Eric looked down at the words he had just typed: "I found what I think is the secret chemical equation in the pathogen. I am trying to think of a way to reverse it, but the idea seems to beyond my reach. What is haunting, is this nagging sense that I once was smart enough to do this, but that each passing day, the answer becomes more elusive." Just below...
A Word to the Wise... An oral history. A cautionary tale shared around a village campfire late at night. As rendered by a white-haired old man in the midst of young, black-haired warriors who listen respectfully, even if not convinced of the veracity of the story... Why we don't go over to that island. Anywhere except to THAT island... What we saw, when o...
I was having a dream. A girl was sucking my cock deeply. Taking her time to enjoy the feel of me in her mouth and savouring the taste of my precum as I became excited. My erection was close to reaching its peak and I could feel the start of an orgasm building as she sucked and licked on my hard penis. I could feel her soft hair brushing across my pelvis and...
The first time I was ever tied up occurred right after I graduated college and moved into an apartment. The day I moved in, my new next door neighbors were happy to introduce themselves. Katherine and Katie were two married women around the age, of, let's say a little under thirty-five. They invited me in for coffee, and while I really was just planning on r...
Ch. 06: The real fun begins. Author's note: Chapters 3-5 have EDITED!! You need to re-read them as they're in the "proper" length this time to lead to this chapter. The progression of this story has been somewhat of a disaster when it was first published. The chapters were just waaaaaaay too short; I didn't know they were going to be published so far apart...
8th December 1980, a day that will remain etched in my brain for all of eternity. That was the day my one true love, my Idol, and my Hero. Died. He was shot outside the Dakota, in Manhattan, as I gazed down from the window and waved him bye, he stopped to sign an autograph from a bystander who shot him dead. The image will remain with me, for as long as I...
The heels of Carl's Cole-Hahn shoes clicked with a surprising resonance off the walkway as he approached the front porch steps of this house he had not visited in 25 years. The city's elite and powerful had long since migrated to country estates and inner-city lofts leaving the neighborhood to the upper middle class and those who had planned their retirement...
Fox News Interviews and Questions The Fox crew were in Iowa for their interviews and question. Once completed, Martha McCallum and Bill Hemmer headed up to Martha's room. She made the excuse about changing her outfit after the undercard debate. Bill took a seat on the sofa in her suite as she went into her bedroom to change. After a minute or so Martha...
Author's Note: An accident shrinks a thirty five year old man to just over three feet tall. *** In the next hour or so the uniformed police left in their squads and then they were followed out of the building by a half dozen people, including Ms. Joyce. I would recognize her from almost any distance by her height and the way she stands. Her father, Paul Jo...
************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan January 2015 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. Note: Althoug...