254 A.D. -- Rome
Quintilla hurried
through a dark street on a moonless night in July. The noise of
Rome, the busiest city on earth, was constantly wrapped around her
until distance peeled it away from her layer by layer. It was not
until she had arrived at the appointed meeting place did she realize
how quiet the city had truly become. As she hurried towards the
Tempus Fugit inn, she became accutely aware of how alone she was.
Though the silence terrified her, she carried on until at last sh

BOSOM FRIENDS
by
Bitter
***
In an unassuming little
band of equatorial sea, there was an island called Mili'ki Atoll. A
volcanic island in eons past, built from numerous lava flows since
the dawn of time, it had slumped into the sea until only a tiny bump
jutted skyward. Yet all around the peak, the rock had piled up in a
gentle, round swoop, exposing much fertile earth for the nourishment
of life. Out of this grew all manner of fruit-bearing trees, which,
in turn, kept the island's inhabitants

The village where Talia lived worshipped the all-consuming Mother Spirit. Tigers, piranhas, and enormous constrictor snakes featured heavily in all their religious practices, but none were more important than the Mother Spirit herself. The priestesses of the great temple would engage in elaborate rituals involving the mock-consumption of the teenaged villagers, while the villagers danced and sang and gorged themselves on the harvest in the moonlight. However, the villagers were growing jaded

Aiana stood on the sandy shore of Mili'ki Lagoon, hand shading her eyes as she scanned the beach. Behind her was a canoe, half resting on the sand while the other half floated on the shimmering blue water. Her foot tapped impatiently in the sand, while beads of sweat rolled down her caramel-colored skin.


“Where is she?” Aiana grumbled, wiping some sweat from her brow. She didn't mind the sun, really - she'd grown up on Mili'ki, after all, and the atoll was close enough to the eq

Fifteen,
twenty, twenty five? No? Thirty, forty, sixty….She could still hear
it. Courtney thumbed incessantly at her IPod, volume up, bass up,
volume up again, bass up a bit more, switch songs, louder song,
faster song, louder song, but it was all to no avail:
She could still hear it.
The shouting, always the shouting. Had she not seen with her own eyes
the number of houses lining the streets of her neighborhood, had she
not conversed regularly with Mrs.Wall and walked the Sudd family’s
dog,

Patricia just knew that she was
going to die.  All of the plane's engines had failed, and
she, along with the other passengers on the small charter flight,
were spiraling towards their doom thousands of feet below.  Flying
was usually not an issue, but choosing it this time had obviously
proven disastrous.The plane continued in its plummet towards
the ocean, completely against the wishes and fervent prayers of those
inside.  As the blue expanse of the Pacific grew n

Add-Ons
By
Twrch_Twryth(@yahoo.com)
Ray opened the door.
He recognized one of the three women standing just past his
threshold. That was Chelsea, the brown-eyed blond in an unseasonably
warm overcoat. He did not recognize the Middle Eastern girl or the
blue-eyed blond who were with her, though neither were in seasonally
inappropriate outfits.
"Ray,"
Chelsea said, "we need to borrow your cock."
He looked them over
with a slightly raised eyebrow. Chelsea stood firm but was

Madame Rawe's
Vorelesque Cabaret
By
Twrch_Twryth(@yahoo.com)
It was the last day of
the season. Not like fall or spring, the show seasons. My fiance,
Amber, was having the last show of eight month season tonight, then
she'd have four months off (really three months, with the last month
devoted to getting the next show ready) and I'd get her all to
myself. It was an exciting night and I rushed home from the office
to make sure that I'd have time to see her before she went over to
the club.
I w

Thick with thieves


Katie squirmed slightly with nervousness as Julie and Marin picked the lock to the barely one-story house. Not many places pushed that boundary, and the occupant that would inhabit such a space would be at least a little out of the ordinary. All of them were on the buxom side, but Julie and Marin were more athletically built, well-suited to do what they did best; thieving. All three were also dressed in completely black, but also slippers, so as not to make too much noise

Dedication to the Customer
Remember, the customer is Always right.
Sereena wished she had picked A better location for her diner, now that she thought about it the desert wasn't the best place to run her business. Granted, the diner was located next to A road but it wasn't exactly busy.
        
The diner's last customer had been more than three weeks previous and because of this Sereena had grown bored, she found that time seemed to go much slower the mo

SEVEN OVERALL
 
by Bitter
 
 
It was a room of such beauty that it must have been one of the chambers of Heaven. Yet this bedroom was not divine; exquisite, but not divine. Its existence, however awe-inspiring, was explicable. Adrift above the clouds that hung in the skies of the Mystic Wilds, there was an island called Arielanei. Arielanei was an island by its purest definition: a mass of land well and truly removed from all others, not merely a sunken mountain but its own cont

A New type of Justice

by The Watcher


~Author's Note~

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The Warden of the Prison Asked Heather. “Are you sure you are ready for this?" Heather looked at her with her beautiful brown eyes and responded "Yes I am sure." The warden ordered a guard. “Bring out the Prisoner," and Heather slowly took off all of her clothes except her Bra and