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Through The Window

I slump down in my chair, relieved that my board meeting is over. It’s been such a stressful day; breaking down that morning and waiting on the hard shoulder for the AA for nearly two hours; breaking my heel on the way into work, and being shown up by Mr Masterson in my meeting. Bastard. I look at the time- 4:30pm. Hmm, what to do for half an hour? I walk over to the door and turn the key, hoping the tell tale sound of the lock won’t draw the attention of too many people. The vertical blinds...

Window to a Dream

Andrea's eyes darted toward the elevator across the room when it opened, but she turned back to her computer with a silent sigh — once again disappointed. From the cubicle across the way, she could hear Emily's desperate, frustrated curses and the sound of fingers tapping keys far harder than necessary. Glancing at the clock, she saw only ten minutes left until quitting time. Far from her normal reaction to the final countdown before a scheduled day off, Andrea felt nearly as frustrated as...

Tantric Tradewinds Ch 1

When they finally did get in a few dives, Keri and Al immersed themselves in the deep solitude of the ocean. While neither one of them wanted to admit it, they had grown to be more than friends or even casual lovers. They had not seen each other since college. They were both married to other people and living miles apart. That distance seemed to great to traverse until they reintroduced themselves online a few months earlier. They decided to avoid the topic for now and just enjoy the diving and...

Through The Window

I used to live in a first floor apartment that bordered on the parking lot of a small Mexican restaurant. A lot of people used it as a party area, as it was fairly well shielded from the road and not very brightly lit. One August night I woke to the sound of Dave Mathiews, playing at near concert-volume outside my window. I like the music, but at four AM on a work night all it did was piss me off. I peeled the bedsheet off of my body and, without my glasses, made my way to the kitchen window to...

Jesse and Marie and the WindChapter 2 Unwelcome Summons

Two days earlier: Jesse Morgan felt the first snowflakes touch his face and melt. He had smelled the snow in the air last night, just before he went to bed. The morning air tasted of snow when he rolled out of bed at four thirty and now the promised snow had arrived. He smiled to himself as he walked toward the barn. Snowflakes touching a man's face seemed a personal thing to be enjoyed alone. He snorted as he thought of the looks he would get if he walked into the Buckhorn Bar and...

The Weaver And The WindChapter 8 The Streets of Beletara

Beletara had two things that intrigued me. It sat on the shore of the Summer Sea, and there was actually a guild house for the Wizard's Guild. Having been Declared by Firetree, I was, in theory, a member. That possibility was the extent of my knowledge of the Wizard's Guild. I didn't know if there were dues to be paid, meetings to attend. I didn't even know if there was a secret handshake! We had been passing people headed away from the city regularly since we left the spring, and when...

Pacific Wind

Their first meeting was more that they could have bargained for. She had exceeded his most untamed expectations. The woman was a lady in every sense of the word … until that evening when they found themselves alone in the small cottage by the sea. Their expressiveness was agrarian in nature to say the very least. Now here they were, walking hand in hand back to the cottage. The cold wind coming from the Pacific was chilling and they laughed as they picked up the pace to reach their destination....

AshesChapter 6 Windows to the Soul

"This is the home I built for my mind after my brothers and I completed our final endeavor. Since I communed with steel for the greater part of my life time, I decided to search for the quicksilver and make a nest for my mind. In this nest I built my version of Elysium, except that my abilities here are only limited to my imagination." Aromir pondered this. Kandir had always taught him that it was polite to ask relevant questions first, so as to increase the efficiency of the lesson. So...

The Weaver And The WindChapter 9 Gravy Geeks In Space

Wind and I had jumped, not straight to the Tower, but first to the Shavrom enclave, Where we gave our new friends a quick update on what had transpired. "Wick, I am going to ask you to act on my behalf in a matter, if you are willing." I said over a glass of Korellian Blue Leaf. "Certainly Weaver!" The Shavrom patriarch agreed. "What will you ask of me?" "I would like you to check up on a family for me. Plank Durmiter and his wife Opal and their two children Ketch and Biter. During...

