At first Diandra thought Cullom stood across the room, but when she looked up he was standing over her as she lie naked in bed, oiling her body with a slippery, musky smelling liquid. His eyes scorched her--unforgiving, brutal, reverent. "Tell me, can your human lover do this?" The disembodied laughter took form. I remembered the evil cackling. It sounded l...
She was nineteen years old, from Glaavorn in the far North of Sweden. Tall and blonde and beautiful. Blue eyed with golden skin. A young Nordic goddess. She stood at the ironing board pressing one of his shirts. It was her third week as au pair to the Corduffs, and the first time Corduff had stayed home. He had a cold. Or said he had. She finished the shirt...
October ushered in the fall season with the general expectation of cooler temperatures. For a local swingers club that sponsored the annual Freaker's Ball, nothing could have been further from the truth. It was the one night each year when temperatures were most certainly guaranteed to soar. Some two thousand members looked forward to the Halloween celebrat...
Lena dropped out of the helicopter and glided down and into the crowd, landing softly, despite dropping some thirty meters, though her large bare breasts whacked her in the face as she crouched to dissipate the momentum. Everywhere around, there were piles of flesh and blood, the likes of which were rarely seen outside the most brutal of televised massacres...
Ariana stared at her closet. She had nothing to wear! "Just pick something!" Macy said from her bed. "You're not going to a ball! It's just a party for crying out loud!" Ariana smiled slightly to herself. It might just be a party, but tonight someone was coming that she wanted to look special for. She had always known Kasen had a crush on her, she would oft...
Not an Accident -or- Tools: Their Variety and Safe Use Brooke and I were just over an hour into a whole-afternoon crash-course to teach her the basics of hand-tools, both powered and not. The idea was to quickly render her at least relatively safe around them. Things had been going swimmingly: she was paying close attention and --what with her IQ appro...
Pt. 5 – In Keiji's room; love and choice. "Keiji, wait," I said, stopping in my tracks just outside the train station. I wasn't sure if it was nerves or "morning" sickness (which is conveniently available at any time of day for all of your vomiting needs), but I felt like I was going to toss my cookies. Keiji had gained a few steps on me as he headed towa...
ILLOGIC PROBLEMS Val and I were sitting with detective Harry Peters in his office at police headquarters downtown. He had gone over the responses Clyde had given to my questions in the interview room. "I'd like to go out to the woods with you two and get a better idea of what was going on where. Do you think you could find the clearing again where you went...
This story recounts six intense days in an unfortunate girl's year-long quest to find a way home. It is not part of a series, the full story of Kira's quest has not been written; in fact I have only a faint idea about how it began, and no clue how it ends. Of course, if inspiration strikes I may some day return to Kira and her strange fate. Reader beware: T...
BRAZIL - HERE I COME! Donald stepped into the Boeing 787 Dreamliner. The welcome space was lavishly spacious and unusually tall for an airplane. Getting squeezed out of the compressed terminal walkway was freeing. The feeling of starting out on a great summer vacation to Brazil really sunk into his mind. The stewardess in the blue suit and the pearl earring...