I wrote this story shortly after Christmas of 2102. It is a work of fiction. Names, places and events are a product of my imagination. I hope you enjoy it for what it is. * When the IED exploded eight Marines of Lieutenant Karl Richart Schmidt's platoon lay wounded and exposed to sniper fire from a group of insurgents hiding in the village. Schmidt's inst...
Kate stood at the edge of a clearing in disbelief at what she saw. 'Am I imagining that enormous flower? Has the sun gotten to me or maybe it was all the Mia Tia's I've had today?' she thought. She had wandered off the scenic trail a mile or so back but wasn't sure what made her do that, since she had seen that missing person's flyer about Julie Metcalf, a y...
Chapter 1 Meeting Cyn Lustte It was a busy evening at the graduate student pub. I had finished my first beer after my afternoon tutorial. Two of my three drinking companions had to go; leaving Cynthia and me together. Cynthia Lustte was a tall, athletic, blonde physiotherapy graduate. She was about 5 feet 8 inches tall, blue eyes, with firm muscles from da...
At 95 mph, the broken white lane lines seem to merge into a single, infinite white stripe. Overhead street lamps blur. I swerve and roar past red tail lights, swallowing up slower traffic like I'm Pac Man in a Pathfinder. Normally, I'm a safe, law-abiding driver. Even at normal speeds, I won't text. Tonight, though, is a different story. I check my phone:...
"Honey, I just can't get into writing a Valentine's story." "Why not?" "Every one I start ends up being just a typical erotic tale, with a few gratuitous references to cinnamon hearts tossed in. I feel like if I post them, the fine folks at Lit will bitchslap me for arrogance. Or stupidity." "What have you got so far?" Mallory read the current draft over...
James had taken them out to dinner tonight. It had been a happy meal, lots of wine and lots of laughter. Now that they knew each other so well, the conversation came easily. James had felt Valerie's foot touch his several times during dinner and returned her tentative touch with a firm and knowing pressure. They had slipped their shoes off and as the wine to...
Carissa the birthday gift... I called Carissa and told her to come over immediately. She could tell by the tone of my voice that she was in trouble and she sounded worried. I hung up without saying goodbye and went to the kitchen to pour myself a glass of wine. About ten minutes later I heard a knock on the door and I when I answered it, a trembling Carissa...
I love getting out of the office at lunchtime. It gives me an opportunity to clear my head, and listen to either Jim Rome or Colin Cowerd on sports talk radio, as I drive to one of the local eateries. Since I'm trying to watch my waist, along with my budget, I usually hit the local Subway at least once a week. It's a fairly popular spot, so there's usually...
One night last summer I was awakened by the sound of what I first thought to be a wounded animal. I listened for a few more minutes then realized it wasn't a wounded animal, but it was the moans of a climaxing woman! Almost immediately I felt my pussy flex as some of my juice oozed into my panties. I never really paid any attention to the sounds of lovemak...
In the future, robotics and advanced A.I. become a ubiquitous part of society, aiding mankind in all facets of everyday life. However, they still retained the cold impersonal look of a machine until a new development rocketed over the uncanny valley. Grown rather than built, this new kind of being was made possible by hacking the human genome and combining b...