The dropship was... ugly, Roy decided, watching the screen that was mounted onto the bulkhead next to the boarding bay. The walls of the bay were a bright, pristine white. Tami and Kyo were clad in the same gray protective suit that he was wearing. The clothing felt strangely restrictive on his skin after all this time. The screen showed the dropship as it...
Along the High Street of Norwich there is a small book shop, not one such as W.H.Smith or Waterstone's, but more of the kind that they used to be when they first started out. It only has a small frontage and caters for the more astute connoisseur of first editions and those hard to find tomes of obscure writers as well as providing the service of finding out...
Chapter 21 -- A New Normal "I can't get over how 'normal' you all appear to be," Joyce exclaimed after Alice, Julie, and Dave had responded to her various questions for the past half-hour about their life and marriage. Dave wondered about her excessive curiosity. There was more there than simple prurient interest. Dave teased, "Despite?" Joyce nodded and...
Chapter 16 -- Unexpected Growth Alice slept in one of the plush leather seats from the time she got into Owen's sleek corporate jet until the plane touched down at SRQ -- Sarasota's main airport. The men were a little groggy, too. The four men had kept her company all night long, until early this morning when Ken had to head back to the airport and the 737...
Chapter 4 - Conclusion At the beginning, a break-up is almost like a relief. It feels good to be able to sever and excise those connections that have become diseased and gangrenous and have started choking you and kept you from breathing. A new honesty enters your dealings with your former lover, a new ease and openness, and there's almost a kind of deliriu...
My wish is granted. "Just the vibrators first, Emma." HE plugs the dialled boxes, attached to the wires trailing from between my splayed legs, into a pair of wall-sockets and . . . ("JUST the vibrators. I do not understand.") . . . twists the left-most dials on the boxes half a turn. The imitation cocks start to buzz and shake in my well-stuffed holes....
At The Garret Manor On A Dark And Stormy Night: "I'm severing all blood ties with my nephew..." "Mr. Garret. Is that what you really want to do, Sir?" "Lands, I hired you as a lawyer, so do some goddamned lawyering and quit asking stupid questions!" "Yes Sir. I'm sorry, Sir." The flames crackled and danced in the huge fireplace of Garret Manor, casting...
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When Barbara woke up she assumed it would be a day pretty much like every other day. It was a Wednesday, the middle of the work week. Where most people tend to say they hate Mondays it was always Wednesdays that Barbara liked the least. It seemed somehow unfair to her that after busting her butt for two days she still had three more days to go. Mondays were...
SOMETIMES, DYING IS EASIER...... TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 13, 2005 My name is Bill Maitland. I'm an Assistant State Attorney in the Jacksonville State Attorney's Office. Unofficially I'm the chief prosecutor which means that although in an organizational chart there are two other SAs at my level, in reality I'm the number one guy under the Big Man, State Attorne...