This story is so way far over the top, it is almost suborbital. No one under eighteen, any resemblance to anyone living, dead or living dead is just coincidental and this is a work of fiction. Please remember to place tongue firmly in cheek when reading. Keep all arms and legs and tentacles in, and enjoy the ride. Buckle up, insanity ahead. You have been wa...
My desk is layered with paper. Unopened mail forms a mountain in one corner. Rejected insurance claims forms a smaller mountain – more like a hill – in the opposite corner. Between is a low valley of checks and billing statements. For the last two hours I've been trying to finish entering the week's payments into the computer, but I keep getting interrupted...
*Author's Note: Any persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. . Chapter 1 Kenneth Kay came to in the rear of an ambulance as it screamed west on I-10, racing toward Lafayette General. Great, retching coughs began to wrack his body and the EMT gently assisted him in rolling onto his side to help clear the airway of any m...
The sign read "Harpersville – 1 mile" and just beyond it another sign listed the restaurants and other services available at the exit. I needed gas and there was a Conoco station at the exit and I had a Conoco card so I pulled into the right lane and slowed for the exit. As I filled the tank I looked around and saw that there was a restaurant across the str...
I have taken the advice of numerous commenters and revised this story. I hope that it will be well received. This story is 2018©️. All names are fictitious and are not intended to represent any place or person, either living or dead. No one in this story is under the age of 18. This story is not loaded with sex, but if that is not your primary interest th...
I was driving home from work on a wet Tuesday night when I passed a large silver sedan with it's orange hazard lights flashing. Standing behind the car, in the pouring rain, were a man and a teenaged girl who looked to be having an argument. There was no reason to stop, other than my car was unreliable at best and I'd had strangers come to my assistance mor...
Chapter 1 – The Western Mediterranean Book four picks up our new life style and the surprising changes that occur Matt was there to meet us with the usual crew of cameramen and support vehicles. He conducted interviews with each of us in turn. I was not present at the other interviews, but he asked me about my reflections on the last twelve months. That t...
I got up to go to the bathroom and I noticed that the bedside clock read 3:15. The light from the full moon was coming in the window and it showed her long blond hair fanned out across the pillow. She had kicked the sheet off and the little dangly thing that was pierced in her skin at the navel reflected the light of the moon across her flat stomach as if fr...
I receive many comments on the length of my tales. Equally split criticism of being too short or too long. I thought I'd explain my highly complex system of deciding length. I begin with what I want to say. I start writing. When I've said everything I want to say, I write, 'the end'. Any questions? This one is relatively long (28 'Word' pages). About the on...
Chapter One It was lunch time and I was leaving a service call for the day. I was about to lift some test equipment into my car and I noticed one of the inside techs was heading my way. I assumed he was heading to his car, so I ignored him and got back to loading my gear. "May I help you with some of your things?" he said kindly. I glanced up at him. My...