Chapter 1 2050 Southwest state of fear and lust The skies opened, a dark veil of heavy rain turned the hot pavement into a steam bed in the late summer heat of the suburban mall. Nina scampered to her beat up Toyota gas electric hybrid at the far end of the parking lot and threw the bags of clothing and perfumes into the rear seat. Rivulets of water stre...
Nina's story started out like so many other young up-and-coming, promising wanna-be's. She had done well at school, top of her class in drama. Even had private acting lessons paid for by her rich daddy. But at the age of 23 she naively expected to be able to just walk into an acting career. Coming from a family with money had its perks; daddy dearest had co...
Slumped half-asleep at her desk Nina wasn't even pretending to listen to the teacher anymore, when in real life was she ever going to use any of this rubbish they were trying to teach her? Chewing on the end of her pen She rested her head on the window next to her while she looked out across the classroom, smiling slightly as she realised just how bored ev...
"Does it still hurt?" Nina asked. Liz fingered the purple-blue bruise above her cheekbone. She glanced back at Nina in the mirror and tried not to scoff at her new teammate's concern. This massive shiner was all her fault and she didn't even realise. Too wrapped up in the impossible glossiness of Nina's legs, Liz hadn't seen the ball coming. It was a powerf...
The alarm clock woke me with a start, it had been a restless night. I struggled to the bathroom and turned on the shower and began to brush my teeth, as I looked at myself in the mirror. I was a good looking woman, at 34 years old, at I had kept myself in reasonably good shape. Long brown hair to my shoulders, nice pert tits with warm colored aureoles, flat...
"Shit." Nina swore to herself, glancing at the clock. Did that clock read 11:30? And the video was due back at Blockbuster by noon. Damn. Bruce Willis was good but not good enough to pay for another night. She grabbed a pair of jeans and pulled them over shapely hips, donning a wrinkled white formfitting t-shirt that offered a stark contrast to her dark choc...
"Let me see, let me see," said the receptionist. "Is your hearing scheduled for next week?" "No, I have a meeting with Ms. Alvarez scheduled for 4:30," I said. Rain beat against the ninth-floor window of the Pike Street immigration lawyer's office in downtown Seattle. "Oh, of course, I'm sorry," said the receptionist. "I'll page her now." She picked up the...
This is initially a stroke story although the sex is exclusively girl sex. Romance between a man and a woman? Of a sort...sure. There is a lot more...a plan...a plot...executed perfectly. "Your birthday is coming up. You certainly don't need anything; you have all the toys a man could possibly desire." "Including you?" "Especially me. And you've had me i...
These are my recollections, as I've put them down on paper. I'm Nina Mercado, a former stripper and porn actress from Vegas who decided to make a better life for myself. I was born in the southwestern part of Texas and my family migrated north to Dallas where I went to school. I've always been an attractive woman and with my Native American dark hair and bro...
Chapter Eighteen (Monday 7th June 2010) Mary Rose wasn't answering calls tonight because she was in her trendy local wine bar, and in there mobiles were verboten. At the time it was a "London thing". Not that she'd anticipated being there and being incommunicado. Although she was by no means a stranger in that bar, her visits were relatively rare. If it ha...