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Comfortably Numb Adventures The Windsurfer Part 1

Comfortably Numb is a French-built 44’ aluminum sailboat that serves as my retirement home. I had her built as a (late) mid-life crisis and moved aboard when I stopped working. My wife decided that my reversion to what she viewed as a teenage mentality and the relative primitiveness of boat life were inconsistent with her lifestyle and she found herself a rich banker. I sail the boat mostly in the eastern Aegean Sea, hopping between Greek islands with an occasional foray into Turkey. Previous...

The Three Signs Book 4 LisaChapter 39 Unwinding

Around the middle of November, the Federal Government announced its policy for handling new migrants to Australia; for those arriving under the auspices of the United Nations High Commissioner for Refugees. Much like we had planned, the government would set up several ‘training camps’, to assist in the resettling of these displaced people into the Australian community. The reception was pretty much as expected; the Federal opposition complained that it was a waste of money, and wanted to know...

The Battered LampChapter 18 The Windy Bow

Fumi gasped as something caressed her ass as she floated in the Yukishojou-no-onsen, the hot spring Niqualmie—a spirit that dwelt on Mount Rainier—had told Fumi to visit. The moment she had floated out into the steaming water and stared up at the snowy, night sky, she had felt a kami, a divine spirit embodying the spring, watching her. She felt compelled to masturbate and her screaming orgasm seemed to have summoned it. The kami explored her ass with a thick, fleshy appendage, sliding...

Gone With the Wind

I stood there with tears in my eyes as I watched the two men. One of them was David ... my David. He held the other guy, Steve Windham, down and pounded him, while a few of Steve's friends looked on in shock. The worst thing about all of it was that it was my fault. I don't think it was totally my fault, I think it was mostly the storm. Let me go back. I married Dave Thomas ten years ago when I was twenty three years old. I'd been a waitress after dropping out of college and Dave started...

Applied Hypnosis LifestyleChapter 7 Gone With the Wind

Sierra woke to the sound of her cell ringing. "H'lo?" she asked sleepily. "Sierra, I need you to come down to the restaurant." Mark said. He hung up before she could get an explanation. She looked at her cell in confusion before throwing off the covers and getting dressed. The drive down was uneventful, except for the thoughts tumbling around in her head. Perhaps there were problems with the new girls Yuko had recruited, or maybe the tills had been off, or maybe somebody had driven a...

Learning To Speak To The Wind Chapter One

Learning To Speak To The Wind Part One By Warm Hearted Edited By Commentator Even though my friends and coworkers tried to talk me out of it, I was attempting to mark off a major thing on my bucket list. I was on a four day hike on the Appalachian Mountain Trial. The weather was perfect early Fall in North Carolina it was a little brisk, but the nights were...

Chasing the Wind

Chasing the Wind By: Light Clark Synopsis: Having fled her home, Iona tries to carve out a new life in a new city, but her past just keeps chasing after her. Sequel to Winds of Change. Warning: This story is 'technically' set in the Whateley universe. It uses no characters or places from that universe; just borrows a few terms and general thematics. It is certainly not canon. Chapter 01 Slowly, Iona drifted around the street, circling her adversary as she looked for any...

A Golfer s Dream Book III The Real Education BeginsChapter 23 Windy Weather in Scotland

The hot water rolled off Dave's face as he struggled to wake up with a morning shower. He was tired after a restless sleep, wondering if he had crossed the line with his forthright responses regarding Tiger Woods. Would he appear to be just a smart-assed kid who should show more respect or was he considered a real threat to Tiger's dominance of golf? He thought he was being honest with his remarks but he also knew honesty can sometimes be politically incorrect. He finally felt awake enough...

Wie ich zur Cuckold Windelsklavin wurde Teil 1

Wie ich zur Cuckold Windelsklavin wurde "Das kannst Du mir nicht antun, ich liebe Dich doch - Ich brauche Dich!" Aber Maria schaute mir in die Augen und sagte, "Frank, wir sind zwar schon lange verheiratet, aber ich habe einen Mann getroffen, der mich endlich gl?cklich macht und mich beim Sex endlich zum Orgasmus bringt. Das hast Du nie geschafft mit deinem kleinen Schw?nzchen. Tom ist gut gebaut und hat alles was du nicht hast." Ich brach in Tr?nen aus und wollte Sie umarmen, doch Sie wie...

