland Part 2

Revenge in Oakland Part 2 By Joe (Joseph) Falls The car was rolling through the dark streets, taking its way to the docks of the city. I, in the back seat was afraid and amazed at the same time, on how wonderful those silky clothes felt on my body, without my mother noticing I slid my hand back and forth, on my member getting aroused at the nice feeling. We entered into a kind of warehouse, and a woman who stood as a guard checked on the driver and the passengers of the...

A Mother s Revenge in Oakland

For those that are fans of the Transgender fiction and want to read about the fantasies that come to our mind, here is, this story. For those who like to defend the Grammar rules of the English Language, I just said, please patience you don't have to read, write and speak in four languages, I do. I hope you enjoy the first chapter; while I try to write a second one, feel free to tell me your opinion. I am not a Noel Stratfield, but I am trying. A Mother's Revenge in...

Pakistani Sex Adventure In Auckland

Hey, friends, I am back with another story. Thanks for good feedback for my previous story . I narrated this story to an admirer from Karachi who liked it. So I thought I would share it on this platform. I will await your feedback at A few years ago this couple moved in next to my house. They introduced themselves as Zeenat and Amjad. They are from Multan but have been living in Saudi Arabia for ten years now and recently moved to Auckland. Amjad is around 58 while Zeenat is 54. I must say she...

Fuckland

Agent Johnson rubbed his eyes. It had been a long day, and was about to be an even longer night. He downed his third cup of coffee as he opened the door to his and Agent Heffner’s office. “Find anything new, Janet?” He asked, closing the door behind him. Agent Heffner sighed as she dropped the papers she was reading. “Nothing but this disc.” She presented the DVD to Agent Johnson, the words ‘Fuckland: Commercial’ written in sharpie across it. “Well, let’s see what kind of hell we’re dealing...

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Darklands A Medieval Adventure

This story is loosely based on the PC game Darklands, released in 1992. It's Europe in the year 1400, and you're an adventurer, or a party of adventurers, out to fulfill a personal quest or simply seeking fame and fortune. You may choose to make a name for yourself in any number of ways, for good or for evil. 15th century Europe is fraught with dangers, God and His saints can intervene in the lives of mortals in dramatic ways, alchemy is real and heresy and witchcraft lurk around every corner....

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Sylvia in Fucking Fuckland

I looked up from my place on the soggy bathroom floor and there was Amy, again, behind Donnie, giving me the thumbs-up sign. This time she looked like Carole, the fat girl from Zellerbach, with the black curls, glasses, and the bib overalls with her boobs falling out. She pointed to a little table in the hallway. On the table was a hefty strap on dildo. I didn't bring it here. This was getting to be like ''Alice in Wonderland'', except for me, it was more like "Alice in Fucking Fuckland!'' I...

Apocalypse BluesChapter 8

“Is it just me, or are the locals avoiding us?” I asked aloud as we walked around the town of Hancock, clothed, of course, as we were in no mood to deal with possibly irate locals. We got lucky at Hazelton, West Virginia, and we didn’t want to press our luck. I laughed to myself as I recalled that this was the second consecutive town in such a short space of time with a name that started with “Ha.” Besides, the sheer number of mosquito bites that some of us got after we tarried naked in...

Apocalypse BluesChapter 10

“So, you’re the guy who rid us of the Klan? Barry Cordial, that’s the name. I’m ... the Mayor,” the tallest, heaviest guy in town approached us as we ate the meal that baited the Klan and made the Kluckers watch us. “Good, then you can explain how these motherfuckers took over your town with such a paltry force, perhaps. I’m Adam Clarke, by the way, and this is my tribe, if you will. These are my wives, Hannah, Autumn, and Xia Delan Clarke. We’re the ass-kicking bastards who beat this...

