Author's Note: This is the second story. I still have sometimes trouble to find the right syntax. I hope you still have fun in reading this second story. A third will be following. The characters involved will appear more 'human', not real good and not real bad, and make sometimes bad decisions. Chapter 2C. Dr. Catherine. The next morning when Rob wake-...
Hail, hail, the gang's all here, Sarah thought bitterly to herself, seeing Rachel power through the doors of the lab, her high heels making her the tallest person in the room save for Delphine. What a barrel of monkeys. You had Helena, snitching from Cosima's candy dish—set out in a laboratory just for her, really just a petri dish with some Skittles in it...
Disclaimer: Yes, we know this drill all too well. We know I don't own a single iota of any of the gorgeous gals of DOA XTreme Beach Volleyball. None of them, nor one stitch of the dazzling swimsuits they prance around in so prettily...Ahem! Anyway. It's me, JohnB73, back with more fanfiction fun! This is part 2 of 3, and I have a couple of ideas regarding an...
This story is my own, slight reinterpretation of Gadolfsson's excellent, "Summers Eve" series. Gadolfsson's title is obviously in reference to the Scandinavian holiday of Midsummers Eve. However; "Summer's Eve" is also the name of a feminine hygiene douche that has in the past been used by some women as an expedient, post coital contraceptive as well as camo...
Sam checked into the room and found that it had a pink brazier and underwear lying on the bed. He rushed to the hotel manager and demanded an explanation. "Fuck you. I checked it up earlier man." said the manager. "Show me on the screen right fucking now!" shouted Sam. The hotel manager showed him the live footage of his room and told Sam to go back and r...
It's strange, but I was happy to get back to work on Monday. After a life disruption like I'd been through, the return of routine was welcome. I parked very close to where I'd been stabbed. Heading towards the elevator, I paused and looked over at the stairwell where it happened. I shuddered and walked on, wondering if I'd ever be able to go into work agai...
Thank you for the comments and support. It helps motivation and productivity a lot. This tale is rather story-driven, and therefore I can't squeeze in exactly what I want in each episode, but I have to weave it more organically into the story. Because of this there will not be much in the way of Interracial in this part. I know, I know - it's weird not to...
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My friend Tom told me about a group of his friends who get together on Friday nights. "Why don't you come along with me?" He said. I asked him what this group was about. Tom was vague. He said that I had to come and see. He pestered me until I agreed to go along. That Friday Tom picked me up and we drove out to this rural location. We were driving on this...
I like to think of myself as a master of exploitation. Others will call me a bitch, a whore, or just plain evil. But my interference in the affairs of others is minimal; its victims further extend the problems I cause. Many solutions present themselves, but are neither explored nor realized. I feel no sympathy, and remain far from empathy. I only feel joy fo...