She woke up from a bad-dream nap, the taste of metal filings in her mouth; it was always like that, with repairs underway. The whole ship was filthy, with epoxy and fresh weld seams everywhere amid a constant stink of ozone. The message chime sounded again, and Pixy dragged her head across the pillow to look incoherently at the plot repeater mounted to the h...
Copyright Oggbashan October 2019 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. I have realised that I am NEVER going to complete all my part--w...
We're all on different journeys, but we share a common road. A road that goes on forever and never looks quite the same to any two people. And all those other people rushing past in their own cars are experiencing a journey just as complex as our own; with just as many twists and turns and trials. So, take the time to wave at them and smile. It takes just...
Fair warning - this is a long-haul, and it starts as a bit of a downer. This is a departure from the usual stuff I write, and is much more contemporary and real-life based, with some ~themes~ and shit. I know, I'm very excited too. Please engage with comments, letting me know what you thought and if you'd like me to spend more time on projects like this (it...
Summary: Newly promoted Field Commander Ranji Kandikan has returned to High Guard War Base. With the help of the Empress' Personal Household Guard and the 67th Armored Division, as well as Janetta, Doyya, and Sowitwee, those loyal to Commander Voyacherno are defeated and Voyacherno himself is taken away under arrest. Tonca was beaten in personal combat and...
Author's Note: So it's been a long time since I last posted. This story began in 2015, was edited by GaiusPetronius through the first half or more, and recently, I finished it and have self-edited the last bit. Hopefully it still flows. Any errors are, of course, mine. All characters engaged in sexual acts are, as always, over the age of 18. Anything i...
INTRODUCTION & DISCLAIMER - On New Years' Eve 1979 in Sydney Australia, 19-year-old student Greg Tyler resolves that from 1980 things in his life will change. No longer will he be a shy virgin with an unrequited crush on his pretty co-worker Morgan, he will ask her out and finally go on a date. But for the bumbling but well-intentioned Greg this is easier s...
ONE Janet needed passport sized photos. She was nearly broke again; her housecleaning jobs were poor paying and infrequent, and the guru kept pressing--oh, so spiritually--for larger and larger contributions to the ashram. Now applying for a new job--any job--she was finding that all the agencies required voluminous resumés and documentation, including phot...
Author's Notes: Sorry it took so long to get Part three submitted. It turned out to be much longer than I thought. I want to thank people for all the praise that I was given for Parts one and two, and I hope that this lives up to your expectations. Special thanks to my new and first ever editor Yellow Peril, he did a whole lot of work on this story, with...
"Hi honey... no... I'm fine... really I am... Randy... Randy, don't cry... you know you can't come here... no, it doesn't make any difference that I'm the boss now... I know, I want you here too... I knew you were out of town and I didn't want you flying back when there was nothing you could do so I waited till you got home... yes you can kick my ass for it...