Yankee Swap Chapter 5 The Whirlwind of Stacy

Yankee Swap, Chapter 5: The Whirlwind of Stacy "Well, Kim, how are you fixed for a dress for tonight? This is a fancy affair, so you need a great dress!" Stacy had adhered the wig to Ken's scalp and was leading him back to the main section of the store. "Let me see, probably a fourteen regular. Maybe a twelve." She pushed three hangars into his hands and led him off towards the center of the store. "In you go - I want to see you in all three of these, even if you think they...

Jesse and Marie and the WindChapter 3 Death Of A Friend

Scant minutes later Jesse was back inside the snow cat aimed toward home with the throttle wide open. The windshield began to frost up when the heater quit working. He attempted to wipe a clear space on the glass with his glove and succeeded just a little. He kept going at top speed, the throttle all the way out. One handed, Jesse opened the thermos and sipped the hot brew straight from the bottle. Without warning, the heater kicked back in and the windshield began to clear. Three hours of...

The Weaver And The WindChapter 24 Champions of the Unspoken

I had just finished another round of visits to the principals in our upcoming confrontation, and was back home in the Valley of the Wind once again. I had checked with the Armored foot in Lamin, and found that the majority of the Zadaru were there. There was some friction between the two populations, but it was being kept to a minimum, mostly by the continuous presence of the Wind of Arbor. My sweet Cor was as busy as I was! They planned to move out within days of my visit, so her mediating...

Our smoking window voyeur

When DJ and I finally moved in together around 9 years ago, our first home together was a lovely and spacious first floor apartment housed in an 1890’s traditional stone built 2 story Edinburgh building. The street was lined with similar properties on either side, most of which had their main lounge / living rooms facing the street, as did ours. Our front room window was a huge bay design which reached almost from the ceiling to around a foot from the floor. When I saw the place for the first...

Through the Window Again

I had the whole story written up and wanted to post it all at once, but unfortunately, people do not like long stories, as I have found out with previous stories. So I am posting this story in separate parts, sorry for the wait. *** How had I been so stupid. There had been so many countless indicators, her smaller size, her scared eyes, her different scent and taste, her shaved pubs, her tight pussy, hell even the orientation and feel of the room had been off. It was not Desma I had raped in...

The Wind of Change

Heya! This is just a silly little thing that I tossed up at work. It's a bit puerile, but not too offensive, apart from a rather nasty 'victim'... Enjoy! Sushi Xxx Wind of Change By Sushi Radical Jake was doing what he did best - kicked back on the couch at his parent's place, just chilling out with a beer and a cigarette. His folks had gone out for the night and he'd got his younger sister to go out and do the shopping. Well, 'got' wasn't exactly the right word... He'd told...

Like Smoke in the Wind

Like Smoke in the Wind By Cheryl Lynn Trying something a bit different with this story delving more into the heroine's mental state. All standard disclaimers apply and may be downloaded for personal use only. Any other use strictly forbidden unless author's approval obtained. Comments and suggestions for the plot are welcome at [email protected]. "Like Smoke in the Wind" by A.A. Davis. I sat back from my computer and contemplated for a moment. "Yes, an apt title for my...

Like Smoke in the Wind Part 2

Like Smoke in the Wind Part 2 By Cheryl Lynn Trying something a bit different with this story delving more into the heroine's mental state. Read Part 1 first, otherwise this will not make much sense. Warning: This part contains none consensual sex. All standard disclaimers apply and may be down loaded for personal use only. Any other use strictly forbidden unless author's approval obtained. Comments are welcome at [email protected]. Like Smoke in the Wind Part...

Jesse and Marie and the WindChapter 6 Learning The Business

She heard movement in the dark front room. She gasped as he said in a reassuring voice, "Time to get up. Chores and a mountain of gold are waiting for us." "It's the middle of the night," she complained. "It's still dark out. She grabbed the covers tightly around her neck, not realizing her panty clad butt was bared to the world. Suddenly she felt a hand smack her exposed anatomy. She shot straight up in the air and yowled like a cat. "Get dressed, we have milking to do and...

