To the reader: This is my first attempt at writing. If you like it that would encourage me to write more. If you don't, then I'll just continue writing software. Either way I would appreciate your comments. PART 1 -- Opening Pandora's Box Sunday, October 3, 2010 "Hon, just have a great time and don't worry about me. I've got plenty to do around here. I ca...
Note from the author: Hi again everyone. I thought I would give storytelling one more try. Back with a contemporary setting this time, using some adapted memories from my youth. I hope you all have a good read. **** CVPH Plastic Surgery, Reconstructive & Hand Surgery **** "All right, Noel, enough showing off... it's obvious your left hand has fully regaine...
Author's Note: Sorry it's took so long for this part. I'm coming to the end of this part of the story, more or less, so I'm trying to figure out how to end it so it flows into the next part of the story. I'll do another part so that it segues into the new one, and it'll more than likely be about the arrival of another species and/ or the other new town. How...
John hadn't intended to fall asleep, but with Helene's soft warm body cuddled up against him, he soon found himself drifting off into a soothing slumber. Instead of the blackness of unconsciousness, he found himself gazing up at glorious blue skies, the sight that greeted him every night since Alyssa had created her personal subplane. Lying down in the field...
Trent followed me upstairs and into our bedroom. "Do you believe this place?" He asked looking around the bedroom. "No, I have been here more than a week and I am still in shock that they got us such a large place." "It is going to take me a while to get used to it as well. At least I am going to be working out of the LA office for the next little while...
Dave returned to the camp in the early hours of Boxing Day. The camp was quiet, Ruby the only one moving as she bent over the open fire cooking crabs. He stopped to admire her tiny black body. What a difference clothes can make, he thought, as he studied her with her feet bare in her day to day gear of denim shorts and shirt. “My god Ruby you looked horny...
I tried really hard to find new players - male players - for the bridge club. There was one guy who worked with me, named Pete, who admitted that he used to play. I invited him out for a beer after work, in order to check him out a bit. It wouldn't do to invite a psycho, or a social reject. Pete was a little shy, and a bit of a nerd (not that there's anyth...
Mum came back from her singing thing in Scotland, just as I was leaving for my driving lesson. I had a week before my test so I had a few extra lessons lined up. When I got home she and Andrew were arguing again. I went to see Maria, but her mum said she was out, and I couldn't get her on her mobile either. Lucy was going to some baby class thing, Jackie was...
Since he was 12 David Whipple had kept a journal of each day's activities. He sometimes missed days, as much as two weeks, and sometimes filled in nothing but a date with no content, but he often filled in gaps and always kept it up. He had filled almost two dozen composition books and a couple of thicker hard bound blank books he had received as gifts. Ext...
"Does Abby let you take her picture?" Kelsey was sprawled on her bed, face down. Richie was in close, clicking away at his camera's shutter, capturing close-ups, artistic nudes he was hoping to use for his photography class at school. "You mean...like this?" he asked. "No." "Have you asked her?" "No." Richie was working an angle he liked, a nearly abstr...