Mark pulled down his shorts a little, and his dick flipped out making a little slap at Jess’s bum. He pushed Jess back slightly and Jess knew that she was going to get fucked. Fucked in public, in an open area where anyone who passes by may see this. She knew this but she was ...
We are in the “in between” and the tension along the way is His will for our lives. The outcome of all of this is that we will be changed, more into the image He created. That’s the sweet spot of tension, CHANGE. We can be thankful for the GREAT CHANGE. Thanksgiving 2022 ...
The ladder buckled on one side, the cross support arms flipped upward, freeing the ladder from its “A” configuration, and I was left, suspended in mid-air, holding up a little “Help” sign, with sagging ears and haunted bulging eyes, as the ladder flattened out from under me and cra...
Me, I think I was in the mood for this title because I always like spooky thrillers this time of year in keeping with the ever expanding Halloween season. I wanted to see what happened to these two workmen. I was curious why there wasn’t a word even exchanged between them and the ot...
Published by Five Star, this is one of my favourite covers. The artwork is different from most in this genre and at the time I posted the review, apart from a backwards signature just visible under the subject’s right arm, I had no idea who the artist was. ...
And how sometimes, in a really old building, one would fall off the wall and shatter. That was cool. Only happened occasionally but was certainly memorable – like when a teacher would play a filmstrip backwards, and/or it’d get stuck and the projector bulb would melt it and the molten...
there are a few wonky moments of dated effects but they come off as mostly charming and may even help the viewer jump backwards to an earlier, more wide-eyed and accepting mind-set. The acting is good enough that you're hardly aware of it and, more often than not it leaves you feelin...
A few minutes later, hurrying up the stairs, she'd plunged backwards and down: it was the Lord's mercy, said Ida, who had been the only one at home, and who had not reached her in time.Clyde thought back: during those days when Ida and his mother and Bernie and Crystal were ...
backwards into the bottles behind him. The pattern of blood engulfed his head and chest. “Jesus,†I whispered, and the image of the helpless rabbit skidding across the dried leaves invaded my nightmare. I struggled to get Frankie, but the store owner was slumped over him ...
Now let me share with you this image that I eventually decided to call Rosetta Fractal Mandala. I took this picture back in 2006 in a monastery in Arequipa, Peru on my way to Machu Picchu, and it clearly has assisted me ever since in my journey/quest. Sometimes its application is as ...