Gone with the Wind 5

Gone with the Wind By Shrike Chapter 5 I felt sick and nauseous, today would be my first day back in school. Mom had called Principal Lassiter, and explained my current situation. He had promised to keep an eye out for trouble. Though I doubted that would do me any good. At least I would have Marjorie to keep me company. We had more talks in the days leading up to going back to school and had decided to keep as close to each other as we could manage. Forcing the bile that...

RewindChapter 6

Terry was exhausted, 16 hours later. Our third child, Jake, short for Jacob Henry Donaldson, the young challenger in the blue corner, who weighed in at 8lbs 12ozs, had completed his very first feed and had just been wheeled off to the baby care unit for a few short hours while his mother and I rested from the ordeal. We were alone for a few moments. Enough time to settle Terry down before I scooted home for a shower and a couple of hours sleep. Then collect our other two kids and...

Wind of Change Circa 1975

Whitehall Primary School was in the last week of a mid-term break and with only a few members of staff on the premises and no obstructions from interfering children, it should make his survey a lot easier to complete. The car tyres crunched in the deep snow and the windscreen wipers squeaked across the windscreen as he manoeuvred the car carefully through a pair of black metal gates before pulling to a halt in the school car park. He waited until Lou Reed had finished singing ‘Perfect Day’...

Winds of Change

The sun shone bright as I walked along the shore of Lake Superior. I loved the sound of the water rushing up on shore and the feel of the cold water and soft sand upon my bare feet. The water glistened like diamonds as I stared out at it. Lake Superior is the largest of the Great Lakes, and the one I marvel at the most. It was forever pulling me to it, making me want to be near it. I could feel the power that it had over me, and all that marveled at its beauty. I was torn in coming back to this...

The Wind Wagon 5

Sam Esterling was one of the most stubborn people you could ever hope to meet. He heard about the war wagon at the York Ranch and he had a big attack of jealousy. He decided that he just had to have his own self-powered wagon. He knew that he could never find the money to buy himself one of those new-fangled diesel engines, so he had to come up with a different kind of engine. He thought about it and thought about it, but never could find the answer, until he happened to be sitting on his...

Front Window

It was one of those mornings where you wake up with the decision in hand to change your life. You wake up, and there it is, as tangible and real as the bits of crust in the corners of your eyes. There was the usual great battle with all the bedding, but I managed to fight my way free, fleeing the quicksand oblong of the mattress to stumble into the kitchen to get the coffee going. Then I went into the bathroom, and for the time it took my bladder to empty I was transformed into a horse. By some...

Through The Window Aftermath

Sequel to "Through My Hotel Window" I had just returned to my desk from the cafeteria after lunch when my boss called me into his office. We often had conversations about how to plan and execute tasks on the company servers. I'm a consultant and have been doing computer work for a long time, so while my boss is technically in charge of me, he values my opinions and experience. "Hank," Alan said as I entered, "our corporate auditor would like to have a meeting with us next week.""I figured it...

Winds of ChangeChapter 17

Grant tried to move the meeting forward, but eventually everyone came to the opinion that the British had to be dealt with before anything else mattered. They also felt that getting to Charleston was the crucial first step in that task. In lieu of that, the decision concerning clothing was tabled, though Bea did purchase a lot of material and sewing notions. The house slaves were purchased from her brother and were getting set up to travel on the Amanda Dear. They were fearful, at first,...

Holiday Wishes Upon the Wind

Author’s Note: ‘Holiday Wishes Upon the Wind’ is my entry for Literotica’s – 2011 Winter Holiday Contest. This is a Romance story through and through, but there are strong paranormal elements present, which made categorizing this story difficult. I have been blessed with some amazing people in my life who have lent their life experience and inspiration to the story. But it really is all about the lovely, impish Spirit who guided it along. I hope she is pleased with ‘her’ love story. The...

The Props Master 1 Ritual RealityChapter 8 A Little Wind

Half a world away, Wayne Hamel was watching the sunset from the school park in Indianapolis. It had rained most of the day as it usually did in March in Indiana, but the evening sky had cleared and he determined to go through with his experiment in spite of the wet ground. He’d been to see Lissa last night ... well, this morning would be more accurate. Somehow, he never showed up at Donut World before three a.m. She always had advice for him, even though he never actually remembered talking...

Golden Wind

I feel the desert winds blow across my face as I scan the sea of dunes. The sun overhead has risen to its zenith, and the land burns under its glare. I subtly adjust my hood to give my face more protection in the shadows. I turn away from the railing and look across the deck once more. This ship, the Golden Wind, has been my home for the last six years. I first joined the crew before I had come of age, looking to escape a life I didn’t want at home. I have since sailed the endless deserts upon...

