Jon felt her eyes on him. His throat tightened as the vaguely familiar man stepped forward. If only it were that simple. If only he were man enough... "Thank you all for coming today. Some of you know me, know my personal struggles. For others, I may look vaguely familiar. That is part of the curse I have born my whole life. Being the son of a great man is...
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Chapter Twenty One Intrepid - 3755 C.E. It had been a long time since Captain Kerensky last had to squeeze into a space suit. It wasn't really what a captain of a space ship, especially one as large as the Intrepid, was ever expected to do. Why would a captain ever need to go anywhere that wasn't climate-controlled? The last time Nadezhda had put on a spac...
It’s Friday night, and she’s getting out of the taxi. She’s very tired, and longs for a hot bath and her bed. The bath will have to wait. She can’t pour a tub in the middle of the night, the neighbors will complain if she wakes them up. She’s gonna straight to bed. Someone’s using the elevator. Oh, good, here it comes! She checks her reflection in the mirror...
Reading the previous chapters of this story will get you up to date with the story line and people. Strong sexual content. The days past quickly and Fay was busier than ever. There seemed to be no shortage of war injuries involving amputated arms, and legs, on both males and females. Fay's specialty at the VA hospital was teaching arm amputees how to use th...
Nurse Rachet was the school nurse for Milburn High School and had been here for almost 20 years now. Single, never married with no kids of her own. She considered the student body her kids in her mind and became quite close to many over the years. Since she has no children, she retained a nice figure. She biked and hiked regularly, so her thighs remained fi...
GETTING TO AMP II - THE LAST WALK Winter 09 Sunday of the weekend that Nancy had to decide whether she would be an amputee or a woman with a short leg for the rest of her life began much like the day before had ended. She was on the computer with her right leg bound up in simulation of the amputation she had decided to have when Brett sauntered into the stu...
As always, thanks to all who give meaningful feedback. I enjoy emailing with you. Sorry, no sex, just the aftermath. Haitian proverb: Do not insult the alligator until you have crossed the river. + + + + Sometimes you just can't tell whether your luck is good or bad. It was Saturday morning. I backed out of my driveway, headed to Home Depot to pick up so...
Marcy held onto the brass pole like she was making love to it, moving and gyrating about. She was auditioning for Candice, the new owner of the Brass Pole, a gentleman's club. Marcy had worked there for several years, but that was before her left leg was amputated at the hip a few months ago. In the nude, there was no doubt about that or the way her roll of...
When the pain fully registered in her brain, Dani fetched her first-aid-kit and started her examination. The source of the pain where some pretty deep scratches right on the left cheek of her backside. She started to clean the cuts with some antiseptics and yelped with the sting of it. She would have to see a doctor in the morning to make sure she didn't get...