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The King in Yellow 0

-Franklin Roosevelt *** It started with a play. If I had never heard of the play then none of this would have happened, and no one would have been hurt, and I wouldn't be writing this knowing that it's probably the last thing I'll ever do. But now it's much too late. And, in the beginning, it wasn't even about the play at all. Really it was just about the girl, and it was for the sake of meeting her that I was willing to do anything. Her name was Melissa Folger, and I can...

YelloweyeChapter 9 The Hunger

Saturday, there were chores to do and riders at the stable. Cole and Ashley took the Forest Service road up to the trailhead and hiked in to the base camp for their hired hands. The situation was tense. The oil company had hired ‘security’ people, supposedly to guard their equipment. In reality, they had spent the night in ATVs racing in circles around the site, spooking the cattle off in all directions. All Cole’s cowboys were on their horses attempting to round up cattle that had scattered...

YelloweyeChapter 12 The Last Days

The family cleaned up the lunch spread and headed back into the house. Cole flipped up the volume on the news station as the main picture switched to the scene of the military staging in Cody. “This is Rhea Matthews of KWYO in Cody, reporting for the National News Network. A new development here in Cody, where a National Guard military police platoon moved in overnight to stage for an action in Yellowstone National Park, has pitted the National Guard against a handful of regular army troops....

YelloweyeChapter 13 The Oil Field War

“So that’s it?” Ashley said flatly. “The end?” “Not quite,” Aubrey answered. She held up an envelope that was on the bottom of the box. She looked at her parents and her husband. They all nodded. Aubrey handed the envelope to Ramie. Ramie took a deep shuddering breath and opened it, shaking out the contents in her hand. She opened the pages and began to read. Caitlin: It’s Time My Dearest Loving Parents, My Beautiful Sister, My Brave Brother, My Kind Sister-in-law, My Adorable Little...

YelloweyeChapter 11 It Takes a Village

A rancher from Fort Collins arrived with two brood mares for breeding about seven in the morning. Ramie and Kyle had to deal with that just when the family had decided to let others do the work for the day and get back to the final pages in the box. They wouldn’t stand the mares to stud until they’d had a chance to settle down, but the rancher wanted to jaw a while over a cup of coffee. Of course, the topic was all about the tensions building at Yellowstone. He finally left and their two...

The Girl In The Yellow Dress

It was the first time I laid eyes on her. It was in a pub and I was sitting on a high chair at a table drinking a pint of beer and waiting for my food. I first saw her at 1:45 pm in the afternoon and the pub was about half full. She wore a yellow dress, covered in red rose petals and leaves that sprouted in all sorts of directions. An elasticated section covered the area of her breasts and there was no sign of a tell-tale bra line. Sha had her back to me and she was laughing and playing with...

The King in Yellow 1

Dmitri sat with his legs manacled, facing an empty chair through a wall of steel bars. He had been brought in strait-jacket and cuffs from his secure cell by six silent warders who had manoeuvred him expertly from one set of restraints to another and left him alone again without a word of explanation. He stared straight ahead, expressionless, the yellow prison fatigues stretched taut on his broad frame. Katya had been watching him through the two-way mirror for many minutes before she called...

YelloweyeChapter 2 Wild Indians

I have a bad feeling about this, Miranda whispered in Ramie’s mind as they went about their business the next day. Jason didn’t want to be there when you opened the box last night. He’s been holding something back. Maybe hiding something. “Yeah, but don’t push him. Kyle and Jason have their own demons, sweetheart. Knowing our little brother and sister were growing up in an Indian village must be hard on them. Like us remembering being kidnapped,” Ramie sighed. She finished feeding the...

YelloweyeChapter 14 The Aftermath

In a closed board meeting of Shale Oil Company, Ron Grisholm, president of the company, had just delivered his statement of intent to rebuild the pseudo-fracking sites and continue prospecting for oil. The board members were heads-down examining the report and proposal. “I don’t see how we can invest like that with the stock in the toilet, Ron. Have you got it all in the proposal here?” one of the board members asked. “There is no sense even reading the paper. The short of it is that we...

