Edited by Sherry November-10-2009 Please let me know if you like the story so far. By leaving a comment or sending me a message. DISCLAIMER: This story is copyright © 2009 by Christian G. Kay. This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or...
(This story has an element of near-incest, but is not the focus of the story. MST) * A slammed door ended the argument. The cold, suffocating silence of the house confirmed it was over as well. My daughter, Kesha had just left home saying she would rather live on the streets than live under my roof. Feeling as if my legs could not support me, I stumble...
Chapter one I checked the address again on the last text that she sent to me. "1231 Kaysin Street. B there @ 11:30. Don't B late. Ask 4 CherylS @ the desk." I checked my watch. It was 11:25. The building was non-descript. It was just a large white box with a covered driveway in the front. A small painted sign hung from the awning that said "Circus" with a...
Welcome everyone to the first chapter of the crew of the Colonial Union Starship, USS SPITFIRE. Spitfire is a Intrepid Class Frigate, which is armed and fast for a small ship in a video game called, PULSAR: LOST COLONY. I have been playing this game quite regularly and I've become so interested in the game because of all the things you can do in the game, th...
The weeks of cyber-domination were at an end. Tom nervously drove along the highway out by the airport, looking for the Runway Motel. He was startled every time he caught a glimpse of the woman in makeup staring back at him from the rear-view mirror. As 'tammi', he had been dressing en fem and wearing makeup for years, but today marked the very first time he...
Third Date It's a date. In fact, our third date. We met online, the modern dating method of finding compatibility. Turns out that we both live in the same city; San Francisco, city by the bay. Cold winters, even colder summers. The fog envelops the city, keeping it cool in the Summer. In Winter, the jet stream brings cold air and bad weather down from Ala...
I was a student visiting Munich, spending the morning at the art museum to get out of the blistering heat. I was wearing my jeans and red blouse with the buttons down the front; not the best attire for the hot weather but all my shorts and t-shirts were being dry cleaned. The heat just hit me as I stepped outside. Within a few minutes I felt sweaty and unc...
He awakened in a strange place. Still clad in his green striped pajamas, he was asleep on a bare floor in a small room lit starkly from every direction. Sitting up, he looked around without comprehension of how big the room was. His body was still tired, but the adrenaline of finding himself in a strange place was rebooting his body more quickly than usual i...
Author's note: This is my first submission and I've got a bit of stage fright. I'm posting three chapters of what I hope will be a long story. Because my story stretches the imagination a bit, I'm uncertain about what tags might be misleading. I enjoyed writing about Art's adventures and I hope you enjoy reading about them. I appreciate all comments: good,...
A Young Widow Sheds Her Sexual Repression Alex dreaded the red eye flight back to LAX. The short but emotionally draining stay with her in laws was trying, leaving her more depressed than when she arrived. After ten years of marital bliss, Tom had passed away, snatched from her by an unforgiving bout with cancer. A dark cloud hung over the three-day reunion...