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I stole my brother Simon’s Tangerine. His security wasn’t exactly bomb-proof; he’d been using the same password since he was thirteen. Father was away at the wars; Mother was out doing her Good Work, Simon was courting; and the servants had all been sent home for the night. If ever the coast was going to be clear, it was now. I punched it into the alpha-numeric tumblers he’d installed on his closet door about the same time he’d started sprouting body hair and his...

Widow s Windows

‘Mum showed us yer war medals an’ the Military Medal for ‘gallantry’, las’ week, Dad,’ 11-year-old Art says as the pair walk to the next job, ‘next munf it’ll be twenty years since The Great War started in 1914.’ ‘She should’ve asked me before she dug out my medals, Art. Although,’ Roger Bird replies, ‘I’d almost forgotten about them.’ ‘Sorry, Dad, I never meant to upset yer.’ ‘Art, you’re old enough now to know about that awful war, it could all happen with Germany again. They’re preparing...

StopwatchChapter 6 Winder

As soon as I started to wind I knew why the note said 'Do Not Wind'. Everything slowed, stopped, ran backwards, faster and faster. Only now I was outside looking in. It was like one of those movies that was rewinding on the reel. Instead of rewinding reel to reel the operator ran the film through the projector, but not at normal speed. The three boys walked backwards from the picnic table into the bushes next to the river. Wendy and I read the note on the watch, put the watch in the box,...

House of Singing Wind

The House of Singing WindBySir Marc Chapter OneNow Comes a Wanderer It goes against my better judgment to talk to her, much less have her in this house. The decision is not mine, however. This is the work of Maelstrom. And as long as he is writing the checks that make my life possible here at Singing Wind, who am I to argue? It is a very good life. She is, young, perhaps late twenties, early thirties, blonde with perfect legs; feet on one end and ass on the other. ...

Daughter of the Winds

Eight year old Jennifer Daley hated being in church. What Jenny – as she was called by her mother and her friends – especially hated about church was the ancient, uncomfortable pews. It felt like she was sitting on concrete and whenever she moved around to stop her bottom from falling asleep, the scratchy, smelly cushion that stretched across the long pew would slip about and her mother would give her an angry look and tell her to stop squirming. Swinging her legs or folding paper airplanes out...

The Merry Maid of Windsor

The Merry Maid of Windsor By Cassandra Morgan Men swear. Men shout. Men make threats. And so it was that Mark Windsor, my father, was pissed. He stormed around his office, and he slammed his fist down on his desk, and he swept a large stack of papers off of his desk with his arm. He'd had it! The veins on the side of his neck stood out. His face was red and twisted. If a doctor had taken his blood pressure, he would have ducked for cover to avoid the coming explosion. Women are...

The Weaver And The WindChapter 6 Tower of the Wind

"How familiar are you with meditation?" I asked Cor. "Well, I've done it in Yoga class, and our drama teacher liked to have us do it now and then during class in high school, but I wouldn't say I do it often, or even at all recently." Cor answered. "Well, we do it at the drop of a hat, and not just us kids, but all our parents too. Its a basic tool in the arsenal of the Legion and the Guardians." Ren said. "At least you're familiar with the basics then?" I asked. "Controlling...

The Weaver And The WindChapter 18 Serenades and Love Songs

Our evening meal was a much quieter and laid back affair than the midday meal had been, with no demands on us to impress royalty. Lord Esterhal and his family had left for the Palace, where they would be dining with the Princess. We had all enjoyed early afternoon naps, as everyone made an effort to ensure they would be able to stay awake through the midnight hour for Thistle and Starlight's performance. Thistle and Starlight ate their dinner sequestered in Thistle's room. They had very...

It s an Ill Wind

(Many thanks to Dawnj, whose editing made this story into a real one! All typos etc. are mine. If you only want the bedroom bits, please turn to page 5.) * August may be a wicked month, but there’s no month as unpredictable as November, nor as unpleasant at times, and that day the weather had steadily deteriorated. When she tried to open the back door she had to put all her weight against it, and even then it was quite a job. She was met by a blast of rain that came straight from the...

Crosswinds Chapter 5

Maddi dropped her phone on the bathroom floor and returned her head to the toilet and retched. Memories of the past night swirled in her head like water down the flushing bowl. Then clear, watery vomit filled the bowl again. Maddi wished her camera wasn’t so good—she could see the muscles in her scrawny throat work as she swallowed her sister’s cum. She vomited again.And she hadn’t even addressed Diana’s threat. What started as a means to protect herself from her sister, now terrified her more...

