"All I'm saying is you should have known better, that all." With a sigh, I nodded my head at the truth of that even though I was already tired of hearing James bitch and bemoan. It's not like this was completely my fault. "I mean really, Allen ... what were the odd it was going to be what the girls said it was?" he continued. "James, put a cork in it alre...
"Well you better come back in," Amy said practically. She tugged on my arm and I backed up into the house. Which was a good thing, because I probably would have stood out on that porch with my mouth hanging open until I was an ice statue myself. "I'll call a taxi," I said idiotically, as if any cab driver in his right mind, and yes, even the majority who...
ACT THREE CONTENT WARNING & DISCLAIMER This is the third of five Acts of a novella that is not as romantic as its title might suggest. This particular Act contains descriptions of bodily functions and unpleasant foods. If such fetishes are not 'your thing', please scroll straight down to the part labelled 'Section Two' near the bottom of this page. ACT II...
Please do not look on this as anything, but the tongue-in-cheek story that it is. This story is based on a RPG (Role-Playing Game for the uninitiated) called 'Space Quest', by Paul Hume and George Nyhen and produced by Tyr Gamemakers Ltd. I believe I have the only copy that sold. This game system has the best solar system generator that I have ever seen. My...
August 1916 Return to the Fold The RE8 was steady at 10,000 feet above the front. Phillip stood in the rear cockpit and scanned the skies for any sign of enemy aircraft. He had been back on the squadron for four days and this was his eleventh patrol. The Huns seemed to have more and more Albatros D IIs in the area now and 14 Squadron had been among the firs...
Author's note: this story is, of course, pure fantasy. I don't know if there's a device such as an EEZI zapper, but if there is there's no way the "hero" could be this stoic. Well, I don't think so. * I became a film publicist, that's how I got into – well, I was going to say a real mess, but on second thoughts ... Hi, my name's Tony Drum, I'm 36-years-o...
We had been married for about five years. My wife, Julie, was a small, lively brunette, with a body that, whilst cuddly, was still very shapely. It wasn't just her body that men found attractive, I knew. It was something about her personality. She was one of those women who could walk into a room and all the men would notice her – and wonder why, and all the...
Disclaimer All persons or entities appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real people, living or dead, or entities, existing or previously existing, is entirely coincidental. Lisa flicked through Marcia's personal file as she sat in front of the security monitoring station at the mall. Marcia was nearly 30 years old and was separated f...
Disclaimer All persons or entities appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real people, living or dead, or entities, existing or previously existing, is entirely coincidental. "Hello, WC Auto Service, how may we help you?" "I need to get a service done on my Toyota Corolla" said Lisa. "Can you do it in my driveway this Saturday at 11...
The story so far: Three British agents, in response to intelligence reports, are sent to Sydney to keep a watching brief over the Commonwealth Heads Of Government Meeting's regional meeting. They have teamed up with local Journalist Russell French and his new girlfriend, Model Jenny Peters, to try to identify the bad guys. As Russell and Jenny's relationship...