WARNING: will contain MENTIONS of psychological/physical torture, but nothing intense or gory at all. Summary: An espionage universe where the bad spy gets caught by the good spy; Clyde endures punishment during his imprisonment, slowly losing his mind to his interrogator, Vanta. ***** There's a thick darkness that coils his mind, obscuring his senses...
A guy and a girl share a studio apartment. I'd been apartment hunting in a half-hearted way for a couple of weeks without any luck. So now I had to go at it more seriously. I took the afternoon off and looked at five places. The last one was only a studio, but it was in a pretty good location, just three blocks from work. A girl had come to see it too, and...
The usual comments are placed here for all you people that should not be reading this stuff. This story contains elements of a sexual nature. Please take the time to read through the 'so-called' boring parts, as the story builds slowly, but I think it will be worth it. Whilst I am in fact a teacher in a primary school in Asia, the rest is purely fiction. If...
"The strongest guard is placed at the gateway to nothing."-F Scott Fitzgerald, "Tender Is the Night" *** Rosemary recognized the woman as soon as she came into the campus café, but she didn't say anything. She was too amazed. And then, even more amazing, the woman walked right up to Rosemary's table, slid her sunglasses down, and said, "You're Rosemary Ho...
Chapter Twelve: Rialtige The next morning came all too soon if you ask me. I was quite content to hold Jealile late into the morning but yet we knew that we had to get moving. The day would not wait for anyone and the road was calling us ever onward towards Kincaid. The sun was up and climbing ever higher by the time we were ready for the road. As you can i...
Claire was reluctant to get out of the cab, even after she'd checked the address on the door against what Eric had written on the card in her hand. The place wasn't what she'd expected, not a trendy boutique or high-fashion shop at all. It was deliberately, almost negligently understated, totally bare of any advertising among the exclusive little restaurants...
Foreword There is not much sex in this story, but it is very much in the loving wives tradition. Actually, unlike many stories in this category, it's about a loving wife, although you may beg to disagree. If it's not for you, move on. My thanks are to the long-dead Chekhov, who wrote a great short story called The Duel. One: Bad news day Stan breathed ou...
Chapter One Tom's heart started beating faster when he heard Jessica's footsteps coming up the front walk. The click of her boots was unmistakable. Jessica had recently started wearing knee-high black leather boots and when Tom first saw them on her he had been surprised and amused seeing them on his normally straight-laced and conservative wife. Knowing wh...
Tammy awoke to find Connor sitting on a chair in the bedroom, watching her. It startled her for a moment before she saw the compassion in his eyes. She wondered what he was thinking. Tammy hoped to start the morning in a better frame of mind than she had ended the evening. "Good morning grumpy." Connor gave a half-laugh. "Good morning. I'd have made you b...
Author's Note: FINALLY! The last chapter. It took long enough. Thanks for hanging around and being so patient. You guys rock my world! Sienna H. ******** Eight years ago; Surrey, England: "Dammit, Derek I just tripped over another one of these stupid things!" Sixteen-year-old Derek smiled slyly at his older brother, who was currently glaring in his dire...