I gazed into the dressing room mirror as I sat contemplating applying my stage makeup. Looking past my own image, I viewed the androgynously beautiful face of Kim, chin perched on my shoulder. All of my senses went on alert as Kim's fingernails scraped down the side of my bare torso, firm buds of breasts pressed into my shoulder blades. "Relax. Go with it....
May you enjoy this ST fanfic, and please do leave feedback. Kindly respect the copyright, thank you. I laboured for hours to write it. * I was born on February 14, 1967. I am human on my mother's side. My dad is a Vulcan. Growing up in Chicago, I did look a little different from the other kids. Luckily in the city there are humans of all different colors,...
This story continues the tale of how Charlotte in Cambodia on a college alumni tour purchased an ivory dildo about which she has become very enthusiastic. See "Charlotte's Ivory Pleasure." After a long airplane flight, Charlotte was soon at home with her new find of the Cambodian ivory dildo. She used it several times with similar, if less dramatic, succ...
Our eyes met across the murky bar, flickered and he disappeared. We'd come here to the sleaziest bar in Kensington to party. My parents thought we were having my birthday sleepover at Connie's and the boys' parents thought they were at Jason's. My eighteenth birthday present from Jake had been a fake ID, I was a sophomore at Colorado U. So here we were, at a...
Jiri loved art; Jiri loved museums; and Jiri loved history. He didn't have much time for people, so he spent his days travelling, gorging himself on all the world had to offer. He had seen the large collections of Europe and in the United States long ago, and now spent his time searching small towns to find some piece or other that he had heard about in his...
"Ok. Don't worry, just relax," Amy thought to herself in her parked car, her hands still on the wheel. "Everyone's nervous at reunions." After a final glance at her reflection in the rearview mirror, she unbuckled her seatbelt and took a steadying breath, and stepped out into the evening air. She walked towards the school she'd graduated from 10 years earli...
Celebrity Space Camp I: The Ties That Bynes For the life of me, I cannot remember the last time I went about my day without a nutritious breakfast in my stomach. It seemed sacrilegious—downright criminal perhaps—but on June 19th, 2006, I had very good reason to skip out on the most important meal of the day. By orders of Senior Aeronautical Commandeer Henry...
A cool draft blew back Leslie's black, shoulder length hair as she walked down the dark tunnel. She pointed her flashlight ahead, anxiety furrowing her brow. She had been wandering through a labyrinth maze of tunnels and abandoned subway stations for the past couple of days, lost and disoriented, and was hoping she could find her way back to the surface. The...
My name is Steve and I am a time traveller. Sounds like something an obtuse person would say, right? Well, I'm not dim-witted and I am telling the truth. I am a time traveller. I don't travel through time because I necessarily want to, or because I'm searching for something; I travel because I must, because I cannot help it. Believe me, I'd much rather stic...
Dax Drwen stared at the console. He ran his fingers nervously through his shoulder length fuchsia hair. His silver eyes traversed the room as his mind warred with itself. This tiny ship housed all that remained of his kind. Him, his brothers and few dozen refuges from the war and disease that had virtually annihilated their race. It was their own fault, of c...