"A smuggler stranded in the Sahara depends on a nomadic guide to lead him out."
They tell you in flight school that if your plane goes down, you should stick close to it. Between the distress call, the homing beacon, and the way it reflects the sun that can be easily spotted, it’s the safest...
"I feared the answer to his question dripped from her cunt."
“What are your intentions for my daughter?” he asks, voice desert dry.I’m closer to his age than hers. I glance at her for reassurance, but she only offers a sly smile, grinding deeper into the cushion, marking his furniture.I take...
"When the desert tried to reclaim itself, she pushed back—heat too intense to intrude, truth too fierce to hide."
I grinned to myself, watching her stretched against the stupid restraints, head hanging, tits still catching the tremor still riding her body, twitching here, pulling there. Her breath, begging over her almost ruin.What do you call a ruined ruin?I think...
"Ashley joins a motorcycle club to meet new people and takes them for a ride they’ll never forget."
“Hi. My name is Ashley,” I said with a ring of bouncy enthusiasm. “Where do I sign up?”“I’m Trix. Aren’t you a pretty blonde thing?” the slender brunette in her mid-thirties said, leaning against a motorcycle outside the suburban Phoenix...
I found her curled beneath a creosote bush, three miles out, where no one ever goes.Her parched lips mouthed "I knew you'd come."I nursed her in my shelter, beneath the red stone cliff. Water first, in tiny sips, then slowly...
Laid out across the sun rock, my body embraces its swell, the wind-scoured surface a million points of heat against my skin.I hear the soft hiss of arrival, feel the air tickle across my skin. Eyes closed, I see her...
The sky stretched around them in a sheet of black midnight, the dim light from the half moon casting dull shadows that stretched longer as the hours passed. Rhia had been monitoring the hours by watching a cactus a few...
In the first quarter of the dawn, when the orange disk of the sun was only half visible, a soldier from the northern contingent of the army came with urgent news. He had been riding all night, because of the...
"The trip from Dallas to El Paso is a long one- 12 hours and maybe a bit longer with a side trip"
The drive between Monahans and Pecos, Texas is a desolate one with ne’er a stop, except an old 1950’s style motel with a blinking “no vacancy” sign hanging out in front of it on a pole. Motels in these parts...
The Black Keys thunder from pulsating speakers as Rex scorches us across a parched stretch of desolation. Madness glints in his eyes as he ups the volume and floors the accelerator, pushing the jittery needle past eighty-eight. The engine spits...