Frigid Air Warm Spew Winter Spurts in Yellowston

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YelloweyeChapter 6 Running with the Herd

A ranch is work. Work kept the Bell Family sane. Cole drove by way of the Forest Road to the upper pasture to meet with the Forest Service and the oil company. Ashley went to the Wyoming Cattlewomen’s Association meeting she presided over and encouraged the members to call their congressman and senators. Trail riders were checked in, their horses saddled, and sent out on the trail. Kyle and Ramie rounded up the eighty rescues and drove them to the corral with the assistance of their four...

Black and Yellow

Introduction: I am a Black Man who married an Asian girl. Black and yellow I met Naoki while we were in college. She was a tiny, shy little Japanese girl whose parents had moved to the United States only a couple of years before. I, my name is Jamal, on the other hand was a pretty aggressive black guy who grew up in a lower middle class neighborhood in Phoenix and hung out with some pretty tough friends. It was in my junior year and I was taking part in freshman introductions when we met. The...

YelloweyeChapter 5 A Family Way

Even on a holiday, ranch chores need to be done. Especially when nearly every boarder wants his horse out to go for a trail ride. Some of the boarders brought friends and rented horses from LK Stables riding stock. Ramie had purchased six gentle trail horses for just such a purpose. With the purchase of additional saddles and tack, feed, and liability insurance, she was happy to have all six rented for the day. It just meant that even with their late night previously, she and Kyle had to be...

YelloweyeChapter 7 The Human Mind

Cole spent most of the morning in the Forest Service office again. Arlen was sympathetic, but felt his hands were tied. Next, Cole picked up Mary Beth and Ashley and they drove to Cheyenne. It might seem unlikely that a rancher could walk in and visit the governor, but Wyoming was a state of only 600,000 citizens, ranked tenth in total area for states, but 50th in total population. The elected officials knew who the influential ranchers were in their state. “Cole, I know you didn’t support...

YelloweyeChapter 8 Echoing Thunder

Cole and Ashley had taken a four-wheeler to the upper pasture and returned upset. This had the potential to turn into another range war. The Forest Service had cancelled their lease. “Those fuckers can’t do that,” Ashley stormed. “We’ve leased that land for forty years. We’ve cared for it. Now they want us off so the cattle don’t interfere with the oil company. How many people do they think they’ll feed with oil?” “Doesn’t make a damn bit of difference,” Cole said. “Kids, we’re going to...

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YelloweyeChapter 4 Wolf Warriors

Cole spent a good part of the day at the Forest Service office and on the phone to his congressman. Every member of the family made calls. “Cole,” Arlen said as the rancher sat across the desk from him, “our hands are tied. The EPA is gutted and there’s been no move to replace it. The Army Corps of Engineers rubberstamps whatever they’re given. They’ve been issued permits to explore for gas and oil in the National Forest. It’s not just here. They came marching in on the first with permits...

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The Girl in the Yellow Swimsuit

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The Yellow Rose of Texas

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The Yellow Cottage

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Paul and the Yellow Eyed Monster

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The Yellow Dress

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Yellow Feathers

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The Yellow Rose

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The King in Yellow Chapter Twenty One

Some hours later, Dmitri and Grigori set down their glasses of tea and went upstairs. Shortly after nightfall the others had taken the broken blonde back to Mirenberg leaving the two friends to play a few moves of chess and recover their strength, and now they were curious to see what Alexandra had done with the prodigal. “Perhaps it really is possible for her to disappear” suggested Grigori as they climbed the narrow staircase to the servant’s room. Dmitri turned around. “We daren’t dream...

Mrs Brown Mrs White and Mrs Yellow

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The King in Yellow Chapter Thirteen

Katya showed Maria into her office and, taking a long-neglected key, locked the door behind them. Maria was an advocate of some distinction, about Katya’s own age, tall and slim with an oval face framed by waves of chestnut hair. They had worked together in the past, but it had been a surprise to be asked for a private meeting after working hours and Katya was intrigued. “May I use your computer?” Maria asked, and they sat together at the desk while her elegant fingertips played over the...

The King in Yellow Chapter Eight

“Good morning, Doctor. Where is Dana today?” asked Dmitri, as Katya entered the room and took her seat in front of him. “That is not your concern.” she replied, “You are to answer my questions this morning.” He did not let his face betray his satisfaction and was also quietly pleased at her choice of outfit; her dress was much more feminine – and much more revealing - than the usual charcoal-grey skirt and jacket. “Today, I would like to learn what happened to “Magda”. I think you know who I...