View From My Window

Copyright© 2001-2003 A sweetheart named Teresa Arden Went down on her beau in the garden. He said, "Good lord, Tess, Don't swallow that mess!" And she replied, "Ulp, beg your pardon?" "Turn your light off and get some sleep young man!" Gregory's mother had her head stuck in her son's bedroom doorway, and though she spoke harshly, she had a familiar gentle smile on her lips. It was the warm familiar 'game' she played as a 'mom'. "OK mom." Gregory put down his book and...

Crosswinds 2 Dark CurrentsChapter 5

10 YEARS AGO - Diana pressed her hopeful face against the window as she watched the driveway. She grew unsure of how long she sat in the same position in her room, curled in a ball on the window seat. “MOM!” Out of frustration, she bellowed. “I thought you said Jenny was coming over!” When she didn’t receive a response, Diana hopped off the seat and dashed through the door, ripping down the stairs, two-at-a-time before jumping down the last four. “MOM!” She screamed...

Rewind

Author's note: This is actually the second part of Unwind, told from Rob's perspective. I'm thinking of making this the theme of this series. I'm working on the second part of Taming Dick as well. Rest assured that it will be up in a few weeks. In the mean time, enjoy this one. I certainly enjoyed writing it. Rewind by Hazel M Satine twirled on her gold sandals. Her hands glided over her wide hips under the tight green skirt. They roamed up, gently cupped her perky breasts...

In The Wind And Rain

It’s the middle of the night, and it’s pouring with rain and blowing a gale, but I’ve found myself having to scramble over a gate with "keep out" signs.Despite the inherent dangers of walking down a rickety pier in these conditions, I know that won’t have stopped her. She has a stubborn, rebellious streak that doubles when she’s angry.We’ve just had a fight. A big one. But now that we’ve both had time to cool down, I’ve gone to find her. To apologise and try and persuade her to come home.I...

A Much of a Which of a WindChapter 38

The first big test of the Liberator would be the airport, I'd decided. If it didn't clear through security there, I figured, chances were it wouldn't pass muster where I needed it to either. For the airport, though, I decided not to try either the nail or the bullet, the two pieces with metal in them. Security would be laxer where I was going. I disassembled the whole thing and stashed its components in varying places. The stock, the largest piece, went into a side pouch of the briefcase...

The Howling Wind

I’m not a wild man and I don’t think I’ve ever done anything spontaneous before. I’ve been a school bus driver at Lakewind High School District for seven years. Between our four high schools, I’ve been driving for Lakewind and Heeler High Schools for five years. That job was to keep myself busy after I retired from my huge position at UPS for accounting at their headquarters in Englewood Cliffs, New Jersey. I’m sixty-four years old and still maintain a fabulous body. Although my appendages...

Rescuing A Windsurfer Has Its Rewards

Tatiana’s disclosure of the next chapter in our erotic adventure had the predictable uplifting effect on my battle scarred dick. Throughout our long lunch, the girls kept switching the subject of conversation to sex. I tried to talk about the relationship of Russia and Ukraine, they twisted ‘relationship’ into the benefits of mutual masturbation. Global warming became a discussion of whether a girl’s pussy became hotter as she got older. They drew the most ridiculous parallels intended to shock...

The Man In The Window

Nick sat admiring the early morning sunshine slanting across the meadows behind his thatched cottage. He had moved to rural Shropshire the year before, shaking off the dust and grime of London after the break-up of a long-term relationship. Financially, he was now just holding his head above water as a computer consultant and part-time lecturer. When bemused friends queried his strange retreat from urban civilisation he'd reply: "It's just like living in 1987!".As he sipped the last dregs of...

CrosswindsChapter 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 bright, 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...

Memoirs of a Woman of the Wind

I opened my weak weary eyes, the glare from the bright sunshine obscured my vision,as strange faces looked down upon me.I could hear the sound of rolling waves from the sea, and my clothes felt heavy and wet.My blonde hair was all matted from the salty water.I had been lying u*********s on a sandy beach.The handsome faces staring down at me were brown with a slight reddish tint to them.I'd never seen faces like these before.There was a mix of men and women, and some young boys and girls amongst...

