Antes de empezar un aviso, esta historia no promueve ninguna actitud, acción o conducta que pueda resultar perjudicial para el usuario, se recomienda encarecidamente NO realizar ninguna de las actividades mencionadas en esta historia. En caso de querer recrear algo de lo leído la responsabilidad será únicamente del lector, fuera de eso me gustaría recalcar q...
Chapter 5 Maybe You'll Miss Me When I'm Gone The next day at school felt like an eternity for Chris. All he could think about were the visions Shyra had showed him. He had always been considered weird, and people thought of him as a freak, but he knew better. He was about to save the world. In his mind, he was the ultimate galactic defender. He ignored the...
Connor was having that dream again. When he entered his apartment, she was bent over the dining room table, naked and waiting for him. Her arousal was apparent and she was giving him the sexiest grin. Opening his eyes, he groaned. The sky outside was overcast, yet the room seemed too bright. When he tried to sit up, he was hit with a brick wall, or at leas...
Angie tried to concentrate on her desk, her work, but nothing was registering. Her eyes continued to wander around her office as her mind fuzzed over. She wasn't really sure what was wrong, but she knew that staying at work was out of the question. She knew if her boss came by and saw her staring blankly into space, he would shoot a critical look her way. B...
"This here is Key Largo. One of the busier towns down her in the Keys." "I remember that old song Kokomo by the Beach Boys. It mentions Key Largo." Marjorie Indrabooty giggles tugging at her bikini bottoms while smiling at Martin Houser, their Captain for the day. They were rather twisted and she was fearful of exposure. Noticing Caleb Houser eying her acti...
Chapter 4 When the Dust Settles Who Will Be Left Standing "How did it go?" Alex questioned when Dimitri arrived. "Don't worry about it," Dimitri said. "Let's just go." Alex then telepathically called Shyra for a teleport pickup to travel back home. In the next second, they were engulfed in a flash of light and dematerialized. Dimitri came out of the tel...
A very short, very sad story based on current events, as told in a letter to my friends: Arizona SB 2010: Where reasonable suspicion exists that the person is an alien who is unlawfully present in the United States, a reasonable attempt shall be made, when practicable, to determine the immigration status of the person. Any person who is arrested shall have...
Rayne stood with his feet firmly planted on the deck of his ship the Eclipse. God, how he loved the feel of the ship as it cut through the water and the deck rolled beneath his feet. It was an almost sensual feeling, not unlike that of a mistress as she moved beneath you. Rayne walked over and leaned on the railing and studied the ink-black sky with the spar...
Part I After much gnashing of teeth and pleadings with the boss, I finally got the one media assignment I had always wanted: photographic documentation of the effects of Carnival in Brazil. I strictly wanted this assignment for the travel aspect. In all respects, it was just another job to photograph how people abuse their environment. Pictures like these o...
So there we were, all five of us back again in the bar at the old Hotel Patagonia, sitting at a table under a really useless, squeaking ceiling fan that turned no more than about one revolution per minute. Since there was no air conditioning, we all usually chose cold beer to drink. That's what one does in the tropics -- drink cold beer. The year was 1983,...