"Kyle, I gotta tell you, I don't understand why you're doing this." "Sir, I joined the Army to be part of something greater than myself." "Um...you're in the Army, Sergeant Roberts," the lieutenant colonel said. "Yes, sir. I am. But I...play a saxophone." "A job you had to audition for. One you earned because you're that good. And after all that you want...
Author's note: I first want to thank those that continue to enjoy my stories and vote; it gives me great joy knowing my work pleases you the reader. I also appreciate the many comments, both positive and negative, they continue to feed my desire to write and help me to refine my writing. For my critics I appreciate your honesty and candor; your comments may...
Notes from the Author: No, this is not the area where I warn you about ages and fakeness. That is inferred. --This story is a direct follow-up to "Heather Jenkins." You should read that first or you'll be lost. I have no idea how that story ended up in Sci-Fi & Fantasy. I blame the wheel mouse. --This story is long! (So is "Heather Jenkins.") --This...
Gabriella Ella held her shirt beneath the scalding water as she scrubbed furiously at the smelly beer stain that soaked the front. The material darkened and transformed the thin white cotton tee into transparent material. "Fucking bitch." There was a reason she had avoided these types of parties like the plague. She had been there less than fifteen minu...
Thank you all for the votes and encouragement, as well as the praise and insight that I've received over the past year or so. You've shown me how it feels to be truly appreciated, and for that, I will cherish you all forever... MoogPlayer This fictional story is loosely based on true events. However, the times, names, dates, and places have all been chang...