The Weaver And The WindChapter 16 Feasts and Feathers Fall

The day before Thanksgiving, I went and collected Vic Greene and the Guard and brought them to the Focus. Cor was there waiting. "Welcome to Arbor." I said. "You all know what a Focus is, and what an important role it can play. Especially you Preci." I guided them to the edge of the little plateau, letting them gaze out on the valley below and the Tower across the valley. "This is Arbor's Focus, and while the Tower you see there is its heart, this Focus is its soul." I turned and...

The Love ExpressChapter 9 Winds of Change

March 15th, 1995, 10:05 AM CT; Union Station; Chicago IL Pulling in to Chicago Union Station was a very familiar experience for George. The station was only partially underground, as opposed to Penn Station which was fully underground. In addition to the relatively modern Amtrak fleet that made up the bulk of Chicago Amtrak operations- F40s pulling Amfleets, Horizon, and Superliner trains, with only a few Heritage cars sprinkled on most of them- the Broadway Limited was really the last of...

Jesse and Marie and the WindChapter 4 Howdy Partner

Jesse woke up the next morning at four thirty as usual, still groggy from lack of sleep. He had to force himself to roll off the couch and get ready to face the new day. He slipped out of his jeans on the way to the bathroom. Still half asleep Jesse took his morning leak and stepped into the shower. The icy needles of water sprayed over him and shocked him into a state of almost wakefulness. He dried off and got dressed in thermal underwear and loose fitting jeans. He slipped on his parka...

RewindChapter 3

When I rang our apartment’s door bell that Friday night, she answered the door with a smile and looked better than I had ever seen her. While I had lost weight, was pale and drawn, my ancient somewhat crumpled tuxedo, despite Mum’s best ironing efforts, was very loose-fitting and hanging off my shoulders, she looked amazing and was dressed to kill in a new sparkly black dress, cut strikingly low at the top and hitched mouth-wateringly high at the hem, with sheer black stockings and glossy...

It s an Ill Wind

Another sexy little story I wrote as a turn on for my wife.IT'S AN ILL WIND There's an old saying “It's an ill wind that blows nobody any good,” well this ill wind certainly blew me plenty of good. I recently moved into a small sheltered accommodation complex in North Wales which was made up of a small estate of bungalows, some of which backed onto a field leading down the Menai Straits and mine was that did so it was perfect for me to pursue my hobby of fishing. My neighbours were a mixed...

The Long and Winding Road Ch 01

Author’s Note: A special word of thanks to my editor, janiexx for polishing and refining my story. I extend my heartfelt gratitude. Chapter One: The morning crowd at the WAWA Quik Mart was thick and impatient. I was waiting six deep at the checkout with money in hand for my large coffee and bagel. At the head of the line, an elderly woman was trying to pay for a carton of cigarettes with a credit card. ‘Ma’am, do you have a different card? The one you’re trying to use is expired,’ the clerk...

Crosswinds 2 Dark CurrentsChapter 7

5 YEARS AGO Maddi’s hand trembled as her knuckle banged against her mother’s front door. She couldn’t explain her nervousness and felt sick with an overwhelming urge to run back to her car. The nipping winter wind flipped Maddi’s skirt over her hips. It allowed the bitter cold a chance to pierce the thin layer of pantyhose--she shivered as she adjusted herself. “Maddi?” The door creaked open, and Rochelle peered down at her slight daughter. “Hey, what’s up?” “Um,” Maddi turned away. She...

Loris and MorgChapter 4 Windshift What Do We Have for the Contestants Johnny

The wind was in his face. This wasn't a breeze, some little summer swippet. This was a full bore 25 mile per hour wind. His braid was actually whipping from side to side ... left shoulder, right shoulder, left ... whack, whack, whack. Any harder and he was going to be bruised. The eagle feather was long gone. Ahead, the sky darkened over the mountains. The first towering cumulus, silhouetted by the declining sun, peeped in a valley gap, easily two hundred miles away. A gust reaching 40 blew...

Rear Window Revised Version

I was unhappy with some aspects of the original Rear Window.so I rewrote parts of it. I am now happy wit this new revised version,EnjoyRear WindowNikkie SilkRear Window is a 1954 film directed by Alfred Hitchcock and starringJames Stewart and Grace Kelly. This fictional story is inspired by someof the characters and events of the film. For a while I wished I could go back and start that day again. It hadall begun so well. The forecast was for a beautiful summer's day; clearblue skies and wall...

