Sometimes, I think that people protest too much about the things they claim to hate. A lot of homophobes have been proven to be secretly gay or lesbian. And I think some racists have an attraction to the very race they claim to hate, and I think they hate themselves for it, thus fueling their hatred and self-disgust. I know these things because I've been the...
It was 21:05 on Monday. The bike needed fuel but he loathed stopping. It had been a long 560 miles to get this far. Twelve hours in the saddle takes its toll and he still had over 400 to go. The neon sign was only partially working - enough that he could read the word "Vacancy." The Gulf sign across the street seemed to be working just fine. He decided he'd...
It never ceases to amaze me, the many misconceptions which humanity has about my species, especially in this day and age. The name is Gabriel Saint-Antoine, and I'm a werewolf. Man, it feels so good to get that off my chest, you got no idea. I was born in the City of Montreal, Quebec, to immigrant parents from Haiti. I wish I could tell you something really...
BACKGROUND An unknown pink mist covered the earth for 7 days. After this "Pink Mist" incident, the human genetic code changed, receiving additional Z and z chromosomes. The X and Y chromosomes continue to carry the female and male characteristics, but while girls are born with the usual XX combination, the XY pairing for males has become impossible...
The year is 1820 and a relative peace resides in Europe. It is a time where the Nobility of a handful of Continental families rule over the millions of common people across borders and barriers of language. Living in decadent opulence, their lives consist of balls, operas and hunting parties, an endless series of social gatherings across the great cities of...
Jane let herself into the apartment, sighing with relief. Finally home, she thought. She set her laptop bag beside the hall tree and slipped out of her coat, hanging it up. She was listening to see if Sam was home, thinking about what she could make for dinner and how soon she could slip into a hot bath. As she turned towards the hall tree to hang up her pu...
Terminal 7 was all wrong. Permanent signs imbedded in concrete indicated the lower path led to "arrivals", but there were large orange cones barring her entry. She doubled back, but still couldn't find any way in. "Alex is going to suffer something fierce," she mumbled to herself, as she violently pulled into the parking area for the terminal. Accelerating...
Aminata Amponsah yawned and stretched as she stood on the Rampart, looking at the multitude of Undead besieging the remnants of metropolitan Accra, Ghana. The tall, dark-skinned and curvy young Muslim woman, a native of Kumasi City, did not like what she saw. Although a forty-meter-high wall with barbed wire on top protected what remained of metropolitan Acc...
The Talk Allen was a quiet, easy going person who seems to get along with almost everybody. He is average in nearly every way possible. He does not seem to have any fat on him. He is also not overly muscular. He is now 44 years old. His job on the surface is a security consultant. What he does is a lot more complicated. He is right at home at either a corpo...
After A Hot August Night. Why the Professor is not a cuckold. (This story is presented in two parts. The first part introduced the main adult characters and their activities while naked on a hot August night. This is the second part, where some interested parties engage a professor and get an informal class; it is intended to answer the questions raised in...