Note from the Author: While most of my stories are largely fictitious, many elements of them are pieced together from real bits and pieces of me, my life, people I've known and places I've been. To name a few examples, I really did use to work as security at a casino in my early twenties; I was a cynical ass like Quinn; I had a female partner who inspired th...
[This -- as in all my work -- takes place in a world where the safe sex we need to practice nowadays isn't necessary. Please don't indulge in casual, unprotected sex -- as arousing as stories about it may be.] I suppose I could be lazy and blame it on the virus and the subsequent lockdown, but the truth is, it was bound to happen anyway. At least now, after...
Author's Notes: Set in a subtly-alternative near future, this is my first attempt at Sci-Fi. This series takes one perspective on the question of "nature vs nurture" and follows the thread to see where it goes. I don't have it mapped out or anything, so I can't tell you how long it will go. I don't imagine it will be quite the endeavor that "Constant is Cha...
Author's note: I receive many requests via e-mail from readers asking that I write about different topics. Many of them supply a theme or at the minimum a suggestion for the story line. I have decided to honor those requests under the title, "Honoring Reader Requests," rather than have the reader have to search for his of her story favorite. Each chapter wil...
Sketches in the Night I The Cop He left Homicide a little after midnight, turned east on 51st and headed towards the lake, for his apartment off South University. He rubbed his eyes, tried to wipe away the burn that had come with working thirty hours straight, then he yawned, pinched away a lacrimal tear as he pulled up to the red light at Cottage Grove. H...
Please do not make the mistake of assuming the "when" in this story. It could be 1970, 2006, 2030 or whenever. I've intentionally blurred the time frame so that I don't get a bunch of inane political comments concerning current events from the lunatic fringe of any orientation. This is a story with military overtones; there are no dogs and no corporate Ame...
"Mark -- we need to talk." Oh shit, I thought. Here it comes. "Um -- what about?" I replied, striving for nonchalance. "Us." I looked up from my dinner plate, regarding my wife's expression closely from across the table. I saw hesitation in her translucent blue eyes. "Before you start, I need you to know something, Kat." I paused, speaking with my eyes....
For those who suffered through the bad editing of the first submission I apologize. I owe a great deal of thanks to xtchr for agreeing to edit the story. All the characters and scenario's are fictitious. The dangers and emotional harm are very real for those in the professions of the story. Seeing the harm done to critical care providers, and one in particu...
Copyright Andyhm. January 2017 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. All characters engaging in sexual relationships or activities are 1...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. * "Oh. My. God; if I have to act like one more brat is just so cute, I'm going to puke," Jenna Bancroft whispered in her husband's ear while smiling. Dan chuckled, then squatted down to congratulate a little girl on being 'the best little fairy he'd ev...