Winds of Change

Winds of Change By: Light Clark Synopsis: Ian hated the life that he'd been given. School, home, and everything in between was just unbearable. Then one day, he took a different path during that inbetween and discovered something that could change it all, but it was a gamble. Would it be worth the risk? Warning: This story is 'technically' set in the Whateley universe. It uses no characters or places from that universe; just borrows a few terms and general thematics. It is...

The Weaver And The WindChapter 21 A Storm on the Steppes

I watched Andy begin his journey to Whitecliffs with some trepidation. It was strange to see him close himself off behind the magic and transform himself into Slant the mercenary. I worried that something could happen to him in the weeks that we would be apart. My concern for him allowed me to ignore any concerns over my own trip. I was not going to have to use subterfuge to make my journey. I just had to fully become The Wind of Arbor. I had thought the first step in my quest to find the...

Gone With The WindChapter 5

I felt sick and nauseous, today would be my first day back in school. Mom had called Principal Lassiter, and explained my current situation. He had promised to keep an eye out for trouble. Though I doubted that would do me any good. At least I would have Marjorie to keep me company. We had more talks in the days leading up to going back to school and had decided to keep as close to each other as we could manage. Forcing the bile that threatened to creep upwards from my stomach back down, I...

Summer Wind

This story is based on, ‘Summer Wind.’ This was written by Grethe Ingmann, lyrics by Hans Bradtke. ‘All summer long we sang a song. And then we strolled that golden sand, Two sweethearts and the summer wind. Then softer than a piper man, one day, it called to you. I lost you, I lost you to the summer wind.’ A note of interest: I mention the movie, ‘A Bell for Adano’ in the story. John Hersey won the Pulitzer Prize for the novel it was based on. Thanks to RoustWriter for his...

Learning To Speak To The Wind Chapter Two

Learning To Speak To The Wind Chapter Two By Warm Hearted Synopsis: The former sixty year old finds himself trapped on parallel 12th Century Earth where Magic works. He is in the body of a seven-teen- year-old girl. Mike's future is totally controlled by a wicked King Edmond. The King's plans for make is to make her Queen on her eighteenth birthday so he hands Mike over to Lady Ann to be trained to be a proper Queen. We see Mikes story unfold in this second chapter of Learning...

The Weaver And The WindChapter 17 Beletaran Interludes and Intermissions

The preparations for the trip to Beletara soon became all-consuming, once the excitement of the Thanksgiving feast had died away. In addition, I had to give Master Jo an hour a day. I felt like I was starting over in my training with him. Every old thing became new when wrapped in the philosophy and knowledge of the Master. I was also taking his instruction in the Bow, along with everyone else. Somewhere at the far end of the training, the Way of the Staff and the Art of the Bow would meet...

Winds of Change

I was walking through the park with my girlfriend, Jenny, on a cool spring day sort that smelled alive with the wet promise of growth to come. The place was in a sad state, a combination of poor maintenance and long winter stripping the trees bare and leaving the grass limp and yellowed, but it did little to harm my good mood. I suppose I was a bit underdressed for the weather in my t-shirt and jeans, but the cold felt nice. We'd been hiding from it for months, and that I could get...

The Preacher ManChapter 19 The Windy City

Time: June 26, 8236 2:15 PM I was sitting in my spacious office at Karbala, mentally preparing for an unpleasant 2:30 meeting. I sat gazing westward out of large bay windows, admiring the beauty of the snow-covered rocky coast directly below while pondering the morality of the decision before me. The afternoon sun broke out and began shining brightly over the cold blue-gray waters of the South Atlantic. "Well, that's nice," I thought. "After six days of hiding, you finally decide to...

Crosswinds Chapter 7

Two months later.Diana tapped on her coffee shop table with a measured calm, her eyes fixed on her towering ice cream float. She used her spoon to poke at the sticking white mess as it melted, ensuring none spilled over the side. With each motion of her wrist, the dangling silver child’s bracelet she wore made an audible rattling sound. A mere hour before closing time, only a handful of customers remained seated. Diana had studied them all a thousand times since she sat down.“Eight o’clock.”...

