¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬ "Damn it Jimmy, what's the problem? If you don't get this heap running we're never going to make it to Darlon." "I know! It's not like I don't want to go, I just can't figure out why the converter panel won't work." "Maybe you don't understand why we need this so badly. Or more accurately why you need this so badly. How long has it been...
What really happened in the Frigid forest When we last left Professor Bumram, she was being pulled deeper into the Frigid Forest by the rampaging centaurs as her students slipped away. Well now dear readers…the rest of the story. Two centaurs held each arm of Professor Bumram and drug her further into the forest. As they pulled her, her clothes were being...
"Ok, hon. Ready for me to do the paperwork?" The colonists still called bureaucratic procedure paperwork, even though paper was an all-but-forgotten concept. Wood from Terran trees, grown in biodomes, was still only available for luxury handicrafts. Trees were far too uncommon to think of pulping them for writing surfaces. Jessie's husband, Dave, already i...
Sidhe slid through the grasslands at the edge of the desert, making her way towards the human city that was nestled in an almost oasis-like tidbit of coolness next to the ocean. She didn't want to go into the city. The reason she bothered to come this close was only because her country house was a sanctuary from the desert sun, and unfortunately located ne...
Dear Dewey, I write to you, as my lawyer and my friend, on a matter of some delicacy. There is a story attached. You know that, since I was a young man, I have never been able to resist a good story. I suppose some would say I am growing old. I don't see much growing in it. The two delights of my life have passed, and yet I live on: Mary, you will recall,...
They gagged me, blindfolded me, and tied me. It would have been better if they had just blindfolded me, but they manhandled me like a carcass. That was where my killing power laid. If eyes could kill, they called it. I definitely could. Still I slapped myself mentally, because I had not even tried to get mad at the Wilijies, not attempted to protect Lex an...
Author’s notes: Fuor is pronounced Fju-or, just so you know. I was thinking of not continuing to write… I felt that the two second chapters were not as appreciated as the first one. I know that they are not as good, but I have been trying to figure out what to come next. The second and third chapter I actually had no idea, so they were perhaps slow, and eve...
I was going through some piles of junk a few months back when I came upon a drawing that my mother had made of a nude young man. I had known that my mother had an interest in art but had never seen any of her work. I had asked her a couple of times to show me some of her sketches, but she had always demurred, claiming that she wasn't very good and that it wo...
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Aryana is swimming through the wreck of a galleon centuries old looking for treasure. Her long flowing hair is a more brilliant gold than the metals she collects and her sapphire eyes are of a flawless quality few gems can attain. Her skin is also finer than the most expensive silks. She hardly even realizes that her exquisitely large bosom is the greatest t...