The Weaver And The WindChapter 15 Snow Fall and Darkness

"T.C. Be reasonable." Cor said into the phone. "We aren't going to be able to come home for Christmas, so we want Mom and Dad to come spend Thanksgiving with us. We're talking just five days. You will have them all to yourselves for Christmas." "We'll all get together on New Year's Eve, how about that? We're planning on going to the big Obsidian Technologies party in London. Would you guys like to go with us?" "... Okay, yes email me the details later and I'll call when I know...

The Weaver And The WindChapter 23 Somewhere twixt past and future

I arrived back at the Tower of the Wind with Trellis Valse clinging tightly to my hand. We had to leave her father Hayrick at Skaldale to finish his trip back to the family farm. There were too many irons in the fire at the moment for me to do more, but Hayrick was grateful for the quick trip from Whitecliffs to Skaldale. That at least had saved him many dangerous days of travel on the road. "Welcome to the Tower of the Wind Trellis. Your new home, at least for the next little...

Winds of ChangeChapter 15

The dock was in sight and Bea was already screaming for help. Sailors from some of the other ships, vendors from some of the open shops and general laborers all ran to find out what happened. When the bodies were seen, pandemonium broke out. Some were trying to wrap the bodies in blankets, while others were demanding a gathering of the militia to wipe out the bloody savages once and for all. The only thing they weren’t doing, was listening to Bea. That changed when Zeke came and tossed the...

Winds of ChangeChapter 10

Grant led the group back into the main part of the house, only to be met by Beth. “The seamstresses need you to try on a few things, so they know how to proceed.” “Okay, I’ll have Sabrina come with me. Can you ask somebody to teach the Marion brothers about shooting a Glock? Unless we’ve some place where the sound won’t carry, I don’t want any actual rounds fired.” “What caliber?” “Let’s start with a nine, and then discuss it. Okay.” “No problem. What about Eric?” “Tell him I’ll be...

The Girl By The Window

Friday April 8th 7:15pm I sat on the semi-comfortable padded bench typical of Tucson International Airport as I watched the sunset out of gate A9's massive window. I was trying to pass the time before my flight with any distraction my bored brain could create. I fumbled with the wires protruding from my walkman, I tried to make sense out of the annoyingly unsymmetrical southwest style pattern on the rug, but mostly I tried to people watch without being too overt about it. For some reason...

A 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, “if I’m honest, 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....

Wish Shift The Wind in Her Hair

Wish Shift: Chapter Twenty The Wind in Her Hair Year 1 A.S. Day 112 Jenny was sitting outside at her usual table when she finished up at the institute. It was getting pretty hot, but there had been a nice wind blowing today so she just decided to walk to Java Jolts instead of calling Derek to let him know that she had finished a little earlier than she expected to. She had seen when Mindy had ducked back into the office to let Derek know when she sat down out front and he was out...

Gone With the WindCh 7 Burlington To The Rescue

March 16th, 8:45 AM CT, Delta Flight 1238, Somewhere over Nebraska A train is well known to be a place of social interaction. People meet, talk, chat, have fun, play cards, and even fall in love. Something about the close quarters, relaxed atmosphere, and the nature of the people who ride them makes for a place where friendships form quickly, and spirits run high. Where on a plane delay can lead to anger, on trains severe delay tends to lend itself to a party atmosphere. Since planes are...

The Weaver And The WindChapter 12 String Music and Elkaphants

Preparations can be made only by making them, not by merely wishing them to be, so Cor and I got very busy. I let Cor coordinate things with Chester and get everyone set to have dinner at our apartment before the actual party started. While she was doing that, I made another trip to Beletara to see about a concert venue. Wick took me to see Maistre Orb Benek at the Grand Hall. "What? I was getting used to having Cord around to keep me out of trouble, but today I get you?" I asked,...

The Weaver And The WindChapter 19 The Woods in Winter

The new year had passed long ago on Earth, but our start of the new year was just another day on Arbor. The Arborian New Year started on the first day of spring, the vernal equinox. I chose that propitious day to deal with the alaspore and its master. I wove a new trick out of something Cor showed me how to do using the wind. I wove a cocoon out of moving air as she had shown me. I was able to use it, as she did, as a method of transportation, but I couldn't become the wind as she could, so...