Crosswinds Chapter 7

Two months later.Diana tapped on her coffee shop table with a measured calm, her eyes fixed on her towering ice cream float. She used her spoon to poke at the sticking white mess as it melted, ensuring none spilled over the side. With each motion of her wrist, the dangling silver child’s bracelet she wore made an audible rattling sound. A mere hour before closing time, only a handful of customers remained seated. Diana had studied them all a thousand times since she sat down.“Eight o’clock.”...

CrosswindsChapter 7

Two months later. Diana tapped on her coffee shop table with a measured calm, her eyes fixed on her towering ice cream float. She used her spoon to poke at the sticking white mess as it melted, ensuring none spilled over the side. With each motion of her wrist, the dangling silver child’s bracelet she wore made an audible rattling sound. A mere hour before closing time, only a handful of customers remained seated. Diana had studied them all a thousand times since she sat down. “Eight...

Rear Window

Rear Window Draft I live for feedback [email protected] Rear Window is a 1954 film directed by Alfred Hitchcock and starring James Stewart and Grace Kelly. This fictional story is inspired by some of the characters and events of the film. It is in no way connected to the film and any resemblance is purely coincidental. For a while I wished I could go back and start that day again. It had all begun so well. The forecast was for a beautiful summer's day; clear blue skies and...

Silvanus

Silvanus Another tale set in the Stevenson universe. Chapter 1 The First Step It was a thoroughly miserable February evening on the eastern outskirts of the Northern English town of Middlesbrough, it had been raining most of the day but as darkness fell the temperature dropped and it was now sleeting almost horizontally, being blown by the strengthening wind coming in off the north sea. The front door to a large Victorian detached house opened, a woman and man...

Ride the Whirlwind

The dreary day is a mirror of my personal feelings. Life as I knew it for the last fifteen years violently ended three days ago. Sitting in the backseat of my natural father's car my life from the prior three weeks flashes by. The tears slowly ebb down my cheeks as I travel to the unknown. Life in Minnesota with mom and dad is great. One of the best things in my existence is Lucy my new girlfriend. She is just about at the point of letting me take down her panties. We have been close for...

Winds In Change

WINDS IN CHANGE by Spanky de Bautumn I was in a rut, spinning my wheels, I needed a change. I'm not a singer, I'm not a performer, I'm not even a good musician, but people have told me that I have a knack for writing. So, I've learned enough guitar to give my poetry some melody and for the past six months have been playing at open mikes and coffee houses in Hollywood and the Valley. I am currently between jobs and doing some telemarketing selling ink cartridges for printers and...

Unwind

Author's note: This one is a side story that I've been itching to write for a while. Normally my OCD compels me to finish a series before I move on to something else, but I read something the other day that prompted me to get this one out. As to what I read and how it spurred me on to write this, I'll write a bit at the end of the story as it might be a spoiler. Also, I'm experimenting a little with my character staying in character and how they think of themselves. Let me know how it...

Mistis Adventures Part 160 LONG winded O

Zane, was looking at Falina, his brow wrinkled with worry. She was looking at him, but was STILL weak, and unable to rise and go to him, or speak. Francis had fulfilled every dream she had had about other men. She sucked in a DEEP breath, and sighed it out. She was tingling, from the experience, from the top of her head, to the tips of her toes. She hadn't felt like this, except for the other day, with Zane, while all the others were watching them, since their honeymoon. Could it be that having...

The Weaver And The WindChapter 5 Long and Winding Road

I had a plan, and I decided it would be safer to run it by Cor first, rather than just trying to spring it on the entire Caldwell family. I called her up as soon as I got back to the apartment. "Good morning my little flower." I said to the sleepy voice that answered her cell. "Andy?" She grumbled. "Are you being a sleepyhead today? It's almost nine!" "Nine! Oh Great, I've got a class in an hour! Oh damn! Its probably a good thing you called!" "Probably good I called?" I...

Autumn Winds

Friday morningAutumn has blown in with a vengeance early in the week. Cold, squally winds and heavy cold showers are yellowing the leaves and ripping them from the trees to be trodden underfoot.My partner, Jen decides that walking to the station is no longer an option. Normally she dons sneakers with her business suit and walks the fifteen minutes down the country lanes to catch her train. She always says it’s quality thinking time to prepare for the day or week ahead.It amuses me to see her...

Northern Winds

The cool wind blew in through the open window slowly, gently caressing her bare back till she awoke with a shudder. The nights had gotten crisper in this Northern region than what she was used to. She jumped up out of bed to close the window and couldn’t help but lovingly admired the moonlight that was splashing over the view of his nakedness. His breathing was even and rhythmic as he lay in a deep sleep. Her heart fluttered as the memories from earlier that evening flooded her mind. She took...