A Brand New ManChapter 31

1:01 am Eastern Daylight Time, Thursday, August 6, 1992 Sommeville, West Virginia Local Klavern of the Ku Klux Klan “I, the Imperial Dragon of this Klavern of the Ku Klux Klan, hereby call this emergency session of said Klavern to order! All stand to attention! We have three missing members of this Klavern, upstanding, righteous, God-fearing Klansmen, determined to uphold and preserve the white, Anglo-Saxon, Christian social order and dominance of our civilization against the Jewish banking...

Cross Burning For Dummies

To “Hardcore” Hardaway’s way of thinking, the three snot-nosed young farts standing just inside the door to his cluttered work shed didn’t look good for much, most of all a Klan job.At first, they’d tried to act cocky, like this wasn’t no big deal. But none of ‘em said a word after seeing the cross he’d put together that afternoon. Now he was back out here trying to teach these whelps a thing or two while the half-finished can of beer he’d left inside went flat.Why in hell did Jack Tidwell, who...

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A True History Book TwoChapter 19

I could tell that the investigator from the FBI desperately wanted to be anywhere other than where he was, after he found out what he’d run into. Members of the Ku Klux Klan trying to kill native Australians had the potential to be very detrimental to his career. Having the Klansmen killed by three teenage girls on vacation didn’t help anything. Throw in a Federal Judge and Wackenhut Federal Protective Services, and he was really feeling some stress. By this time, we had drinks, were making...

Chocolate Kisses Ch 09

Copyright @ calibeachgirl All rights reserved, 2011 Tuesday, January 5th, 1932 The next morning, Bethany Rose stood by the car, nervously waiting for him to come out. He saw her standing there, watching through his library window. ‘Well, how about that?’ He finished dressing and went downstairs. He grabbed a doughnut from the plate and now found both women next outside, Bethany still at the car and Eliza waiting in the doorway. ‘Who’s going to watch the children? Can’t just leave them...

Gamblers WinningsChapter 4

Robert bought a large boat with oars and an anchor. He said he wanted it to move his things to way up river. He had a job there. Robert drove his team and wagon to a livery barn and sold his horses and wagon. There was hardly any corn left, Robert threw it in with the wagon. He was ready to leave but waited for dark to untie his boat. No one was around when he left. He drifted down river to where he had hidden the gold. In the dark he loaded all that gold, food and his guns. He was going...

Chaos Calls 05 Island GirlChapter 03

There’s a fair breeze blowing us toward the beach, if it was much stronger it would be too rough for us to sail such a wide and flat boat. When we get closer to the island we can see where the water is disturbed by hitting the coral reef. We can also look over the side to see a lot of marine life with lots of teeth swimming in the waters here. For most of the trip to the island we let the sails push us and use the rudder to guide us, but when we get close to the reef the men start rowing...

Bottoms UpChapter 20

The knock at the door woke me up from my slumber at exactly 6:45 am, Eastern Daylight Time (don’t even get me started on how much I despise Daylight Savings). I struggled to get to my feet, having drunk more than a few spirits and also fucked my way through quite a few people the day before. It was nice, but it’s good to have a chance to sleep such a marathon session off, too ... and that just wasn’t meant to be ... I guessed that it was caffeine, and lots of it, for me and the Bottoms ......

The Honey Dew ListChapter 13

The promised orgy had been one for the record books, or so it felt to Damien, especially with the daemon inside him giving him such stamina, such serious sexual vigor. It also became a bit hazy to most of the participants, not that anyone minded much. They lost track of who fucked whom and so forth, stopped counting, worrying, planning, and suggesting, etc. It was a fantastic clusterfuck and so they indulged in it every bit as much as they could. He fucked one woman after another, plus...

The Honey Dew ListChapter 14

When Damien got to work, he arrived just in time to find everyone in a very dark mood. It was quiet ... too quiet. People couldn’t look each other in the eye, or in some cases they hugged each other, as Amos quickly did with him. He didn’t even try to hide his need for solace. He also hugged Tara, who was as confused as Damien, but still embraced people all the same. “What ... what’s going on?” he finally asked Amos, who had to wipe his eyes of tears. “The ... bosses, the editors, they’ve...

