CHAPTER 1 I never got on with my old man, ever. I blamed him for my parents' break up. It was all his fault. Ma wasn't perfect, of course, and couldn't put up with his obsessive workaholicism and they argued about it constantly. Ma left him briefly a couple of times, she later told me, before she found someone else who lived halfway round the world, and wal...
~~Jack~~ "Promise me ye'll keep this a secret," Fiona said to the two of them. "Azamel's warning wasn't for aw folk to hear. I screwed up." "I hadn't told anyone about this before you brought it up." Laughing, Jack gestured to the darkness ahead of them. "How'd you get us here? One moment I was in a jungle, next I'm walking through dark again, now I'm... i...
This is a work of fiction. Any similarity between characters in this story and any person, living or dead is purely coincidental. I swear. Would I lie??? Apart from the mention of Oggbashan - he's real, and I wrote this pastiche of his "Car Maintenance" story to commemorate his volumes of excellent work, and his humour and guidance on these pages. A side n...
CHAPTER 1: PEST CONTROL "Recruit! Why are there lizards raining from my goddamned vents?" The soldier stood, saluting. "I don't know, Sir!" The Staff Sergeant steadied his wide brimmed hat as a fat reptile fell from the air vent above the mess hall table, bouncing off his head and landing in a gravy boat with a splash. It motored its little legs, trying...
Author's note: G'day all, First of all an apology. I am still in the middle of writing Offspring. So far I have published 70,000 words. I need a bit of a break. Just a few days will do, other things are demanding my attention. To make the wait more bearable I am publishing this story. It is complete and runs into 120,000 words. This time I'll put up a fe...
1. JASON. The Windowless Building sits in the grassy valley below our house, at the edge of the woods, on a tract of land that is leased out to a local rancher. The woods cover the hills at the edges of the valley, old-growth gnarled oaks with thick, twisting branches from which moss dangled and under which thick green miners lettuce and lush grass grew. Fr...
Tunnel of Love is an album by Bruce Springsteen. All lyrics referenced in this story are from that album. This story first posted as a ten-part series titled The Chanceys. After some time off and with the benefit of hindsight and reader feedback, I went back and edited the story as a whole—something I was not able to do as I was writing and posting chapters...
24 Lis hung out across the street from Nikki's apartment building for over an hour. She knew that the short haired brunette would be finishing a "matinee" as the girls called it and should be home by 4 or 5pm. A "matinee" was the term the girls used for a late lunch rendezvous with a client. Sometimes there was actually a lunch involved but most times it wa...
[This story follows "Trini Plays a Trick" and "Trick or Trini," but can probably be read pretty easily on its own. I hope you enjoy it, and Merry Christmas to all!] * So, flying doesn't normally give me wobbly stomach. And opening up that I'm a t-girl doesn't normally make me weak in the knees. I'm even the coolest of cucumbers about what to say when my oc...
For years we had flirted, teased, and come tantalizingly close to sexual exploration, but had managed to unfortunately keep our distance through high school, college and several years beyond. Then an unexpected alignment of the stars brought us together and led to one night of incredible sexploration. At the time our marriages were crap and falling to pieces...