THE SECOND YEAR CHAPTER 4 Despite the distractions I passed my exams and was through to the second year. Back home, Dad was disappointed that I had not found some friendship with suitable young men of "our people", but Mum said it was OK that I was taking it slowly. He asked did they have the society meetings entirely in "our language" and I said no. (And...
Emma sat silently on the bed in her hotel room, her cheeks flushed, panting slightly from running up the stairs. The events of the previous hour swirled in her mind, a tangled web of erotic confusion. Her mind reeled in disbelief at what she had done. After all, she was a respectable woman, a schoolteacher no less, and yet minutes earlier she had been squatt...
Many, thanks to Sandi3743. Without you, I wouldn't have finished, actually, I wouldn't have started. Your comments and editing skills are very much appreciated. ***** Sunday evening This was the first day of her vacation and Vickie was exhausted as she was finally able to sit in her window seat near the rear of the plane. If only she didn't leave everythi...
USS Surefoot, Deck 2, Alpha Squad Quarters: Jonas was certain he had felt more physically exhausted in his life. Damned if he could think of when. Alpha Squad had woke up an hour before, at 0630 hours, determined to take advantage of the quiet hours and get a workout in the gym. Which was fine, usually; physical fitness was a necessity the more sedentary J...
(This story interlocks with each chapter so if you come into this story other than the beginning, then you may well scratch your head at some of the comments within this chapter. I've tried to make this a glimpse into the lives and lifestyle of three people. They chose to keep there lives private, isn't it strange how life never lets that happen.) Many tha...
I hope you enjoy this story. Edited by DRGRIFFIN Ivan make me another Sofia challenge After letting Gavin off at the base, I was completely confused. There was no doubt I liked him. More than any man I had ever met. But he was gone, and it was likely I wouldn't see him again. At least I felt that way even though Proctor had assured me that giving me the...
ONE They could sense her approaching before they ever saw her: Hope Escher. The Woman From the Edge of Town. The Cock-Breaker. The Glitch-Bitch. The Broken Lady. The forty-five year old woman didn't appear particularly noteworthy. Five and a half feet tall, a slim build, a small bust, and a rather plain face. Light blond hair cut off at the shoulder, grey...
She changed how we did things, it was scary and exciting. 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 persons, living or dead. Everyone in this story is over 18 years old at the time this story takes place. This story should not be read by...
Copyright 2014 by Zeta All rights reserved This story may be freely distributed in electronic form but must include this copyright. The Possessed is a work for pure fiction and all locales, names, characters, places, and incidents are the products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or living persons is entirely coincid...
My first impression of the place was that it appeared unlived in. Everything was so perfectly placed, so unsullied by life. Chairs had no apparent depressions from past occupants; coffee table books seemed deliberately angled on pristine tabletops; dried flowers were dashes of contrived colour in contrived places — it was as if the living room had been dec...