Revenge of the PotheadChapter 10

“So, what is it to be done with the prisoners? These aren’t situations envisioned very well by the Hague or Geneva Conventions, neither of which have been ratified by the Commandant on our side or the Imperial Wizard on his. Not, mind you, that there is any quarter given much of late. Or asked, for that matter. Kluckers are only surrendering when wounded like those chaps over there,” Doctor Anne Thorpe, our very British chief surgeon, inquired. “Beats me. I do know that my ex-wife is among...

Revenge of the PotheadChapter 14

I was smack dab in the middle of suturing a patient when I heard her voice. Megan. Damn it, I was trying to work here! “What do you want, Megan?” I demanded, “I’m working here. Sorry, Beau. That’s my ex-wife.” “Really? Damn! I don’t know what happened between you, but you’re already my hero for doing this and doubly so for having tapped THAT!” Staff Sergeant Beau Barnes chuckled as I finished him up. Megan blushed at the obvious praise, “I just wanted you to know that there is a hearing...

The Honey Dew ListChapter 16

“That was ... Harold Bird. He’s been a hostage of the Klan and their associates, including, believe it or not, Roger Harmon. Evidently, Roger provided them with a safe house, between himself and Wanda, his wife. The divorce was a smokescreen to confuse and trap you ... and her. He also let the Klan know where Tara and I ... and you, were. He somehow got his hands on a phone and sent me a picture text to prove that it was him. I’m providing the coordinates to the authorities, so they can...

Dark Serenity

Warning: this story contains violence for a person's different background, lots of racism, the n word being thrown around, a very senseless murder, the mention of very graphic murders due to Jim Crow, and racism. *~* I am wishing on a dream that someday one I can awake up as a white woman. I wish I was white so I don't have to suffer the dangers and consequences that come with being a black female. Oh what would it be like to have long silky blonde hair, fair skin, and big blue...

Good Medicine Freshman YearChapter 27 After Effects

September 7, 1981, West Monroe, Ohio When I stopped home just before 8:00pm on my way back to McKinley, I found my dad alone, in the living room, sitting in his easy chair, drinking Scotch on the rocks. “Hi, Dad. Where’s Mom?” “Sleeping. She’s completely worn out by last night and today. I’m surprised you’re not.” “I’ll crash when I get back to my dorm. How did it go?” He held up his glass, “Third one. How do you think?” I slumped down onto the couch. “Not good,” I sighed. He took a...

A Brand New ManChapter 35

“So, does this make Stick my brother as well?” I asked Gavin as we wrapped things up at the Purdy house and Caroline joined us for our next venture. “No, it doesn’t. He’s half-brother to Claudia, Caroline, and their other sister, Candice on their mother’s side, just as you’re their half-brother on your father’s. Yes, there’s another sister. It seems that Stick’s parents were in what’s called a ‘lavender marriage,’ meaning that his father was also fond of cock. That apple didn’t fall far from...

Revenge of the PotheadChapter 15

“Yes, I’m afraid that we’ll have to triage these. Too far gone and they’re enemy besides. Orders are orders,” Anne decided, still not feeling great about the idea. She never did, that much I knew. For that much, for all of our callous talk about the foe, even though they were despicable racist scum, it was against my instincts and my medical ethics to be too comfortable letting anyone die. I could be a cold, heartless bastard sometimes, but it wasn’t my default setting by any...

Life Is ChangeChapter 05

The county is happy to convert most of the parking around the block to metered parking. Other businesses like the extra customer parking and walk-by clients while their staff like the secure car parking in the old stables building which is set up with the top floor reserved for tenants to rent car spaces, the middle floor is all day parking for local workers, and the ground floor is hourly parking for customers. Both of the lower floors are changed for use as all evening parking at 6:00 p.m....

A Brand New ManChapter 36

The Donovan House Sommeville, WV 3:45 am, Eastern Daylight Time, Thursday, August 6, 1992 “Yes, yes ... yes!” Donna Fairfield Donovan screamed aloud as Lucy Manx licked her bushy twat with extreme lust. The oldest of the Klan wives, at thirty-four years of age, she was actually six years older than Kieran, who was twenty-eight. When she left Wallace Fairfield for him, she thought that she traded up. Instead, Kieran proved to be a real waste of her time and money, among other things. It...

