Heavily Illustrated version on request Owen Wallenberg, Professor in the School of History at Nichols College, looked out the window of his office onto the campus as he pondered his marriage. Twelve years, ever since grad school, different majors, but similar interests academically and otherwise. The sex was good, if not great, so Tabby and I convinced us...
Note from the Author: Meant as part of an ongoing series (I hope). I want to send a special thanks to Colleen Thomas. Her work in both The Run, and Voices, helped inspire me to work on some of my own Cyber Punk genre experiences, having been a gamer for fifteen years now. I hope that all will see my sincere attempt at flattery. I also want to thank my editor...
At age 25 Sally was settled in her teaching job and was generally content with her life as a single woman. She'd never describe herself or her life as average and sometimes didn't know if she was blessed or cursed by the body and mindset which set her apart. Most of the time she came down on the side of blessed as she was sure her sex life was better than th...
Many thanks to Nthusiastic for her help in editing, beta reading and making good suggestions! ***** Isonei had fallen asleep to the sound of her Daga telling Hesh about the mound and Aran traditions concerning their dead. She was gently woken sometime later by her Daga squeezing her shoulder. "Hmm?" "We've come to a stop, Isonei." Daga Liadith helped h...
REUNION Hansel Gingersnap stopped before the front door of Grandma Nyx's house. He looked around to make sure nobody could see him as pressed the doorbell . Ever since his sister Gretel disappeared, the onus of making these little check-in visits had fallen on his broad, albeit protesting, shoulders. But he liked to hide his activities at Grandma Nyx's hou...
Mrs Darcy was an imposing woman, beautiful and elegant, but strict and unsmiling. Dark hair and dark eyes. A hint of Irish in her accent at times. I had never met her before, but I recognised her from the TV. She had a recurring role as the vengeful ex-wife of the hero of a long-running period drama. She never smiled there either. She was standing behind me...
Lines. Many lines; all parallel like train tracks. I see five lines in front of me. The one in the center is the brightest thing I've ever seen, glimmering like God in Heaven. Blue lines peak from the darkness separating them from their brilliant center. This reminds me of how cold I am. Blue is associated with water. Blue is unity with cool and refreshing...
Chapter 12 Lisa stared into those eyes that somehow seemed to know her most intimate secrets. Those eyes that both made her heart pound in her chest, as well as, her nipples harden and thighs steam. Those eyes that promised the kind of love she always dreamed about, and those eyes that promised to keep her safe. She wrapped her arms around his head and sta...
28: Regicide "Ok, let's get ready to go," said Katherine as she cast the protection charm on Craig as he began undressing. "Are you ready Katherine?" asked Craig as he finished undressing and dropped to the ground after casting the charm on her. "Yeah, let's get in there," said Katherine. Black stripes appeared all over Craig's body as his skin started t...
The darkness had fallen, descending on my favorite place in the world, Mercy Mental Hospital. Where the orderlies specialized in pain and pleasure, so sweet, that it would make women want to say they were crazy merely to enter. My name is Monica Gerald, the widowed wife of, Dr. Henry Gerald. It is sad to report, that after my illness, he died tied to a tree,...