The Yellow Room

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Dark Brown Coffee And Yellow Dogs

I passed the morning I turned thirty-six in the same way as I passed every day. I woke up, showered and dressed before having a cup of dark brown coffee (I like it black with three drops of milk) and two slices of rye toast, almost burnt and slathered in butter. I dipped the toast in the coffee as I scanned the news on my phone, making sure to keep the drips away from my clean shirt.Once done, I washed the plate and cup and put them away in their places. I wiped the table and counter clean,...

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I have spent countless hours pondering just what caused my attraction to female clothes. My confession is not to being transgendered, but I am a product of my environment. That is to say "I am" whatever I feed myself. Shall I continue in shame? Never may that be! But I am accountable. Shall I feel bad upon my guilt? And I say not! For I have fed myself in ignorance... Age 5... exploration of the femme Psyche. In Kindergarten at playtime I would quickly assume the dominant female role while...

The King in Yellow Chapter Fourteen

After Maria’s revelation Katya had come to realise that many women in Waldenstein were desperately searching for the Yellow Sign and needed only to be gently guided along the right path. Her skill at psychological profiling and her personal charm meant that she was soon in discrete contact with potential victims, women whose words betrayed to the discerning eye a wild craving for the ultimate. An exchange of messages with Eva, a humanities student at the Institute, prompted Katya to set...

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YelloweyeChapter 3 Getting Grounded

They’d worked out a pattern. Everyone had work to do and no one could spend all her time reading the book left for Ramie by her younger siblings. Nor could they handle more at one time than the hour they spent in the evening holding each other as they read. Every word the kids had written cut into the hearts of their mothers, father, and siblings. Even Aubrey, the only one not related by blood, worried that the babies might be affected by hearing the story at such a young age. But more than...

YelloweyeChapter 10 Day of Prayer

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ZZ3 Yellow

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The King in Yellow Chapter Seven

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The King in Yellow Chapter Nineteen

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The King in Yellow Chapter Twenty

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One of my Back Yard Yarns for our younger readers. One day, Mrs Blue Tit noticed that one of her fledglings kept sneezing. ‘Oh dear,’ she thought, I hope he hasn’t caught a cold or flu.’ “What’s wrong, Robbie?” she asked as she put a wing around the little bird’s shoulders, although it was a bit of a stretch as Robbie was much bigger than all his eight brothers and sisters. “No, Mummy, I’m fine,” Robbie replied, although his voice sounded really sad. “Well, no, I’m not fine really, Mummy....

Bored In Yellowstone

Note: There is a hint of gay near the end but it does not go into any detail and it should not deter you from reading the story. I apologize in advance. It is just the way the story took me. Chapter One: The beginning My sister Stacey and I were bored! We were on vacation with our parents. We were way back in Yellowstone National Park. We were stuck there for the next three weeks. We were in hell! Mom and Dad had planned on a one-month vacation in the boondocks all year. They...

Trip to Yellowstone Complete

Chapter 1 I had decided to take a few weeks and head out west to Yellowstone Park, originally I had planned on a nice quiet trip relaxing and getting away from it all. I do a lot of photography and love to fish and hunt, so I figured I could at least get in two out of the three this trip. I packed up the motorhome, stocked up on food and water and hit the road. Things went great leaving Ohio and over to Illinois. I stopped outside Chicago for fuel and to grab something to eat and as I...

Yellowstone Discovery

I was having my second cup of coffee, rubbing the stubble on my face and contemplating the unpleasant task ahead of me. My wife and I had just returned late last night from a road trip to Yellowstone Park with another couple. When we finally pulled into the driveway we had just enough energy to drag ourselves out of the van and into bed. Debbie had to work this Monday morning but I got to sleep in a couple more hours. I didn't have to report for my shift until four this afternoon. My name is...

Yellow Blue Green and Red Orange Purple and Black too

Mum was right, his blaze was sweet; but, for fuck’s sake, calling him, Sugar, was character assassination. Even as a gangly foal, his face screamed white lightening.In utero, he was my mother’s horse, but the devil-may-care fire in those newborn eyes drew me in. Shamelessly, I played the daughter card; pouting, even stamping my foot, until my parents caved in.What twenty-two-year-old notices their father’s smirk when finally saying yes? Even if I had, I wouldn’t have put two and two together...

