"We can rule out pirates," Jena said as she reviewed the list of cargo the casualty collection team had scanned during their search of the cargo bay. Once the atmosphere was determined to be untainted, the boarding team had removed their cumbersome helmets, Jena's floated next to her. "There're no cut-ins on the hull and all the cargo is accounted for, unles...
I was chatting to my friend Mark at the theatre group the following Monday when Chloe and her mum arrived. Chloe and I exchanged meaningful glances, but we didn't speak until the rehearsal was almost over; I was sitting outside on a bench, smoking on my own, when she suddenly appeared next to me. "I just wanted to say I was sorry," Chloe said. "For what?"...
The rehearsal that Monday was hectic. Chloe was walking to the car with her mum to leave by the time I managed to catch up with her. "Chloe!" I called as I saw them leaving. "Oh, hey Harry," Chloe said, turning around and beaming broadly at me. "I'll be in Carol's car," said her mum. "Look, Chloe, I can't make Wednesday this week. It's my birthday. I'm s...
Jane got nervous again on our drive out to the Reddick's home on Saturday evening. Her jitters got all of us a little worried about the evening until Fran became aware of what was going on and called us all on it. "Hey, everyone. I can understand Jane's worries about meeting a new group of people who all want to jump her body ... or she wants to jump theirs,...
A much older man with a much younger woman Surely, you've seen them together, especially at casinos, in restaurants, in bars, and on the beach, much older men with much younger women. With the baby boomers getting older and the top 1% having all the money, it's not a rarity to see much older men with much younger women. No doubt, wishing you could have sex...
Author's note: This is, in all its seven parts and their many chapters, one very, very long story. If long stories bother you, I suggest you read something else. No part of this story is written so as to stand on its own. I strongly suggest that you start with the beginning of Part 1 and read sequentially—giving up at any point you choose, of course....
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
Rex ran his trembling fingers through his hair. His head throbbed. Not from any physical ailment, but from the bombardment of her thoughts and feelings. He was glad that her mental walls had dropped, but the recriminations and self-doubts were almost more than he could stand. He needed to go to her. To hold her and reassure her that none of this was her faul...
I have been waiting sometime now hoping to find an editor for this story. It seems like so many of the editors I try to contact do not respond or cannot get to it within a reasonable time. So, I'm going to submit the story without editing. My readers can be my editors. I would appreciate any comments on spelling, punctuation (especially the use of quotation...
"WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU DOING DOWN THERE!!?" Chuck yelled "Hey, how was I supposed to know I'd be part of some DC scandal?" I yelled back "I've got all the major networks snooping about, Sofia Vergara's agent just ripped me a new one and the boys at the New York office probably will too!" he roared "Jesus Christ!" he yelled as he slammed his fist on the b...