Philip Johnson Chapter One Her phone rang and when it's picked up I say, "Hi Jennie, it's Alex. "Alex, how are you?" "Almost as good as I'm likely to get. I called to see if you would like to spend the afternoon with me and since its July and hotter than hell, I thought we could rent a pontoon boat, have a picnic and maybe take a swim in the lake?" "...
Chapter 25 -- Harbingers of Things to Come On the first Tuesday in May when Dave got home from work, a beaming Bobbie met him at the door from his home into the core. He was coming for drinks and dinner. Alice was right behind him. "I'm so glad to see you both," she said in a bright voice. "Maddy had her baby this afternoon. Thank you daddy. You are now th...
3. Spring Throughout January and February, Harold continued to write to Jenny at least once a week. Whenever a letter arrived, she felt a little pang of longing for her old life, and a little more guilt at having to be so deliberately vague about her circumstances. Every time she read of his conventional, decent life back in York, she felt torn, knowing tha...
Addison nervously paces back and forth behind the couch as Alex and Mr. Voss sit watching a news report out of Senegal. "Intense fighting continues in the region as the Senegalese military looks to reassert its control over the outlying provinces that General Ballo took over during his attempted coup. The U. S. state department is urging any American citiz...
House Sorena – Chapter 2 Part 2 Sisters – Part 2 A Tale from Skyra by T. J. Skywind Note: Only a little sex in this one. Dayanna and Beri are both twenty. Location: Sargossa, eastern member of Northumbrian Confederacy, northern Anzac Date: May 2007 * * * * * "I said I'd go with you, Dayanna." Just off her patrol shift and tired, Beri stretched in her...
As recently as November 2018 a most erudite young woman wrote extensively in one of our top tabloids and among her comments the following useful thoughts about men, women and life: "The mainstreaming of feminism (and online surveillance thereof) has made many women I know - and myself - anxious about conforming to stereotypes, lest we perpetuate the same c...
This is my entry for the 2020 On the Job contest. Please enjoy. + Jamie Menks trudged through the pouring sleet, the collar of his uniform jacket pulled high up against his ears in a failing attempt to keep warm. Both feet were wet and he had little doubt that he would remain soaked and cold for his entire shift. You picked a really crappy day to walk to...
Last year's Geek Event led me to some of my favorite characters, and I'm pleased ChloeTzang took on this year's event. Chronologically, this story falls some hundreds or, perhaps, thousands of years before the events of the "Dry, No Lube" stories, and in turn some hundreds or, perhaps, thousands of years from now. Thanks again to Chloe, and thanks to you fo...
Huginn's Yule or, How the Jólfaðr Came Calling on Yuletide Eve * © 2019 Chloe Tzang. All rights reserved. The author asserts her right to be identified as the author of this story. This story or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the use of brief quotat...
The Paul & Jenny Stories Pt. 09: Cruising Up the Nile Chapter 1. Jenny, Linda and myself flew from Cyprus to Cairo on the Wednesday afternoon. Rose and Sharon had left the previous day with Rose's parents. I think the authorities were glad to see the back of us. The Egyptian authorities on the other hand were only too pleased to see us. We were invited to...