Morning came crashing in swiftly. The persistent cry of the alarm clock was a dutiful reminder that a new day was abound. It was awful to wake up to another cold, winter morning. Quite frankly, it was akin to being stuck in the grey doldrums: always depressed and yearning to escape. It was light outside simply because that's how the science of light worked....
(I had just finished fixing a wobbly desk in some important prof's swank office. I smile at the realization the desk repair was not a big a job as I thought it would be. I had quoted the prof four hours, but had only taken two. That meant two hours with nada to do. I looked around hoping to find a way to amuse myself, when all of the sudden I notice this boo...
It's Sunday! I can't believe its Sunday and here I am rotting away in the library! Darn you Professor Mukhuty. That guy can dole out assignments like it's nobody's business. How different would it have been to allow us to submit the papers on Tuesday instead of Monday! Would have been a damn sight easier if I could get an access to the University library whe...
Chapter 6: Leadership Adra Merrick soon made it to the pod of merfolk, with Adra Savarna holding onto his shoulders on his back. He swam around the merfolk, waving his tail up and down as he glided along, until he assumed his place, at the right side of a round gap of the group. Savarna looked around, climbing up to Merrick's head, until she suddenly swam o...
"You're gay, aren't you?" It wasn't a question; it was a matter-of-fact statement. I wasn't sure what to say, so I answered with a question: "Are you?" "I asked you first," Art replied. He grinned at me, as if he knew. For as long as I have known him, he was incredibly perceptive. I sat on the couch opposite him admiring his beauty. He was fairly tall...
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Once again I would love to know what you guys think. The last story ended with Terry getting knocked out. Enjoy, CassieJo ************* I woke up to my throbbing head hitting the headboard on Blake's huge, king sized bed. "Oww," I tried to scream. However, the ball gag in my mouth made it sound like a moan. I realized why it kept hitting the headboard on...
We sat around the dining table like a klatch of eclectic, existentialist wannabes. I laughed to myself as I looked from one to the other. Isadora sat at the head of the table. She changed from earlier, and tonight she was dressed in a rainbow assortment of veils-- 50 possibly, or maybe 200-- she was an elephantine woman after all. To my right was Hec, dres...
All usual disclaimers apply. Thank you everyone for the kind comments you have sent regarding the Novak series. This will be the third and final installment of the Novak series. I have had an awesome time writing about Jason and Novak and I hope you continue to have fun reading about them. **Spoiler Alert** I have gotten a lot of requests for Novak to penet...
He stood outside the Krispy Kreme, looking in, pale and slender. I'd say, pale, slender and beautiful, but when I first saw him, his face was pressed up against the glass of the storefront and I was approaching from the parking lot. An uncomfortable stirring began in my stomach, not for the coffee and doughnuts for sale in side, but for the touch of the you...