Whispering Wind

Whispering Wind is an open game between the readers and writers. Anyone may comment and anyone may write (subject to following Writer Rules and basic grammatical English). Readers may leave a comment suggesting something the main character might attempt. The writer will then roll a d100 and add any Libido points to that roll. If successful, then the suggestion will be followed. If failed, the main character will not act upon the suggestion. The writer will set the Difficulty based on the...

Stress Relief in Stormwind

Stress Relief in Stormwind By: Lyrissa "Of all the presumptuous, ignorant, stubborn..." Anya Trueshield muttered to herself as she slammed the door to her private quarters shut behind her. Her steel-plated warboots impacted roughly on the thick, soft carpet as she stomped around with no clear direction for a few moments. "Can't do this. Can't do that. Of course we trust you, lady Trueshield, it's just that... Bah! I'm tired of all this constant interference. I have half a mind to...

Winds of Revenge 2

A poor boy from the west side has his face "ass-bused" by high school girls from across town.So that readers aren't mislead...This story is about domination by high school girls, ass-fetish themes, asskissing, facesitting, facefarting (winds), etc.Enter at your own risk, ha, into the world of ass-nasty high school girls.(Winds of Revenge, Part I was posted in late October, 2017)-------------------------------------They still had my school ID card. Those East Side Prep high school girls had...

The Long and Winding Road Ch 02

Be My Angel: After three long weeks, I stood in the lobby of Sharon’s dorm waiting for her to appear. In a way, I was dreading the evening because I believed she didn’t want to go out with me and was doing it at her friend Carla’s behest. Sharon walked over to me and smiled. She looked stunning, her shimmering long, brown hair flowed over her shoulders and down her back. In the bright light I saw that it had a slight reddish tint. A brown turtleneck and tan hip huggers encased her slender...

The Long and Winding Road

I never saw it coming, but I probably should have. My lack of attention may have been a contributing factor. Last April, on a rainy Saturday morning, my wife revealed to me just how unhappy she was. We had been married five years, and I thought things were great. I was 29, and she was three years younger, at 26. Sherry was a beautiful woman with a great figure and a beautiful face. On top of that, she was smart and capable. I was still amazed that she had agreed to marry me. “Jim, I feel like...

The Woman at the Window

I staggered through the streets as I tried to keep an even pace. Another early evening run that was no easier than the first ten. No one paid attention to me, just another man trying to hold back the ravages of time with some exercise.I had pretty much decided that the effort was not worth the trouble until that fateful day I saw her at the window. A woman talking on the phone brought my already slow pace to standstill. I stared at her like a puppy in kennel looks at a boy.She turned and saw...

Whirlwind

“Put this on,” he murmurs and his boyish sparkle glows brighter.“What is it?” “A blindfold.” I lean away from him, narrowing my eyes. “What do I need a blindfold for?”"The surprise. I promise you I’m not looking to have my wicked way with you… yet.” That slow promise in his voice in that single short word ‘yet’ sends resonating throbs of desire straight through me from my breasts all the way to my thighs. “I not sure that I trust you,” I tease, relaxing a little more, squeezing my legs...

Gone With the WindCh 5 Kyle Palmer

March 15th, 6:39 PM CT, Mile 210, 5 miles west of Burlington, IA Bob Benjamin was on his first solo run driving a train. All his effort and his time, all the schooling, all the training, all the assisted runs with the experienced engineers had come together to this point. This was his dream, to be an engineer on a famous passenger train, moving hundreds of people to their destination. Not only was this a glamourous job, to Benjamin; this was a decent paying job. The perfect convergence of...

A Much of a Which of a WindChapter 12

It was still dank and drizzly when I left the hospital—when we left, Susan was right there with me in my head—and I headed toward the car quickly, pulling my keys out of my pocket as I went. Vaguely I wished I had something newer than this old clunker. Newer cars had these remote access doohickeys, you just mashed a button from anywhere around and they obligingly unlocked so you could just get in. Not for me, I'd have to stand there and manually key the door open. As I was doing so I was...

