SS Mordicai Tali slept, or tried to sleep, naked in a sleeping bag zipped upright on the bulkhead. Her quarters had formerly belonged to a mechanic named Oswald… she'd found his diary and read through it, what a tragic, uninteresting life Oswald had lived. She decided that he'd probably prayed for death at times, but that was not the reason sleep had recurr...
"So you see," Roy explained two days later to the elderly gentleman sitting across from him, "By the time I finished school, the army was pretty much the only option. My mother had died two years before of one of those many weird diseases that were becoming more and more common by then, and dad never quite recovered. He would just sit and stare at the wall a...
I am haunted. I am haunted by that night. That night haunts me deeper now than it did in the past. I am haunted by memories of that Halloween night that rise up like ghosts in my mind; ghosts that rattle chains and summon phantom figures from my past. They come to me and go bump in the night, and then vanish. When that first day of autumn arrives, I'm no...
This is the twenty-eighth episode of my unreliable memoirs. Each episode is self-contained, so you can read them without having read the previous ones (although sometimes it helps with the context and names a bit). The year is 1983 and this episode focuses on the third part of our summer holiday following my graduation. This time we're in Greece and, becau...
Background: Please read the first two installments before reading Chapter 3. Chapter 3 will have a lot more meaning if you do! Note: This story deals with the sensitive subject of religion and is about two married people being unfaithful. If you have a strong aversion to these topics, please consider passing on to other entries more to your liking. Thank yo...
Author's note: This story is a pure work of fiction, all characters and events in the tale are imaginary and fictitious. Although, human imagination is also influenced by various external stimuli. In case of author, someone has always served as poetical inspiration to imagine, fantasize, think and write. So, this story is again dedicated to — heart unfold li...
A prompt screen lit up, which activated the dormant android that was crammed into the box. Systems booted up, and it activated all servos, its limbs coming free of their restraints. The copy of Jaesa loaded into the android's cortex and after a moment, she came online, taking full control of the body. Reaching up with its arms, it unlatched the inner catche...
Chapter 10 – The Prospect of Sleeping Alone A man walks into a bar... Nothing unusual in that. He's walked into this particular bar practically every night. Tonight though, there's a difference. Sabine is away. She has a modelling assignment in Manchester. Not a very glamorous assignment, it should be said, just catalogue work but it pays the bills. This...
Author's Notes: Many thanks, as usual, to my lady love for inspiration and last-minute transmogrifications and bikoukumori, for an editing job rivaling any gladiator's finishing blow. All participants in sexual activities are adults. *** Awareness crept back, gently and stealthily like a cheating lover returning from a midnight tryst. At first, his entir...
26 Skeeter gets a home I drove straight home from the Waffle House. It was too early for dinner, so I loaded the laundry into the minivan. I drove to one of the two self service Laundromats in our little town. When I arrived, I lugged the two cloth bags into the chrome and glass fronted building filled with washers and dryers. As I walked by I notice...