Field of Yellow

The sun was shining on the field of yellow flowers, whose type lay unknown to him. The wind rushed up behind and embraced his face as he turned around, waiting patiently for her to catch up. She was breathing heavily as she ran. He smiled and laughed as she made her way toward him. So slow…, he thought with a smile. ‘Hurry up would you? I don’t have all day!’ he shouted. She puffed out her cheeks and pouted. ‘You’re so mean Aoron-chan!’ Aoron laughed out loud. He loved it when she pouted...

The yellow Hornet in the rain

and I liked to screw. Is that so wrong just because I was a girl? It's not as embellished as the other "true" stories here, but I wanted to keep it as close to thecomplete truth as I possibly could. There's time enough later to write fantasy fiction. It was 1984 , I was barely 17 and it was a summer day, yet pouring down rain. I was cruising around town in my car when I saw the Yellow Hornet sitting in the park. It was Brian, a friend of mine, I'd say he was...

branded and used yellow collar

She was only allowed to leave the farm with her master or with permission. She’d seen the other lag (a blue collar) receive a whipping the first week she’d been here. She was strapped to a bar that was far enough off the ground so that even her toes didn’t touch it. Her hands had been strapped with leather straps to the bar, then her clothes were ripped off of her. The blue collar had tears in her eyes, the fear was written all over her face but she definitely shouted “ well come on then what...

Jessie and the Yellow Thong

Rick was leaving again, a seven month trip this time. After so many of these excursions, there wasn’t much to talk in the car as Jessie drove to the airport. Years of taking similar long trips meant that preparation for them was rote. All the finances were in order, the kids were prepped for the start of school in the next coming weeks, and all the odd jobs around the house were complete. There was no need to finalize any details. Cars flew past her going ten over the speed limit. Normally,...

Catching the Yellow Blue Bus

It had been a day now since his birthday, yet still he had not received any word from her. Returning from a depressingly long day at work, made longer by the anxiety of hearing her voice, he walked up the wooden stairs of his two floored apartment to his bedroom. His eyes began to swell up as his tears began to build. It was a feeling that would repeat itself everyday since she left him, yet it all seemed unfamiliar. Choosing instead to remember the happier times that they had together, he...

The yellow Hornet in the rain

Introduction: A true tale from when I was a teenaged slut This is a true story, from back when I was a teenaged slut. Hey what can I say, it was the 80s and I liked to screw. Is that so wrong just because I was a girl? Its not as embellished as the other true stories here, but I wanted to keep it as close to thecomplete truth as I possibly could. Theres time enough later to write fantasy fiction. It was 1984 , I was barely 17 and it was a summer day, yet pouring down rain. I was cruising ...

The Yellow Book Fantasies Ch 5 The Duchess

This begins with an old-fashioned case of a crush. It was the year 2007. I had seventh period English class, which was the last class of the day. I was good at English, but I would not realize my passion until later. This class was badly-behaved, and oddly enough, I liked it. I was looking for something juicy. Something to get my attention. Then I saw her.It was the beginning of the year and my English class was going smoothly. Until one day when I noticed that all of the band people in that...

The Yellow Book Fantasies

My name is Chad Dupree. You can say I have a big imagination. It served me well. Other times… well, let’s get to that. I write sexual fantasies. You can say I am a horndog, sure. At least I express it. I am in college to become a writer. You would think that college has girls and sex everywhere. Yes and no.You've got to know where to look. Sometimes, it finds you. In that case, be ready. In the meantime, I have written about numerous girls with numerous fantasies in a single yellow book. These...

A yellow mask in Mardi Gras

My Boss called me that morning, saying he needed to send me to a New Orleans. It would be a quick business trip, just a couple days.I realized if I spent an extra day, I could be there over Mardi Gras. I called my beloved hubby and asked him If he was free to join me.Victor laughed on the phone; of course he would go with me. He said I would be a very potential danger alone there in plain Mardi Gras, in the middle of a wild bunch of well hung black men…After my two days’ business there, I could...

