Not This TimeTall I stood. I had no fear.
I was battle ready.
My eyes were sharp. My head was clear.
Hands strong and steady.
I had rebuilt my broken walls.
Higher than before.
To insure no one breached the halls
I triple barred the door.
I touched the scars of the old campaign
And wounds yet to heal.
I gouged those wounds to my fire pain
My fortitude to steel.
It was not sword or battle axe.
That dealt the crushing blow.
What she used when she attacked?
She softly said 'hello'.
Santa BabyJessica Winchester jumped out of a portal and into a forest. She smiled as she looked around; it was the capital of the Fairealm. She hadn’t been to any other places there yet since there was still much she wanted to learn. She’d made a few friends there too and stopped by fairly regularly to chat with them. Stella smiled at her “Hey there Jess!”
Grom was leaning against a branch that had grown to act as a handrail. “What’s with the hat?” He asked.
Jessica smiled; she was wearing a Santa hat because it was nearly Christmas day. “It’s a Santa hat!”
“Santa?” Stella asked with a strange expression.
Next to speak was Leo; he’d asked Jessica for some books about her Realm so that he could learn a thing or two about humans. “Santa Claus is some kind of deity, from what I understand. He is a fearsome beast with claws, hence the name. Those who worship him earn his favour and he
When All Else FailsAnticipation.
You nuzzle tenderly
against my ear.
A lick and a gentle kiss,
you whisper soft:
“What do you want?”
I shiver and shake
in your embrace.
I know your intent
and a sigh escapes my lips.
“Hold me down,”
I manage to eke out
as your mouth finds
my pulse at throat.
“As you wish…”
you whisper soft,
they make me weak
in the knees. But this
you know, and lift me
to chest in arms,
and I am thus swept
off my feet
and right literally).
“Lover…” I plead
as you carry me
to our bed,
“tell me I’m yours...”
and forever more).
You lay me down,
not out, and place
my hands above my head,
quite effectively in grip
and in bed
as you lay yourself
over me and
lick my lips
I shiver, helpless again,
held in hand and thrall.
You chuckle gently
and make me quiver anew
My Alien Girlfriend (Chapter 15)
I was sitting in the den, with Yumi asleep in my room. Calvin was pacing the den like an anxious general, planning his next attack strategy or plan. I didn’t look at him, but just stared at my knees as I opened and closed them against each other nervously. There were no words that either of us knew how to say. I didn’t even need to look at Calvin’s face to know what he must be looking like.
“Damn it, Adam…”
“I know I-”
“Oh shut up for once and listen!” Calvin snapped. I fell silent, ready for the rant. “Look, this shit just hit the fan and YOU’RE at the center of it. You and your girlfriend.”
“She’s not my…” I stopped short at my defensive response, knowing it was a lie. I cared about her too much not to be…and I still felt that warm spot on my neck where we’d touched…where she’d marked me as her katma.
“Whatever she is to you, you just threw yourself in t
Three Billygoats RutOnce upon a time there were
Three billy goats in rut.
Nothing in their smelly heads
but pretty little does and smut.
"The grass is somewhat greener"
The biggest billygoat said,
"on the other side of the fence"
and up over the rails he fled.
The troll came along just then
(with hay and grain in hand),
"Oh no you don't you lusty boy!"
Troll doesn't seem to understand.
"Does tease, flirt and flip their tails
leave us with our mouths agape.
We are stuck behind thick rails
trying to plot our escape."
They gather at the hay rack
whispering plots around dry stems.
The Troll herself is not that bad
It's her methods he condemns.
Hold on now, what's the game?
does are being led to the pens
and separated in three groups
"this changes things my friends."
They blat, snort and paw the ground
as the girls are led on by
"Now she's coming for us my lads,"
"but darned if I know why."
A good stout lead held in her hand
"watch boys, gonna make her work"
But she ran him 'round in circles
then stopped him w
Know Your Country the USA!
Happy Independence day that comes upon the Fourth
Honor to the Patriots Who Bravely Sallied Forth.
To all the Men who Fought for Freedom and only Found the Grave.
Tell Them We will NEVER Forget Everything They Gave.
At Yorktown's Final Battle The Surrender He Received.
All Americans Enjoy Freedom Because Washington Achieved.
Love in a Time of Warhttp://orig09.deviantart.net/2eb2/f/2015/241/c/b/olya_by_ddgrafix-d97kw0k.jpg
"Love in a Time of War'
Brides that never were, their hearts breaking Their Men Now Lie Eyes unblinking.
A Death amid the Mud and Gore so Many Men consumed by War.
At one with Love, at one with Grief My Heart is Renderd Beyond Belief
Little Girl My Heart Possessed By love, Living for My only one. Dare I look again down the Street where I wait upon the Appointed Date. My Heart is Heavy, He is Late.
The word alone sends tingles down my spine. My body relaxes and my mind’s incessant hum slows down and grows quiet. “Submit”
The whisper of it is electrifying. Reactions are fluid and involuntary.
Is not the body alone, not simply the act of kneeling, or twisting into a position that invokes a sense of being controlled. It is the mind, the senses, trust.
Is in the soul; in the core of the submissive, just as Dominance, Power, Control and Responsibility are at the core of the Master.
My body simply interprets what I feel inside, it interprets what is in my soul and bends to Master’s will. So when I kneel; when I place my body at my Master’s feet it is not an empty gesture; it is a display of my obedience, my free will being delivered up for the taking, my compliance to his will, my naked core presented to him as an offering of my complete and utter surrender of all I am to him.
Is what I do. Deep i