Loris and MorgChapter 7 Windshift Pole Hunting

Wikipedia says: Pinus contorta subsp. latifolia (Lodgepole Pine; syn. P. contorta var. latifolia) – Rocky Mountains, Yukon to Colorado, Saskatchewan and the Black Hills. found in Aspen parkland and boreal forest. They didn't have Pinus contorta subsp. latifolia (Lodgepole Pine; syn. P. contorta var. latifolia) but they did have Aspen like parkland and boreal forest in the mountains. There, they found the tall thin trees they used as the foundation framework for their homes. It wasn't...

Jesse and Marie and the WindChapter 12 Flashback And Respite

The morning after Barry Schultz died, Jesse awoke to the howling wind. The small ranch house seemed to shudder and quake after each heavy gust. Another snowstorm had started up during the night. The violence and fury of the gale raging down from the north made the ranch house feel as if it werealone and isolated from the rest of the world. He rolled over and hugged Marie tight against him. She snuggled back and whispered, "You going to wake me like this every morning?" She rolled over in...

Gone With the WindCh 10 Barry Sings Soprano

March 18th, 1995, 5:57 AM PT, Mile 2368/2230, 3 miles east of Fullerton, CA John decided that due to the closeness of the trains, it would be wise to alert his son to his presence before the train got in to LA. He whispered to the still mostly-asleep Gretel his intentions, and quickly got dressed. He ambled down the stairs to the door waiting for the train to come to a stop. When it finally did, John jumped to the ground and was off like a race horse. He knew that the Chief would leave him...

The Snowglobe Conspiracy 003 Caution to the Wind

I’m out of breath. That was extraordinary. Fuck, that was intense. I don’t know when the last time I came like that was. I’m not even sure I have. ‘Overwhelmed’ is an inadequate word for what I am right now. I can’t see, I can’t breathe, I can’t think. My senses are stopped cold. A number of seconds pass before I am even able to comprehend my surroundings, let alone contemplate what just happened.Smiling at me from behind a mask of still hot cum, Emily says “We can let you rest a while longer,...

Seduced by the Wind

Title: Seduced by the Wind Author: Ella AshgroveShe could feel his presence - his eyes watching her from afar while the shadows dancing along the nearby brick buildings kept his identity a mystery. As a gentle breeze travels through the night sky, she hears her name being whispered “Katie.” Not knowing if it was hearing her name or the coolness of the night air, a shiver runs down her spine as she continues her “ritualistic” nightly walk from class to her dorm room.The heels of her shoes making...

Winds of ChangeChapter 13

With things back to normal, Grant returned to the cabin and lay on the bed. He sought that inner place of peace, but he didn’t fall back to sleep. Instead, his mind focused on those things he had expressed to Jerry, expanding his understanding and strengthening his underlying character. As the night continued Grant’s mind slowly shifted to other important issues that would become problems in the future. Much of women’s issues, he lumped in with slavery, as both groups were treated as...

Nephew Breeds His Windowed Aunt

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“There are many perks in my senior position…” After Dane and I made rough love hours ago, I couldn't help but feel excited and strangely relieved after those passionate words drooled from my lips: I love you. As his sphincter stretched so lovingly to take my body into his, I was left in awe and amazement. He was bottling up such fervent sexual energy that shouldn't be wasted, instead be released twirling around the steamy body of a partner who longs to please your flesh. At the same time, I was...

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Waking up about 6:00 a.m. I feel a real need to empty my bladder. When I get out of bed I notice I’ve an interesting arrangement on the bed. I’d gone to sleep with Jeri and Fiona on each side of me and I woke with the same set up, but I find Ellie is on the outside of Jeri, so it’s good thing this is an extra wide bed. Also, Denny, Mary, and Teri are asleep across the foot of the bed. They’re lying on top of the quilt on the rest of us, but have a second quilt on them. I smile while I think...

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“Maddi,” The soothing voice repeated. “Maddi, dear. Are you with us?” “Ugh.” Maddi groaned. Her heavy eyelids took a while to open; Then another minute to sit up and grasp a shred of consciousness. Her classmates surrounded her, each wearing their own look of concern. The four girls parted to make way for Diana with an icepack. “Here we go, dear,” Diana cooed, pressing the coldness against her sister’s forehead. “You gave us a scare,” As the sobering reality rushed back, Maddi knocked...