The Yellow Dress

She’s wearing a yellow empire waist dress with black swirls and flowing patterns with black Mary Janes. A black sash runs under her breasts and ties behind her back. Her breasts are high and he realizes she’s not wearing a bra. He can’t tell if she’s wearing panties either and this makes him hard. She walks over to him and he likes the way the skirt softly twirls around her knees. He’s sitting on the couch and moves slightly as the pressure of his growing erection is making him uncomfortable....

She Wore a Yellow Ribbon Part 2

When I first met Debbie “Debs” Fletcher all she wore was a yellow ribbon as she sat in her late model Buick Riviera masturbating and almost oblivious to anything though she soon told me exactly what she wanted me to do to her and at the time being a youth I was well up for any energetic fucking she needed. I soon discovered she was married to the local butcher so had to be careful with our meetings continuing to meet up at our fishing spot. Once we,d temporarily relieved our sexual tensions we...

SHE WORE A YELLOW RIBBON

This experience always reminds me of the old John Wayne film, but just the title. It happened in July, 1963 just a week after I had returned from six months active duty training with the South Dakota Army National Guard in California and Oklahoma and needed some sexual relief. I,d had a brief affair with a girl from Chicago in December, 1962, the lovely Karin Thompson, a passionate female who was insatiable the two weeks our affair lasted, but in January that had ended with my travelling to...

Little Yellow Dress

They had been in their new house for a few months now. There time there had been very quiet as the neighbours had been away on holiday. Rob had made breakfast and set it out on the table on the back veranda. Jan was just getting out of the shower when she heard Rob getting things ready. She quickly dried herself and grabbed one of the cute slips that Rob had bought for her. It was a pretty pale blue colour, just covered her pussy and was quite sheer. It did a great job of showing off her...

The Yellow Sundress Ch 22 Dance

22 - Dance Come the eve of the formal and Eve was dressed to the nines and looking prettier than Judy could remember. She had thought of a backless top, but Judy and Sharon pointed out that her shoulders, especially with all her swimming, were a bit too broad. Instead her top was a complex variation on a black transparent T-shirt. Her nipples could be clearly seen through the material. A long full skirt in emerald satin with matching heels completed the outfit. Underneath she had...

The King in Yellow Chapter Eleven

There was a long silence. Dmitri sat still and composed, despite the dull steel chains restraining him in his chair, but Katya shifted nervously and struggled to control her breathing. They both waited until she trusted herself to speak; she stared blankly into the middle distance and the papers hung limp in her hands. At last she spoke. “You killed four women just to make a theatrical performance out of Rosa’s death” she said, absently. “A woman who finds the Yellow Sign is called to give...

The King in Yellow Chapter Five

“Good morning”. Dmitri was amused to see a younger woman briskly enter the interrogation room and plant herself in the seat opposite him and was also struck by her beauty; her ash-blonde hair was cropped like a boy’s and her lithe, small-breasted form modestly sheathed in a charcoal grey trouser suit and high-necked blouse. Dana had insisted that she was ready for the challenge and Katya could find no reason to deny her. Nonetheless, she was studying them through the two-way mirror and was...

The King in Yellow Chapter Twelve

Katya returned to work, blaming her evident stiffness and tenderness on a skating accident the previous evening. Her colleagues were solicitous, and finally insisted that she leave early to recuperate. To their surprise she agreed readily, but when Katya gingerly perched on her scooter and rode through the ministry gates that afternoon she was not on her way home. She was forbidden to spend any of her remaining nights in her own bed. “You shall sleep in the New Wharf Kennels” Leon had told...

The King in Yellow Chapter Fifteen

“Tell me about this vision” Katya prompted, sitting back in her chair and eyeing Kristina thoughtfully. She was a striking young woman – if she were only a few years younger she would be taken for an art student – and her spiked hair was dyed as white as her fishnet stockings. She wore midnight-dark lipstick and eyeliner and a leather bustier and mini-skirt. A tattoo of black roses spread from where the word “catharsis” was inscribed on her breastbone in an antique text. “It seems so long...

The King in Yellow Chapter Three

Pierre was the first to rise to his feet and signal to Alexandra to bring his coat. “I must use the water closet before I face the night air” he said. “Why not use this one?” asked Grigori, on cue. Marie-Claude turned her head and regarded him through her thick lashes, gyrating her hips and parting her lips in anticipation as he opened his trousers. “Why not indeed?” he replied and played a great stream of piss over her body, splashing onto her flanks and stomach and over her heaving breasts...

