There is a war going on, which the world doesn't know about. There are these entities known as the Siphon. They exist as pure intelligence, intangible and invisible, and completely lacking physical form. In a way, they seem to be spirits. It is their natural state. In this natural state, they are immortal. Unfortunately for them, they are incapable of affect...
A Gay Pride is being organized, and the chairpersons of the Lesbian and of the Gay association are in a quandary: both male and female Pride-goers are an odd number, and the hotel they're going to spend the night in charges ludicrous amounts for single bedrooms. "We may ask the hotel to put an additional bed into two bedrooms, in order to accommodate for th...
Since the begining of mankind, there has been one question that has plagued the human species. It's not a search for food, or shelter, or clothing, or any other bodily need. It is the search within. It is the search for the meaning of life. It's wondering what we will be remembered for. When we're dead and gone what will people look back on our life and see?...
Chapter Thirteen Intrepid - 3754 C.E. Beatrice licked her fingers lasciviously as she savoured the sour taste of Captain Kerensky's vaginal juices and smiled seductively at her lover. The captain gasped. Her eyes shone bright. She shuddered with a final orgasmic spasm from the frenzied sex she was enjoying with Paul's wife. Beatrice's tongue was still moist...
I'd like to acknowledge the work of Mr Marvel in creating the Genesis Project. A work that I've admired for a long time. In order to give myself and the other avid readers some closure and humbly submit for your reading pleasure the first part in Origin. Sam, the Artificial Intelligence of a wrecked vessel on some forgotten moon awoke from sleep mode as a...
Assistant Military Liaison Lt Colonel Robert Amherst, 'Bob' to his secretary Amber, was very good at his job. It was Tuesday morning and the weekly updates had arrived for his review before the afternoon intelligence staff meeting. The material was bland, full of pedantic statistics and graphs: arms shipments, troop readiness, fighting equipment availability...
The press report was rather obscure and vague. Deliberately. The Music Hall's public relations director managed to pull in every single favor ever owed her by anyone with any power and got the story buried deep in the section B of the "Kansas City Star." Thankfully, there was no TV coverage although the ranking police officer on the scene that night wan...
There is no sex in this chapter. After our conversation with Roger's mother, no one felt like finishing their food. Poor Betty, who argued along with Roger that my strategies were foolhardy, was very quiet as she cleared the food and discarded it. "The courtroom is open again," she said upon returning. We glumly stood and walked to the doors, our security...
Daddy, i apologize for taking so long to draft this letter but i wanted to be sure and analyze my thoughts and feelings after the training session this afternoon. After this session i have learned much of what you were trying to teach me. This lowly slut is humbled by Daddy taking the time to teach her things he deems she is capable and worth learning. i u...
Abbie awoke with a smile on her face. It was a warm day in early summer and the sun was streaming into her upstairs bedroom. She stretched languidly, delicious memories of the evening before flooding her gradually rousing consciousness. As she stretched, the top sheet slid across her chest, causing a pleasant tingling, followed by tautening, in her nipples...