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I had just finished taking my shower. The hotel I was staying in was my favorite in the city and the staff always puts me in the same room, week after week. The fifth floor seems to be where they put all the weekly guests. The apartment building that is being refurbished behind the hotel had just begun to rent apartments. The two building stand just ten to twelve feet apart. All the apartment windows were dark except for one apartment directly across from my room and one floor up. I could see...

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Barbara Gains was standing next to her husband while he manned the helm; being towed still required concentration and a firm hand on the wheel. Hearing a soft scratching noise Barbara moved to the doorway and looked out at the moon over the water. Someone brushed by her as they went toward the main cabin, but the older woman didn’t seem to notice. She stepped to the rail and enjoyed the wind blowing through her graying dark brown hair. She was average height, and though she was a little...

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March 15th, 4:30 PM CT, Mile 90, 14 miles east of Princeton, IL Jillian was amazed by the Sightseer lounge and its incredible view of everything around it. The floor-to-ceiling windows and curved roof skylights were what George had described, but they were absolutely breathtaking in person. These cars were, truly, the crowning jewel of not just the Superliners, but Amtrak's fleet in general. In addition to being unabashed luxury conveyances on which to tour and sightsee the beautiful...

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"C'mon Speck, keep up!" We were running what we had come to call the western break. Not really a trail, but a line along the northwestern slope of the valley where the change in angle of the slope caused a thinning of the trees. We ran this trail or another we called the riverside trail every morning. I pumped Light into Speck every time, giving him the exposure and build up that had become traditional for those who bore arms beside us. His speed and stamina was improving, but this was...

Bedroom Window

Laying in my bed, with my air conditioner turned down to a rate that would have my husband bitching a storm when he got the next bill, I snuggled under my covers. The sky outside was dark even though it was close to eleven am. What was I doing in bed still at that time? Well, being a writer, I write when inspiration hits. Which means if I dream something up at one am, I'm up until it's out of me. But last night had not been about inspiration. No, it was frustration that had me up to all...

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“Let’s have some fun!” Octavia said. The weather had begun to warm but there were still mounds of snow throughout Tyrell. The city had come to its customary shutdown during the winter months. No one had left (or arrived at) the capital in weeks but the sun was shining for the first time in days. Joseph and Liala offered quizzical looks. “I have a lot of experience in doing fun things in the snow,” Octavia declared. “We’ve been cooped up in the castle for weeks. Frankly, I’m sick of looking...

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Maddi breathed a sigh of relief as the blue minus symbol came into view. She tossed the pregnancy test in the bathroom wastebasket and folded her arms as she contemplated. From her seat on the toilet she took her time rolling her brown tights over her tapered legs.“This is crazy,” she whispered, rubbing her temples. “She’s so in my head right now.” Maddi couldn’t help but crack a smile as she staggered upright. Did she really think her sister had knocked her up without her knowing? “It’s...

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That late afternoon Victor and I were in the cold winter at New York, doing some shopping. That day the city was really cold and windy.The crowded streets were quickly becoming deserted, as my husband and I were trying to find some place to shelter from that cold biting wind. Suddenly, in a dark alley, we saw a sign-post, directing towards a sauna. I told Victor it would be warm there inside. He nodded…We entered the sauna and were welcomed by a friendly, nice looking dressed blonde who was...

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The old dragon was startled by what he saw in the tiny fairies eyes, where there had once been a sparkle of life, a glow that came from within, there was now nothing, her eyes were black pools devoid of emotion. He watched her carefully for a long time, nodding to himself, he felt it was safe to leave her alone for a short while. He went to his study and sat down, looking down at his paw, he sent a message to Virlane. Virlane appeared not long after receiving the old dragons message. He was...

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It was a damaging time for both of us and Terry and I bickered and rowed. We had never had any arguments before. Lovemaking dropped off to once a month, then stopped altogether. We had a final row, both saying upsetting things to each other that should have remained unsaid. My beautiful butterfly declared I had become a pathetic parasite hanging onto her cosmic coat tails, that I meant less than nothing to her any more and so I stormed out, vowing never to return. I said a few things I...

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“Su Lin calling Grant.” “Go, Su Lin.” “We’re on the way but you can meet us and take out the ships. We’ve got the Admiral, his orders and charts. McVey was there, but once he saw us he uttered two words and keeled over. When we reached him, he was already dead. We did gather all his notebooks as you suggested, but we didn’t worry about the bugs, locators or explosives. We figured getting this stuff back to the boat was priority.” “You were correct, and we can see you on radar. Keep your...

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