[In the movie "The Bucket List" Morgan Freeman tells Jack Nicholson about two questions. This story grew out of that interaction. I doubt if the writer of the movie envisioned anything like this. Please vote and leave me a comment. I have trouble putting some of my stories in the right genre. This is in Science fiction/fantasy where any story with religion b...
In times of war, men and women are called upon to do terrible things. War is useless, wasteful and devastating. Yet it's a constant part of human existence. Often it's a large scale conflict involving powerful nations. Other times, it can be a war between households, businesses, neighbors, friends and family members. War cannot be avoided. I think it's part...
This is a work of fiction. All fictional characters engaged in sexual activity are at least 18 years of age. While fiction, the genesis of this story was a loving tale told by what would in the story be Stella's unnamed little sister, about two people who made considerable sacrifices for her, and her siblings behalf. I was only given a bare outline, but th...
Benjamin walked from his Chelsea apartment to the nearby hotel that was hosting a Halloween fundraiser for LGBT causes. He was dressed like a construction worker, with the sleeves torn off his plaid shirt to expose his muscular arms. A frayed spot in the crotch of his blue jeans drew attention to his package. Once in the hotel and pass the lobby, he showed h...
LXXIII Promised Land Tamara 2098 Whatever it was that had defined Tamara's Jewish identity over the years, it wasn't her religious faith. Nor had it been her need to belong to the Jewish community. Her identity was more intangible. It was the sense of a shared tradition and what had been until recently a shared nationality. She'd never troubled herself...
XXXVIII Unto the Next Generation Tamara 2097 Not all the residents of the Elysian Nursing Home where Tamara worked were over eighty years old. Some were rather younger. In fact, some were barely seventy. It hardly seemed much of a reward for decades of scrimping and saving for retirement to have to live in a single room in a nursing home before you h...
"Judy!" "Yes, Mom?" "Are you ready for church?" "Almost, Mom." "Well, hurry up or we'll be late. I'm eager to have a personal relationship with Jesus, how about you?" "Yes, Mom, I sure am." Half an hour later they sat in their pews in the hot, crowded church. Reverend James Bragg strutted to the podium, about to begin his Sunday sermon. It had been adv...
"Damn, honey ... you really know how to get me hooked!" I exclaimed as I drove deeper inside Anastassia's sweet ass. "Well, you know that I'm hooked on you, papi, because I've never given up the culo before! That's my anal cherry that you're taking right now!" Anastassia proudly informed me while really pushing back at me with her sweet booty and hips. "So...
Author's Note: I wrote this story to protest the way we treat fat people. Fat people have the same feelings as you and I do. Fat people just want to be accepted, and then left alone to live and love in peace. Think about this: the last time you worked out, was it somebody fat who screamed for you to "Go for the burn?" No, that was your hardbody personal trai...
To call the past week surreal would have been the understatement of several lifetimes. Vidya had been there when Captain DuPont -- for reasons that still baffled her -- split the research team into two divisions. One, the larger, would be sent down to the surface of Arcadia, to continue researching magic in safe environment. This had struck her as odd. While...