Note: Some violent non-consensual sex. Kudos to ThatEditorGuy for giving this story a much needed assist! ========================= Basic Tactics wrapped up without a hitch. During class, Janetta Tlacotli continued to ignore me, but now that I knew her reason, it didn't bother me so much. I looked at her as discreetly as I could, taking in her beauty. Tho...
Chapter 1 Reaching moon-fall Year 20 R (Republic, Imperial date 7961 E) It took longer than I estimated to reach moon-fall. I planned it out at just over 14 terranhours from start to finish with five fairly cautious jumps through what was clearly a complicated planetary system -- never good to leap into uncharted space without knowing exactly what you ar...
Chapter Four. She'd left a clean house -- bedrooms, kitchen, and living room. She'd put everything in its proper place, the dishwasher filled with clean glassware and cups and plates, the dryer with clean laundry. He had no memory of her doing this; he must have fallen asleep after gushing down her throat, right there on the sofa. Or he must have fainted fr...
This story is a continuation of I'm Dating Our Mailgirl. The 1st 3 chapters of that story should be read first for context. All characters are 18 or older and are completely fictitious as is Seahawk Industries. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental and unintentional. PLANNING FOR THE WEEKEND The next four days until the Halloween...
Many thanks to BlackRandl1958, GeorgeAnderson, Todd172 and Bebop3. * "Good morning, my darling." His voice woke me in in that insufferably cheery way. The bastard. "Sleepy again? Don't worry, I've made you a nice, strong cup of coffee. Just the way you like it." Asshole. "Fresh orange juice." I hated him. "Fresh Croissants. They are still warm."...
*** Sarkopheros Says: Whoops! Looks like I wrote a Brod over twice the size of the ones I've been doing lately. This one has swollen larger than any Brod before it, with an impressive length of over 10,000 words. 10,381 to be exact. You really don't have to read the previous stories in the arc for this one to make sense, but it does help. The reason there...
Scott King had retired from his life as a Marine Corps engineering officer at the age of 42. Really, the movies and media made a military career seem a lot more exciting than it really was and, for the most part, he'd come out of it with just a few scars from his point of view. Well, okay, he also lost an eye and had it replaced with a milky fake. Also, it...
This story is meant to make you think, to be "speculative with enterprise" in no way does it condone the avarice depredations it brings light to; but proposes the true cause for such sorrows. In a way it is a trumped of sedition against the moral cause of decay. As a deep personal note I see nothing distasteful about sex with a corpse. It is not something th...
Copyright 2003, 2004 hammingbyrd7 "Are you sure you girls are going to be all right? Your dad and I never left you alone for a whole week before..." Jill and her twin sister Jamie looked up at their mom. They both knew that the worried look of their mom wasn't serious, that their parents were already packed, and would be heading to the airport in less than...
MU2 wasn't certain how often she orgasmed, her body floating in blackness. White noise filled the small chamber, reinforcing deep truths her subconscious already knew. She was a cow. She would produce more milk and increase her production. At some point the pleasure ceased and she drifted off to sleep, the machinery automatically detaching itself. She drea...