This is a story of fiction. Any similarity to persons alive or dead and to institutions is coincidental. My thanks to Erik Thread for his invaluable advice. * CHAPTER ONE Many people had heard of Toni Berwick. She was the new sensation of the Ballet, a young dancer in the classic mode who was thrilling the critics with her poise and skills. Even I had h...
A short letter to my readers. First, I need to apologize. Real life got in the way of this story. First my wife had a life threatening accident. Then a sibling collapsed and was on a death watch for a while. He's better now, but not out of the woods yet. Then my wife had another accident, not life threatening but very painful. Happily, she's on the road to...
"Sgt. Harmon. You got a minute?" his platoon sergeant asked. "Yeah, sure. What's up?" The staff sergeant was four years older than him, but at 25, he seemed ancient when most of the rest of the platoon was between 18 and 21. Grant Harmon was four months away from turning 22, and having nearly finished his four-year enlistment, he was now officially a 'shor...
Where's the money? While there has been no evidence of mermaids existing out of legends or tales, mermaid sightings have existed for centuries. With today's computerized technology, seeing DNA links, gene codes, and life itself be carefully manipulated, or perhaps crafted, brought one doctor's career to an in depth study of evolutionary adaptation. Fascin...
The name is Susan. A tutor at Stoughton Tech, a small community college in Massachusetts. It's a quiet and rather peaceful campus. Unlike many big colleges and universities, it's wonderfully diverse. There are lots of black men, black women, Hispanic men, Hispanic women and Asians among the student population. Racial and ethnic minorities make up forty pe...
DISCLAIMER: No, this story is not real. Hell, it might not even sound realistic. The people are real (although the names have been changed), but that's about it. I'm not big on build-up or character development, so if that's what you're looking for, prepare to be disappointed. I hope you enjoy it, but if you don't I probably won't lose any sleep over it......
Chapter 10: The Wife Misbehaves Angie had rested, taken her medicine and she was feeling better. She was tired of being cooped up in the cabin so she went for a walk nude. It was funny how well the whole family had adapted, accepting the "naked in public" aspect of their new life. The only problem so far had been that Dave enjoyed the naked women that surro...
"Ken? Ken, are you out there?" Came a cry from inside the tent. "I'm right here, Kim,” I responded. "I yelled a few minutes ago and you didn't answer." "I'm sorry. I went down to get some water. I figured you were still sleeping." Kim's head emerged through the tent entrance with one eye open and a very messy head of hair. Boy, she looked good even after...
I took my time walking down the row of port-a-potties slowly and rapping on the door of each one. I gave two an extra rap, just to increase his anxiety. I finally got to the last one with the Out of Order sign and gave the door a good rap. I heard a plaintive voice. "This one's occupied!" "How can it be occupied? The sign say's, Out of Order." "Well, it i...
Chapter 9 Jack was catching an early flight out the next morning, so I spent the night at his apartment. We'd talked about buying the apartment next to his, if it came on the market. The commuting between my house and his was getting tiresome, and we were talking about making our relationship more permanent. I suggested that I try to sleep in my pregnancy...