Timothy E Jones
Bio
What is there to say: I live in Philadelphia, but wish I lived somewhere else, anywhere else. I write as a means to escape the harsh realities of the city and share my stories here on Vocal, even if I don't get anything for my efforts.
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Inconvenient entrance
We drove up the snowy, winding road towards the cozy A-frame cabin. It was a lonely, almost a bit shabby little place, but it was far from the hustle and bustle of modern-day life. Just one look at my massively attractive female companion, a beautiful blonde girl with deep blue eyes, the perfect body (5'5" / 36-24-36) and a very light complexion would give even a casual observer our intent for being at that small cabin even on that cold wintry day, and it wasn’t the looks of the cabin we were after, but the function. We had gotten certain foods and wines that would only encourage our activities during that particular weekend. Yes, sex was on the agenda.
By Timothy E Jones3 years ago in Filthy
The ordeal
I stood outside my apartment enjoying the fact that it was a warm enough day, despite the fact that it was approaching the end of November, the sun was shining warming the mild breeze that was in the air. I had gotten into a project, just a simple one that would barely take up five minutes of my time, then I would be heading over to visit a friend who lived a few blocks over.
By Timothy E Jones3 years ago in Fiction
The Girl with the Golden Hair
1033 AD Near Vinland The tiny village was a poor little village that sat along the edge of the great forest, they had broken away from the main Viking community that had traveled across the sea around 10 years back when the Vikings first made their initial settlement. Until five years ago the village was self-sustaining, and the crops they planted along with the deer and other animals to hunt gave them enough to survive. They got meat and made their clothing from the deer, rabbits, and other animals they hunted.
By Timothy E Jones3 years ago in Fiction