The Girl in the Window

As she made her way from her bathroom into her bedroom she looked out at the view she had, mostly of various empty balconies. But there also was Guesseppe, the retired electrician across the street who was ending his day the same way he always did: a beer and a cigar. Guesseppe sheepishly averted his gaze when their eyes locked. Gabby bushed a little, but her eyes lingered. It was only expected that such a man would look away when caught ogling at the young broad in nothing but a towel. This...

Every Way The Wind Blows

I do not generally approve of editorializing. It seems like such a redundant and trivial exercise. I like to tell a story, to allow the characters to draw you into the tale. I love to hear that someone enjoys what I write. I even love to hear when I make a mistake, which can show me how I can improve my craft. I loathe the anonymous and pathetic fool who tries to belittle me personally for what spills from my imagination, as though my stories actually tell you anything at all about me. The core...

The Fall of Autumnsville A Family Affair Chapter 4 A Window to the Past

Sorry about the lack of updates guys! Really, this chapter has been done for months, but I just never posted it. Hopefully there is still interest in this story! Thank you all that leave reviews. I love getting feedback! I hope you all enjoy this chapter. It's a loooong one and a lot of fun ;3 Chapter 4 Allison could remember the first time she caught Marcus crossdressing. It had been years ago, when they were still living in the city and before Garrett's... incident. The twins...

Caution Thrown to the Wind

It was now six months since Elizabeth had finally decided that the relations with Rick were not going to achieve a divorce from his wife or even a separation. Her last text had been to advise him that she was breaking it off. This really was no problem for Elisabeth no matter how obliging she had been was just another name in the 'black book' of female acquaintances that he had collected almost from the start of his marriage that had existed through obligation and responsible. It was a pity...

Unexpected Unwinding

I returned to the campsite from a days cycling to find the shower block closed and when you’ve been hot and sweaty on a bike all day, that’s not really what you need. At this moment I was stood in my lycra shorts and cycling top with towel and washing gear facing the locked door and out of service notice. A bit narky and envisioning a very smelly evening without the means to clean up properly.I hadn’t noticed Sandra, the Site Manager walking up to me till she spoke. “Really sorry about that.”...

A Much of a Which of a WindChapter 21

It was nearing midnight when Cesar Romero—he never did tell me his name, or Ratty's or Hairy's; nor did I ask—deemed it at last time to go. We'd been sitting there staring at the walls for hours. Well, I had been, anyhow, in between silently trying to reassure Susan, who was worried sick. Cesar had spent that time staring mostly at me, his gun always in plain view. Even if he hadn't, I still was in no position to try anything at all; Ratty and Hairy were right there. They never sat down...

After the Energists Rebooted Teen YearsChapter 17 Candle in the Wind

Parking Lot at UWO’s Football Stadium, London, Ontario 6:14pm, Saturday, February 17, 1979 The drive from Western’s campus to Coach Jacket’s house was relatively quiet but tension filled. We listened to FM96 on the car’s stereo. When we heard Dire Straits’ Sultans of Swing, Lynette commented, “I think that would be a good song for our band to play. Everyone seems to like it, and you’d kill Mark Knopfler’s guitar part.” “It is a pretty cool tune,” I replied as I turned towards her as she...

Look What You Did To My Windshield

I met Lisa on a dating site for married people. I always knew that I wasn’t the only person in a sexless marriage but I had no idea how many were out there. I met some nice women on the site but I also had some strange and some scary moments. There was the cop husband who hacked into his wife’s e-mail and threatened to find me. One of the most surprising was a gorgeous brunette who was young enough to be my daughter. She wanted me to buy her a car in return for whatever favors I wanted her to...

Look What You Did To My Windshield

I met Lisa on a dating site for married people. I always knew that I wasn’t the only person in a sexless marriage but I had no idea how many were out there. I met some nice women on the site but I also had some strange and some scary moments. There was the cop husband who hacked into his wife’s e-mail and threatened to find me. One of the most surprising was a gorgeous brunette who was young enough to be my daughter. She wanted me to buy her a car in return for whatever favors I wanted her to...

