Edited by Techsan. Thanks Ed. All characters are fictional. Any resemblances to persons living or dead are coincidental. I try to make my characters just slightly more real by giving them thoughts and opinions. Kindly don't trash my score because you disagree with a fictional character. If you want standard cardboard characters and plots, skip to another st...
All names, places and events in this story are entirely fictitious and any resemblance to persons living or dead is totally coincidental. This story is a humorous fantasy, written some years back and with some references to certain women's names which may mean something to the Clintonic era of scandal archivists. * So these three kings arrived at this une...
May 2019 As the godmother of her friend Anna's first child, Connor or "Lil Con" for short, Jean, who also served as Anna's bridesmaid, enjoyed the honor of being the first of her friends to meet the new arrival. When Terry, Anna's husband and Lil Con's dad, answered the door, Jean still did a double take—even though Terry lost all his hair 9 months ago. As...
The Sophomore class of Ancient Cultures at the University of Göttingen has just about 54 students. As a small class, they all know each other and have good interpersonal relationships. It was the day of the first assessment test in the summer semester, and Dr Patrick was standing tall at the front of the class. "You have just 40 minutes for this test. An...
The trio lay cuddled up together comfortably in bed. John and Alyssa were both greatly relieved that Calara had taken their surprising revelation so well. "There is one thing though..." Calara said tentatively after a few moments. "What is it Calara?" John asked, his voice tinged with concern. "I still haven't seen the bridge yet! I'm not going to be much...
Traffic was backed up. Giving him time to think. Didn't really want to argue with January anymore. Nothing more to be said. Just thinking. Flipping through radio stations. A perky female announcer remarked on the latest government shutdown, he'd never paid much attention to politics before. But now? He brushed a strand of his long, raven-dark hair away from...
George Appplewhite lay on his sheet, on his metal framed bed with its chipped cream paint. Outside the Gangetic plain offered up its steamy heat and its swill and ordure. The ceiling fan droned and creaked, stirring the sluggish air. This was his junior teacher's bedroom- hardly bigger than a closet- where he had slept since his arrival in India to teach at...
** A return to my days as a purveyor of quick, dirty smut, on behalf of a paying client, be warned! Smut ahead!!** Second Audition A Bodyshifter's Universe Story by: XXXecil for Hire PROLOGUE With invisible hands the wind caressed the billowing folds of the flowing skirt of fire engine red as it hugged the curves of the scintillating beauty. Ye...
It took a while to get this section written. It may sound weird, but it's easy to write quick action, it's more difficult to write through a slow point. I have chunks of the rest of the story written (from when they got stuck in my head), so it's all about connecting the pieces. It's not over yet! As per usual, all feedback is welcome! Thanks for reading,...
SUNDAY JUNE 24th The short flight between BWI and Newark brought me in late afternoon and I rode the monorail and train into the city. I was feeling nervous, but looking forward to seeing Ali again. It had been five long days since she returned to New York without me. Five days when I missed her more than I believed possible. Five days when I had thought ha...