*Editing magic performed by Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells* *Can the scorpion ever stop being a scorpion?* {8:30 am, Monday, September 8th ~ Last day} [A ROOM FULL OF ASSISTANTS] Well ... there it was ... the office of the Executive Director to the President ... and not 'Executive Assistant' ... because this...
Spark the Runner 2The continuing adventures of... Author's note: This is a continuation of last year's Geek Pride event story, Spark the Runner. It isn't necessary to read the previous one to enjoy this one, but you might find it entertaining... In the spirit of fair warning, whereas the previous story was mostly about running the datanet and working out...
This story is paired with my story "The Climbing Tree!" For the greater part of the text they are the same story, however the two tales have different outcomes. For the convenience of the reader I have clearly marked the point of divergence, where the individual stories go their separate ways. If the "The Climbing Tree!" is fresh in the reader's mind, they m...
'Can I buy you a drink?' It took me a second to realise I was being asked a question. It took another two to comprehend what was being asked. It then took me countless more seconds to try and decide whether I should say 'yes' or 'no'. It might sound silly, but at twenty-four years of age, I'd never had a man ask to buy me a drink in a straight bar before....
*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...
Thanks to Mikothebaby for her tireless work editing this story. Let's get to it. * * * * * * It was yet another perfect late summer day as I hopped over the edge of the giant bucket and unsteadily ran towards the closest restroom. I dodged a man and his small son who were standing in the doorway, lost in a conversation about whether or not the boy nee...
Chapter 1 Dr. James T. Calhoun was a physicist. He was probably the brightest of the Scientists that worked at Los Alamos. His insight and under- standing of nuclear fission was a key to the mission of the group of scientists from all over the country. He was a likable man, but not always easy to get along with, because he wouldn't abide those lacking his g...
The White House "My Fellow Americans," the President of the United States of America began his televised address to the country, "since September 11th, 2001, Christians and Jews around the world have lived under the threat of annihilation by Islamic extremists bent on global domination. These terrorists, while certainly not representative of the main curren...
John hadn't intended to fall asleep, but with Helene's soft warm body cuddled up against him, he soon found himself drifting off into a soothing slumber. Instead of the blackness of unconsciousness, he found himself gazing up at glorious blue skies, the sight that greeted him every night since Alyssa had created her personal subplane. Lying down in the field...
Freja & Jeanie Disclaimer: Welcome to Freja & Jeanie. This story is part of my larger story cycle, commonly known as "The Alexaverse." As always, many thanks and gratuitous panty-shots courtesy of Freja and Jeanie are directed at my long-suffering editor and Beta-reader, who makes sure my grammar is on point. Constructive reviews and critiques are w...