Crosswinds 2 Dark CurrentsChapter 2

Maddi flicked off her sandals and buried her pale toes within the sun-drenched soil as she made herself comfortable on the campus lawn. For the first time since her arrival, the picturesque, tropical surroundings of Moringa Island bustled with activity. New students and familiar faces alike greeted each other in the fronts of dorms. Some took up blankets and picnicked in small groups on the green or nearby benched. Others found relaxation inside watching television on the first-floor activity...

SingularityChapter 14 In the Wind

A man in worn clothing and a scraggly beard shuffles through the park, observing the other homeless gathered there. Watching one in particular, mumbling to himself for some time, he meanders by. “Where’d you get the bump on yer head?” “I ain’t notice nothing,” he said, feeling his skull. “Not unusual, though. Living on the street, you pick up scars.” “Mind if I check? My sister was a nurse, I ... picked up a few things.” “Just tell me if’n it looks infected. That’s all I care ‘bout....

Waters Edge Feathers on the Wind

The water, crisp, the scent of the lake stirring in the wind. Waiting for that special some one, the sun high in the sky clouds rolling in. It was supposed to be like any other day. A day by the waters edge, love growing stronger. A simple kiss to put ones emotions aflutter. A silent greeting, a hug hello, skin on skin. The embrace of lovers. Sitting down by the waters edge, staring into the eyes of the one you couldn’t live with out. Never saying a word but always knowing what the other would...

Something in the Wind

She was trying to be sympathetic. The voice on the phone was by turns emphatic, subdued, was male and not obviously drunk but she could tell he’d been drinking. ‘…I called because, because you know the players, you know what I’m up against, you know what I’m going through…’ ‘…again’, she thought as the voice rambled on. ‘You called me because you know I’m three hours ahead of you and I wouldn’t be asleep yet.’ she said, trying to project her half-smile through the miles of fiber-optic...

Autumn Wind

The autumn night air was cool and crisp. They felt the chill as they disrobed each other. There was only the sound of slightly rustling clothes in the moonlit woods. Though both near thirty, they felt like high school kids. A mixture of nervousness and curious exploration overtook their brains. She slipped his sweatshirt off his head, taking her time to rub his sides and his hard nipples as she removed the garment. She unbuttoned her sweater and let it fall to the ground beside the sleeping...

Gone with the Wind 2

Gone with the Wind by Shrike Chapter 2 A sharp pungent smell brought me back to consciousness. I opened my eyes and saw Mom's face right in front of me. She had a worried expression on her face as she looked at me. 'Why is she does she have that kind of expression?' Then my memory returned, and I suddenly knew again why I'd passed out. 'I'm a freak now; I'm not worthy to be alive.' I started screaming again, but only for a few seconds, because my...

Like A Wind in the Meadow

Like a Wind in the Meadow... by Andrea Lena DiMaggio A steady but calm breeze whisked across the broad meadow that nestled in safety below the city...a village, really...that sat on the hill above. A solitary figure stood by a large rock; a boy of about fourteen; thin, almost reedy in fact. His clothes were simple and dark against the bright sun which seemed to glisten ever so slightly off his long yellow hair. The boy toiled away at the laundry by the stream that ran behind the city...

As The Wind Blows

Rob's best friend was a girl. Her name was Teri and they'd been best friends since they were about eight. Rob had lived in the neighborhood his whole life when Teri, her mom and sister moved in two houses away. Teri was a tomboy who could play a mean game of sand lot baseball, and was good with a racquet too. Lots of the other guys stuck up their noses at Teri because she was a girl, but Rob didn't even notice. She was good at stuff, and good company, so over the years Rob and Teri had spent...

Himura BattousaiChapter 99 Fly Like the Wind

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Justice ResurrectedChapter 16 The Winding Path to Enlightenment

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As one of the Ten Legendary Warrior, the Wind Spirit Warrior Kazemon was responsible to assure the peace of Alphaton town. The Major of this town, Mr. Fukushima, invited her to Royal district. The people cheered at her after she successfully prevented a human and Digimon trafficking near the bridge that connected this town to Neo Alphaton. "Thank you so much, Kazemon. You saved so many life today." Mr. Fukuyama said while shaking the violet haired beauty warrior. "I just doing my job, sir." she...

A Much of a Which of a WindChapter 26

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A Much of a Which of a WindChapter 36

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