Sam studied the trembling girl in front of her. The girl had been standing with one group of magical girls. But she was far enough away that it looked like she didn’t want to be there. That make him curious. It was the only thing that kept him from shooting her. He still might. It all depended on how she satisfied his curiosity. He kept one gun pointed at the girl.

“Why,” he asked. At the girl’s blank look, he continued. “Why were you standing away from them?”

“I, I didn’t like what they were doing,” the girl stammered.

“And why not,” Sam coldly asked.

Leon is on her way to create an identity for herself.
To visit a market and collect items she wants to sell later.
But most important of all-
To find gosh darn clothes that stop make her feel like an exibitionist and cover her massive cleavage.

Gran’s Tale
A Short Story
By Maryanne Peters

Well, if you want to talk about gangs, and that kind of life, you might be surprised to know that both your grandfather and I, were involved in gangs when we were younger.

I will tell you the story if you like, but do not interrupt me. I should tell you first that the story contains sex, violence and bad language, but nothing much more than what is on TV these days. I am sure that your parents will forgive me.

“Where’s all this going, Sasha? This isn’t just a tale of your childhood is it?”

A quick story about a woman getting what she feels is missing in her life.

While there is some tg, it more "guest stars" than being the main focus.

A cryogenic experiment, A brave volunteer starts to dream about being the opposite sex. Is it malfunctioning equipment or intentional or something entirely different all together.

After a week of serving patients, training and learning to ride, Fanis has insisted that both Ursula and Tyra take a day at ease. They begin by visiting Tyra's parents and then move on to the docks.

The Voyage of the Visund

A tale of Anmar by Penny Lane

28 - A Day at Ease

Antonette's Story A novel by Bronwen Welsh Copyright 2020

Chapter 10   A wedding

Scout looks out at the fishing vessals she was assigned to watched. The fishing company that hired her had her working on the weekends starting on Friday working from 3pm to 11 pm. And then coming back at eight the next morning and working until four in the afternoon. On Sunday and Monday morning working from midnight till eight in the morning and the same on Monday morning as well.

Sikh
A Short Story
By Maryanne Peters

Sheba recognized Anjit immediately and pulled him inside.

“Quickly,” she said. “Into the storeroom. You need to stay out of sight.”

“They are searching the houses,” Anjit said, the fear dripping from his voice. “They are looking for blood. Nothing I say can stop them. They are crazed. They have killed my parents. Just because they think they look like terrorists.”

A little bit of a cliff hanger on this one. I know how much you all like those. Hopefully the next chapter will appear on Saturday: Dawn

Stone 58 – The voyage

Raven caresses Clair's arm that was draped over her. They were finally home and the trail of Dr. Heath and his associates was finally over for them. According to what she was told, the jury had returned a quick verdict of guilty on twelve different charges that had been brought against all those involved.

Not for the first time this week, I’m woken up by the sound of loud music emanating from the living room. As I have for the last few days, I yawn, stretch and swing my tired body out of bed, pulling on my fluffy dark red dressing gown before padding through to the living room to find my girlfriend gently swaying to Three Times a Lady. I let out a gentle sigh as I encircle her tiny waist from behind and gently sway along with her, which elicits a contented sigh from the petite blonde girl.

“I still say you were robbed,” I say, making my lover giggle.