Chocolate Kisses Ch 10

Cake? Copyright @ calibeachgirl All rights reserved, 2011 Sunday, February 14th, 1932 Valentine’s Day The sound of laughter filled James’ library as he read the Sunday paper. Al Capone was now serving time at the Federal Penitentiary in Atlanta. Should have sent him to Alcatraz, see how he’d like that. A knock on the doorjamb caught his attention. He saw her standing in the doorway… the sight of her was enough and he put his hand down trying to keep his arousal down. She walked in and sat...

Just For LaughsChapter 20

The NACCP Convention was taking place at the aging United Arts Center. Built in the 1970's and became famous in the 1990's Chicago Bulls run of NBA championships under Michael Jordan still thought to be the greatest basketball player in history. President Gabrielle Cunningham stood just off the stage as the auditorium filled up. Republicans were as welcome to the NAACP like snakes on a plane. Horace Wilson, the Democratic nominee, had received a warm reception from the African-Americans...

Brendan FallsChapter 31

"Oh man. That was Dad checking up on me before he goes to bed," Deputy Miller's voice was full of humor as he returned to the sheriff's office where I was waiting. "He probably thinks we're fuuhhhk ... Hey." "I'm sorry, sir. But I have to go," I said and I was pointing the young man's pistol at him, one of those big black semi-automatic kind. It seemed incredibly heavy and my heart was going a hundred miles an hour. "Just, um ... put that down, okay?" He licked his lips,...

Enter the DarknessChapter 2 Wintry Encounters

December, 1984 At the end of 1984 daddy came home one snowy afternoon with a strange look on his face. He got out of his fatigues and into some sweats and started helping me make dinner. Somewhere between peeling carrots for the salad and taking the roast beef out of the oven, a tension ran out of him and he sighed. "I have something tell you, pumpkin. Go ahead and sit down," he said, hefting the roast. I liked having roast beef because it meant sandwiches for the next few days, but I had...

Dream within a Dream Ch 03

The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman’s biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes of this story. The author does not condone murder, racial language, violence, rape or violence against women, and any depictions of any of...

Ignorance

Kai Espiritu and Abner Espinosa exited the airport terminal. A taxi waited for them as the two Rim-Cat Mercenary Officers entered the cab and told the driver where to go. ‘Kai, why did you choose to have our free time here in Alabama?’ ‘I met a girl here and I wanted to visit her Abner,’ Ghost replied to his best friend Hazier. ‘No wonder,’ Abner sighs and looked out the window, ‘What am I suppose to do here? I got no girlfriend here in the U.S.’ ‘That’s the beauty of it. You can look for...

How to End Racism Forever

Brother Samuel here. A name that should require no introduction at this point. Your favorite big and tall, good-looking and openly bisexual Haitian-American author, law student and activist living near Boston, Massachusetts. Sometimes, I wonder why people simply can’t leave well enough alone. Why must they try to fix things that don’t need fixing? Don’t fix anything that’s not broken. Why do idiotic people get their cats and dogs neutered when the animals were perfectly fine the way they were?...

Chocolate Kisses 2 Pearl Ch 01

In the tale, ‘Chocolate Kisses,’ the characters of this story, were introduced. That tale related a forbidden romance in Depression Era Los Angeles. James Ewart, 45, a World War One fighter ace whose children were viciously murdered. His wife, Catherine, committed suicide after becoming pregnant with the murderer’s child. Years later, he fell in love with Bethany Rose, a colored woman. Bethany Rose, 33, a college nursing student who dropped out due to the Depression. She and her Jimmy moved...

