This story is a bit wordy and fairly long, so if you are looking for immediate gratification, you might want to look elsewhere. The following story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance between these character and events and any real person or events is strictly coincidental . . . and pretty darn impressive seeing as it is a science fiction story. Do not re...
"Where've you been?" Mike asked as Jen walked in. He looked anxious and hurt. "You said you'd follow. It's been over an hour." "I'm sorry baby. We needed to talk about the fight," Jen said, tenderly stroking her husband's cheek. She looked passed Mike's shoulder. "Anna's asleep?" "Yeah but I need to tell you something," Mike said. "What?" Jen said. As she...
Chapter 48: The Battle Starts The next morning, she was still asleep when I woke up and I silently moved out of bed to prepare breakfast. It was easy, as her kitchen held food for a regiment. I brewed coffee and brought a cup to her bedroom. She did not open her eyes, but her nose sniffed like a rabbit that had found something interesting. I held the cup cl...
"Murph really likes you, Tom," Bethany said softly while we walked hand-in-hand to her car. "He seems like a very nice guy," I answered. "And he obviously thinks the world of you, too." "He's a good judge of character," Bethany said as we approached her car. "Humble much?" I chided her laughingly. "I meant yours!" she responded with a good-natured punch...
An Erotic Action/Adventure Story Part 2. This is a story about a young Marine Corps pilot during the era between the Korean War and the Viet Nam War. Reading the previous parts will lead to a better understanding of the plot and the characters. * Captain Micaiah McDermott, U.S.M.C stood on the steps of the Base Chapel holding the hand of his bride, Firs...
ONE Janet needed passport sized photos. She was nearly broke again; her housecleaning jobs were poor paying and infrequent, and the guru kept pressing--oh, so spiritually--for larger and larger contributions to the ashram. Now applying for a new job--any job--she was finding that all the agencies required voluminous resumés and documentation, including phot...
Hey folks...I just wanted to start out by saying thanks for another great year. It was a year full of changes and highs and lows. Among the highs were getting a lot of great letters and e-mails from you, telling me what you liked and even what you didn't about my stories. Among the lows were losing my long time editor and friend to health problems. But this...
Author's Note: A big thank you to the ever-lovely Randi for organizing the "Highway Song" event. To my team F.R., D.A., Laura L., Barry J., and Steve M. for being some fantastic betas. Dedicated to the two writers Bebop3 and MsCherylTerra, without whom this story would have never been finished. I am eternally grateful. — This story is set in 1993, a time...
***Author's note: This one is relatively long at almost 34k words (10 Lit pages). Since your time is valuable and the story is long, I'm going to share a couple of things to let you know what isn't in the story, so you don't waste your time. If you consider those spoilers, just skip to the next paragraph. While the B does suffer, this isn't a true BtB. That...
Chapter Fifteen Angie hadn't expected her filing of a complaint with OSHA to be expedited, but she now realized that she should have. Her contact within the agency, Scott Mosier, had listened to her verbal description of events, and then set her in front of a computer so that she could document everything while he went to locate a caseworker to handle her c...