The King in Yellow Chapter Sixteen

“I’ve often wondered if I might have gone into the criminology side of the job myself” said Zora, lounging in Katya’s bed with a glass of tea. Katya rolled over onto her stomach, the cuts on her back leaving thin crimson smears on the sheet. “It was very different when we were young” she replied. “Most of us in the department today have studied and worked abroad – apart from the youngsters”. “I’m not proud of how we treated the prisoners back then,” Zora said, seriously “I resigned a long...

The King in Yellow Chapter Ten

The men carried or dragged their victims through the main hall and back to the kitchen, smearing great trails of blood behind them. Magda stood obediently at Dmitri’s side, her luscious body gory and befouled, gazing at him with naked adoration. He clapped his hands twice and Alexandra stepped into the hall and came towards them. Nude save for thigh-length leather boots and a silver necklace; she carried a black suede bag over her shoulder. “Call us when she is ready” Dmitri told her and...

The King in Yellow Chapter Two

A young woman knocked and hesitantly put her head around the door of the Criminology Team office. “Excuse me, I’m looking for the chief investigator” she said. “Come in, please” said Katya, opening the door to a beautiful woman in her early twenties, tall and slim-hipped in jeans and a sweater, carrying a backpack with the crest of the Technical Institute. “You must be Dana” she said, taking her hand. “Please call me Katya”. The girl smiled prettily. “I had them bring lunch” she continued...

The King in Yellow Chapter Four

Once again, Dmitri was chained to his chair in the interview room, behind bars, to answer Katya’s questions. “We have had our people audit Alexandra” she told him after the briefest of formalities. He cocked his head at her, amused. “It suited everyone to assume that the beautiful girl who married an imprisoned sex-murderer had been ‘disappeared’ by the old regime” she continued. “But she simply vanished, After the ceremony there is no trace of her in the archives - they lost track of her”....

ColorsChapter 5 Hot Magenta and Canary Yellow

Leia and Jessica Christensen had been friends for years. After Leia's ability started kicking in, she was never quite sure if people really liked her or if maybe she was influencing them somehow. In retrospect, she could see where she might have changed the way people looked at her, but Jessica had been her friend before all that. She knew she had never influenced her, even accidentally, because she had liked Jess just the way that she was and wouldn't change a thing. Leia had felt nearly...

Yellowknife Narrative 3

Our marriage of convenience broke up in Yellowknife.We’d been together for about three years. She was Swiss-French, and I was English-Canadian.Meeting in Indonesia, we’d travelled together for two years, overland through Asia to Europe. Then a year in Switzerland working at a ski station. Then six months in the Baja living on a beach in an old Volkswagen van.When we started running out of money, we drove back up to Canada. Rumour had it there were jobs in the north. We finally ended up in...

YelloweyeChapter 15 The Letter

I remember dying. I guess when I was Phile, I started this by telling you I remembered being born. But there are more important things to remember now. I remember the births of my children. I remember my lovers. I remember living as a wild ranch kid in Wyoming and as a renegade in the nineteenth century. I remember holding my sweet sister in my arms at night and knowing there would never be a more perfect match. I remember Mandy welcoming me in both my bodies into her heart and soul. And I...

Yellowstone

I'm Ray. I don't drink, smoke or do drugs. When you can't afford to eat the rest really never comes over the horizon. Being homeless is a bitch. The apartment building burned out while I was at work. The accountant job at H&R Block dried up after April. I finally got a job as a bubble dancer--that's dishwasher to you outside the service industry. It's not a bad gig. You stay warm and salvage a decent meal from the plates coming off the floor. I found a cheap way to stay clean. I run...

W Little D 03

All characters involved in sexual activity in this story are over the age of 18. If you are under the age of 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but only if acknowledgment of copyright and...

And Then There Were None

And Then There Were None By Geneva Two slaves and a white petty criminal on the run in 1830's Louisiana are transformed by a treacherous landowner using a magic book. One of them eventually has to make a choice between two futures. This story is set between my earlier stories "Made Mademoiselle" and "Miss Spelled". A reviewer had a question about the last story and I hope this story tidies it up. Thanks, Kelly. As I remember now, it was a time of bewilderment, horror and...

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