The elevator door opened on gold and gilt and blood. I stepped out, shotgun in hand and looked around the corporate section of Virgil station, my lip curling slightly. I wasn't sure what disgusted me more: The gaudy art-deco designs of the walls, with angelic figures holding aloft the ceiling by upthrust palms, like recreations of Atlas...or the bodies. It l...
As the empire corrodes our individuality and vitality, we continue in our drudgery in the workplace: same stupid catch phrases, different faces masking the same pompous, elitist personalities, the same ludicrous Christmas songs playing in an endless loop dispensing with spirituality and religion for the sake of corporate profits. However, as the same repetit...
This is the continuing story of Taylor and Barbara. ***** CHAPTER 2 Taylor and Barbara met in our last chapter on the street in downtown Richmond. Taylor was going home and Barbara picked him up under the pretense of soliciting a date. He was dressed in drag and didn't know when he looked in the window that Barbara was a woman. He got in and the rest is h...
All That Glitters -- Ch 10 New yachts, new pressures, are things really moving forward? New yachts are delivered, Liramor-23 falls into the sights of a new enemy, will things move in a direction that all want? Because of the amount of abbreviations in this story, I include a glossary: Adm. Admiral, naval rank (see Cmdr.) -- above a captain Capt. Captain...
For Max…this should divert you a bit from your 'action/adventure' mode for a while and give you a great 'hacerse una paja!' Kisses--Mabel Max Rodriguez followed in his father's footsteps and inherited the Management of one of the largest hotel chains in San Juan, Puerto Rico. The Rio Grande Hotel Chain was actually started by his Grandfather, and then his...
Nothing quite like coming home to my lady at the end of a battle-weary day, folks. My name is Alan James Voltaire, A.J. to my friends, and I was born in the City of Cap-Haitien, Haiti, and raised in the City of Montreal, Quebec. My parents James and Marie Voltaire moved with my siblings and I to provincial Quebec in the tumultuous 1980s. I came to the City...
She woke up naked next to Kurt. His dick was crusty with her vaginal secretions, and there was a stain on the bedcover between her legs where his copious semen had seeped out of her pussy. She only now thought that they should've used a condom. But she didn't have any. Besides, she doubted that Kurt had gotten lucky often enough to contract an STD, and at ag...
All That Glitters -- Ch 13 Snooper scoopers. Interplanetary News finds out about the activities of one Senator Andjuran. Because of the amount of abbreviations in this story, I include a glossary: Adm. Admiral, naval rank (see Cmdr.) -- above a captain Capt. Captain, in this series a naval rank -- usually a ship's commander CCO Chief Communications Off...
For me, the Global Financial Crisis probably came along at just the right moment. For most of the 12 months or so leading up to the little mishap at Lehman Brothers, I had been getting steadily more disillusioned, ticking along, doing just enough to make sure that I made my not-inconsiderable bonus, but all the time thinking that there had to be a better wa...
"Hey guys, just hold on to my beer would you, I've got to go pee. I'm so full I'm bursting." A gang of us had come down from the campus to O'Malley's Bar, down on Victoria Road. O'Malley's is one of those bars that caters for a wide range of customers, from us university types, the art school arty kids, and the occasional corporate suit kicking out at the e...