1. Liaisons Many thanks to Emmeran for editing assistance. There wasn't time to make all the changes he suggested, but everything I did change made this better. I look forward to our next project. * * * I woke to my new life in a trail angel's house near the Mexican border. There were 20 of us on cots and the floor. A young woman with long strawberry-blon...
Edited by Michael Leonard Prologue There were plenty of vacant seats at the bar. I was seated in my usual spot; from here I could see all the action and still maintain a certain degree of privacy. I was early, nursing a beer, waiting for the regulars to dribble in. I'm a newspaper journalist. Or at least I was until the paper began to experience a deluge o...
Note: This is a work of FICTION! Although the areas this story takes place in are real; all of the landscapes depicted, the people described, and everything else this story uses to make it enjoyable reading for you are NOT REAL. As you read this story, try to remember: THIS IS A NOVEL 74. Where The Girls Go To Play Michael Free called Stephano to ask how...
Earth is dying. The colony must increase its population. * Grabbed a beer and find a comfortable chair. This is a longish story that starts slowly, but I think everything is here: sex, nudity, and revenge with a touch of sci-fi. Of course, you are here for the sex. You'll find anal, oral, loving, first time, fisting, a pearl necklace, lots of nudity, swin...
---------EARLY SUMMER---------- It was only mid-June, and yet my summer was progressing at a different pace and intensity than any summer I'd ever had. I had been out of school for only a week before Mrs. Russo had come to our house and hired me to do household chores for her and her husband, Mike. It has been slightly over three weeks since I began worki...
The referee held his gloved hand high in the air. The crowd was hushed as the ring announcer spoke, "Ladies and Gentlemen, the winner of this World Featherweight Championship Boxing Match to unify the title, by technical knockout, and still undefeated; Baby-face Jack Mc Coy." The crowd screamed in approval. Jack's trainer and manager Fred Marino wiped the b...
Chapter 7: The Rescue ***** Admiral Percival Bancroft strummed his fingers along the ornate, wooden desk in front of him. It was almost dinner time and his stomach was growling, having spent the whole day without a proper meal. That wasn't uncommon with his odd schedule, and Bancroft learned a number of years ago how to get through the day on a diet of bla...
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...
A/N: I'm working on some errata to correct some of the consistency problems across the series. One which impacts this chapter is helmets. I've kind of flip flopped over how much to include the whole takes off/dons helmets bits, and largely neglected it because it felt tedious to write, so instead I came up with wearing them in sliver form, and activating the...
USS Triton, Thirteenth Fleet Headquarters Stardate 51183.45: Tattok sat behind his desk, staring hard at the image on his desk monitor, grateful that the one on the other side wasn't here in the flesh. "And that's it, Admiral? No apologies, no regrets, no excuses?" The image of Admiral Ian Trenagen was sitting in his own office in the London annex of Star...