Michelle and Akeema s Dark Journey

Michelle and Akeema’s Dark Journey Part 1By Shabbadew2002Contact me @ [email protected]:This story starts off slow, but keep reading. If you enjoy the sexual humiliation of women you will get off on this tale. It might also be described as ?politically incorrect?. It features the sexual abuse and degradation of black women. The ?N? word, and other offensive racial terms are used. This, in no way, reflects the values of the author who, in reality, disapproves of such language. This...

Leroy The Negro lawyer

Leroy the Negro Lawyer Leroy the Negro Lawyer PT 1 To get a better perspective on this story please refer to my previous story ?Reparations according to MS ANN?. Please note I am NOT A PROFESSIONAL WRITER. The use of the N Word is used throughout this story Characters1,MR John Hanover, 65 His Grand Dad own a SOUTHERN insurance company that insured Black slave2, MRS ANN DOW Hanover Blonde Hair 51 yr, 5ft 8 170 lbs 42FF 38 40. A firm body. Her Family made a future from selling slaves in...

Mistis Adventures Part 218

Mel and Bob had spent a quiet night, and were the first to awaken. They had showered, and made love as they almost always did, then cleaned themselves, and went down to cook breakfast. Mel laughed when she thought about the condition Albert had left Vera in, last night. She hadn't known that he had stamina that could easily equal any man, and surpass many. SHE had been lucky that she hadn't been his first. If she had, she might have found it difficult to walk this morning. She had been a little...

Bop

© 1999, All Rights Reserved We touchie-feelie but we no bop, Een and me. Name Satin me. Only pair Een two months. One time before only, I bop. Een say two girls he. He eager me, ya. (Duh! He drool me.) I not so eager beaver. Look, no rashn not bop. All do, no harm. But me? One part ya, one part no. Een ok, ya, but no luv. Cute but low ceiling, yno? And no luv me, no matter mouth. He just like my nobs and fan, my style, my rank. Trophy girl, yno? He just want brag rights. I in Kitten Klan,...

Bottoms UpChapter 17

By the time that Carver and Sophie returned from their little quickie, Rick had moved on to Mark, while Jan worked on Sally, of course. While the latter flirted, the former kept it more or less professional, as before, but both were very good at their jobs. It turned out that Rick was a married family man, so that wasn’t likely to turn into anything raunchy, but he still seemed to be open-minded about the rest of us, thankfully. This was even more surprising when I learned that he was a...

Flossie s RevengeChapter 24

“How could I do it with you?“ Bernadette came back. She had a point. Was one really any worse than the other? Still, he felt a loss, somehow. “Does that mean you won’t ... with me any more?” he asked. She put her kickstand down and turned, right in the road to kiss him, grinding her pussy into his loins. When she was done, she stood back, a smoky look in her eyes. “I love you, Nathan,” she said, breathing deeply. “I’ll never stop doing that with you.” “What about me?” asked Hilda Mae,...

A Brand New ManChapter 37

“That was delightful, no doubt of that,” I commented as I pulled out of Candice at last, leaving a trail of my cum behind to her orgasmic delight, “time to claim your mother.” “Easily done,” Gavin announced, suddenly making Mildred Adams appear in front of me, straight from her shower. She was naked, of course, and didn’t look bad for her age at all. Erin, Candice, and I each approached me, resulting in a coy smile on her face. I chuckled as her own daughter as well as my cousin helped...

Deadly Pursuit Winter JenningsChapter 16 Pathfinder

Time for the first big test of the Whittaker Fund. Karl Hoffstatter had been given three sample batches of supposedly-stolen ammunition. Which, circuitously, wound its way to three different Nazi compounds. Roger ‘Hoppy’ Cransdale had been the trusted courier each time. Free samples ... that stage of the operation was over. The 5.56 NATO rounds had pleased the Aryan, had pleased the white nationalists. Now it was time for Hoffstatter to start paying. For a significant-sized shipment — a...

The Honey Dew ListChapter 8

Damien had resumed his editing work and he didn’t really think much else about the whole Lauren Harris business, but he had forgotten to make sure that she had actually left the Volunteer’s offices. It should not have been too shocking, then, when Amos Clark knocked on his door and Damien opened it to find Lauren with him. It was fascinating, in a way, that Amos was such a handsome guy and yet Lauren didn’t show more than a cursory appreciation of his appearance. She kept her eyes on Damien,...

