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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...

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...

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...

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...

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...

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...

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,...

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...

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...

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...

Crosswinds 2 Dark CurrentsChapter 6

“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...

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...

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...

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...

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...

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...

The Rise of AzkovalChapter 22 Cold Winds of Winter

“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...

Faire L Amour Within the Winds Of Hell

originally published in Ophelia’s Muse May 2002 Lamps sputtered against dank subterranean air as he squinted at the papers. Fuel fumes stirred a bouillabaisse of tobacco, coffee, soup, sweat and mildew. The muted breath of those around him sounded more distant than the trickle of sewers beyond the chamber walls. “I’ll be dammed,” Bradley muttered in English. Six of the surviving members of Etienne duMarche’s Resistance cell exchanged uncertain grins, they might not understand his words, but...

Winds of Revenge

Just so you know before you read . . . this is an ass-fetish story about high school cheerleaders, facesitting and facefarting ("winds"). There is no penetrating sex. There aren't many ass-worship fiends, but this is for those who enjoy those things as much as I do. ---------------------------------------------It was a simple plan but one that progressed to unimaginable events. How could watching a simple high school football game turn into something so insane, and a week later, into...

Winds of History

A Story in the Winds of Change Universe The tall, lanky man looked in disbelief at the King. “Sire, I’m simply a backwoods lawyer, and a new one at that. I’ve barely been more than a store owner and a local politician. I don’t understand why you’ve taken the railroad halfway across our country to come here and talk to me.” The King of America, Grant Maxwell, sat forward in his chair. “Call me Grant. You may be primarily self-educated, but you are not uneducated. You know the history of our...

A New PastChapter 32 Winds of Change

“Congratulations!” I said as I held my glass of champagne up before the interns and the cameras. “You’ve all done a tremendous job over the past month, and we brought home the winning bid for the Army’s contract.” They cheered for themselves. They had worked hard, together; both in Nevada at the Lab, as well as in the temporary production facility we had set up in Atlanta. They had overcome logistics and manufacturing issues, and had established an actual production line in record-setting...

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 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...

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...

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...

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...

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’...

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...

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...

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 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...

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...

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 19

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...

Winds of ChangeChapter 23

“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...

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...

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...

Australian Blonde With Me In Windsor

Hi. I feel I’m a lucky guy in the world because on 26/07/2016 I met a Australian lady in ITC Windsor and had a awful fun. By the way my name is Shree from Bangalore 20 year old. Looks normal, athlete , I have already been in relationship with a lady near my locality too. So things happened like this. Even though I am in a relationship with a lady I wanted try some other things. So posted a add on Craigslist in search for a right person. Once in a two days I was reposting my add in the site. At...

Australian Blonde With Me In Windsor

Hi. I feel I’m a lucky guy in the world because on 26/07 I met a Australian lady in ITC Windsor and had a awful fun. By the way my name is Sree from Bangalore 20 year old. Looks normal, athlete body. I have already been in relationship with a lady near my locality and I have posted that story too. But this was different one. This is my 3rd experience I’m posting here and real too. Would like to see readers feedback on So things happened like this. Even though I am in a relationship with a lady...

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...

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...

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 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...

Crosswinds Chapter 4

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...

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...

CrosswindsChapter 4

Author’s note: Contains elements of incest. 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...

The United Kingdom of Zoo A fake BBC documentary series S10 E19 Sabrina Owen 53 from Windsor

We fade in on our darkened bedroom set – just about able to make out the outline of the old bed ... Then the lights click on, and we see the bed in its full glory ... Or perhaps that should be its complete lack of glory. We pause long enough to marvel at the depravity of it all – this cum-stained mattress that girls have been squirting all over, cover torn, springs exposed. It’s just ugly. We hear the click-click of heels on concrete – slow, long, confident strides ... Then pan around to see...

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...

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...

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.”...

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...

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...

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...

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...

Windswept

Kettle full and bubbling, Matt sat and played the piano to her. Mia loved it when Matt played, it made her feel part of something special. The couple made their way upstairs. Mia took the lead so she could let Matt get a good look at her sexy, curvalicious body. She knew this would get his mind racing. As usual she took a long look in the mirror trying to re-do her windswept hair, although she knew there was no point as he loved her hair natural in every way. Matt crept up behind her and...

Windswept

Kettle full and bubbling, Matt sat and played the piano to her. Mia loved it when Matt played; it made her feel part of something special. The couple made their way upstairs. Mia took the lead so she could let Matt get a good look at her sexy, curvalicious body. She knew this would get his mind racing. As usual she took a long look in the mirror trying to re-do her windswept hair, although she knew there was no point as he loved her hair natural in every way. Matt crept up behind her and...

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 Snowglobe Conspiracy 014 Trudging Against The Wind

I approach the threshold of the door. Within seconds it is technically open wide enough for me to squeeze through. As I traverse the gap I have to pull my breasts to the side in order to flatten my chest and create the necessary space. There is literally no time to waste. Once outside, I look from side to side first, checking the illuminated space by the walls, hoping in vain that maybe he just desperately needed to relieve himself, or something else stupid and obviously untrue.Come on. ...

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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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"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...

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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...

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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...

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