This story was my first try at the dark future genre. With the nomination of THE RUN for a year end award, there has been renewed interest in that story as well as requests for more. This story introduces several of the minor characters and expands upon the world. It isn't necessary to have read The Run to enjoy this story, but if you have, it will give you...
Please leave comments for me. Thank you! (Diolch.) ***** "Come on!" Tashka yelled, leaning back in the saddle to grimace at Pava. Jewel leapt into the gallop down the winding road to the rambling old grey castle set like an untidy bird's nest above Sietter town in the hills. Pava grinned and nudged Star into a canter. His eyes were wary coming down the fa...
"Happy Birthday Derek!" Derek Ryan's blue eyes sparkled with merriment as a pair of busty blondes in tight white tank tops carried a large chocolate frosted cake topped with twenty-four blue candles over to the table he was currently sitting at. It was a good choice to celebrate his birthday in New York. His family was here and would be joining him tomorr...
Hi! I'm Wendy Bradley. In Community Service I told how I met Peter O'Neill, how his enthusiasm for his work consumed me and I became an important team member, despite my not ever having taken charge of anything, but my journalist work. Under Peter's influence and guidance I became a new person. During the project's life I developed the third member of our te...
My wife Jennie and I live a very full, sexually active life. We began swinging and played in the bdsm realm and it eventually morphed into cuckolding. Our friends and family have no idea how depraved we are. We appear to be a loving couple who are crazy for each other. This is actually true. I became a cuckold when it was obvious that Jennie wasn't quite get...
I loved my early morning runs, not the one on the treadmill that will happen later, no, these early mornings just before the sun comes up. A slight chill in the air, the only sound was coming from the birds and my feet hitting the concrete. I loved the feeling of being alone, just me, and the birds. I never wore any of my earbuds or listened to any music o...
Yvonne finished up with her last client at six in the evening, and then stayed behind and wrote her progress notes concerning the counseling session. When she was done twenty minutes later, she left the clinic and biked to her apartment near Lake Merritt. After taking a shower, she wrote some more client notes for the people she saw during the past week. E...
She wished Phillip paid a little more attention. After all, they had been married long enough for him to remember a simple thing like her birthday. None of her staff had remembered either, although if she were honest that was mostly by design. She had carefully cultured a professional distance in her role as manageress. Friendly, with an open door but very p...
This is the third part of a series of stories about Bill and Kate. I suggest you read the first two before proceeding, although it isn't completely necessary. I awoke to find Kate draped over half my body, eyes open and smiling. "Good morning, honey," Kate whispered. Pulling her tight against me with one arm, I replied, "Yes it is. A very good morning."...
It's dark, smells like beer, the floor is sticky. I only just got here, but I'm regretting the decision. My two friends are sitting in a corner judging the drunk people. I get closer to them so I can hear their bantering. A piece of my long hair catches on someone's shirt as I closely pass by. I look back to see the stranger and recognize him as a friend of...