Revenge of the PotheadChapter 9

“So, Megan, how the fuck did you get caught up in this mess?” I asked my ex-wife as she lay there on the bed. “I ... married a guy ... who ... joined the Klan,” Megan stammered, more than a little embarrassed, perhaps because she knew that racism was wrong. “Yeah, you really traded up, didn’t you? Who needs a pothead male nurse when you can have a leading champion of the fucking master race, am I right?” I scoffed now, making my ex wince. “Okay, okay, touche. You fucking win! You’ve...

Good Medicine Junior YearChapter 82 Three Down One To Go

May 6, 1984, Rutherford, Ohio “I’m curious,” Clarissa asked quietly, “but what about a patronymic in this case?” “Sasha hasn’t said,” Tasha replied. “Technically, it would be some form of Timothy, because Timmy Aston is the baby’s father, but I don’t think she’ll do that. She really could pick anything.” “What happened with the baby’s father?” Clarissa asked. “My dad, Timmy’s dad, and two attorneys worked out the deal. Timmy’s going to college and really can’t afford to pay child support,...

Revenge of the PotheadChapter 21

“What happened?” I asked as I was rushed into the operating room with little time to prepare myself. “Land mines were discovered only after they detonated in key areas, causing much suffering. Clearly, the Klan left those there as a last laugh over their conquerors, namely us. There was a whole fucking minefield underneath parts of the city. What’s more, several timed explosives destroyed various buildings and killed even more people in downtown Winston-Salem. We’re having to amputate a lot...

Candy From Strangers Prologue

Located in a quiet corner of New England is the small sea side town of Heaven’s Cove, population 5000. It’s a sleepy town, with a handful of traffic lights. A single cinema, a small police station, a small fire department, small businesses and slow pace of life. It blossoms in the springs and the “ outoftowners” boom the population in the summer. But for the most part, nothing exciting happens here Historically , HeavensCove is only known for rum runners in the 20’s and as a location that...

Revenge of the PotheadChapter 8

North Carolina Theater of Operations, Suburbs of Winston-Salem April 9, 2011 “Incoming! Move this tent now!” I heard rather disturbing orders from the commander of my medical team, but so be it. “Rat bastards! Now, I’ll have to triage them! There’s no saving them now!” I cursed as I realized that any hopes of saving three fine young soldiers went down the drain. Enemy rocket fire was no joke, even if their supplies of rockets had to be dwindling drastically by this point. It was a bluff, I...

Ich w nschte es w re eine Liebesgeschichte

Ich w?nschte, es w?re eine Liebesgeschichte.Patrizia Panther Based on a true story.Wann immer Sie mich beobachten, schauen Sie hinauf. Und wann immer ich Sie beobachte, tue ich das von oben herab. Selbst wenn Sie sich hinter dem Vorhang des Lehrerzimmers im ersten Stock verstecken und auf den Schulhof hinunter schauen und sich unbeobachtet f?hlen, sehen Sie nicht wirklich auf mich herab, sondern haben ein schlechtes Gewissen, bei dem, was Sie tun. Wo immer Sie sich befinden, Sie sind irgendwie u...

Lehrk rper german Story

Geschichte – LehrkörperTeil 1Ich kramte in meiner Handtasche, um nach meinem Autoschlüssel zu suchen. Der Parkplatz lag bereits im Halbdunkel des anbrechenden Abends. Jetzt, mitten im Herbst, wurden die Tage sehr schnell viel kürzer. Auch die Bäume warfen zunehmend das bunte Herbstlaub ab und der Wind schichtete an Büschen, Bordsteinen und Hauswänden die Blätter zu imposanten Haufen auf.Endlich bekam ich den Schlüssel zu fassen und zog ihn aus meiner Tasche. Ein kurzer Druck auf ihn und mein...

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