Mahi always enjoyed the atmosphere of The Ice Dragon. Unlike most modern bars, it was pleasantly quiet, with the voices of Frank, Ella, Dinah and similar excellent jazz singers, plus the sound of small combos playing softly. Mahi's Indian mother and massively mixed-race father were jazz and classical music buffs. Mahi grew to appreciate complex and sophistic...
The idea that even the clergy needed human companionship and consolation was a growing ill ease these days with the people. It was both unfortunate and becoming all too common; especially in such days when human numbers were low and cities lay waste in ruin and rubble. Trysha, massaged a chill from her arms, mentally pushing away the loneliness and sadness s...
Another day they did this story. She was his daughter's friend. He and she had fallen into a pattern in which he would take sexual liberties with her and she would ignore it. This started one day when she was visiting his daughter and as he passed her in the hall his arm brushed her breast. She continued walking as if nothing had happened. Later that day he...
I'm always a little insecure sitting in the Uber. Mostly, it's because I'm wearing a black kilt, which is not typical going-out clothes here, but also because even the most cursory look is going to find the handle of our ever present crop. I endure and we remain fairly quiet on the way up. We can hardly chat about the entertainment to come in front of our f...
Dual Apprentices: High Society "We've got to what?" asked Wenn, his face incredulous. Crissa looked at him, focusing her huge blue eyes on his flailing hands as he spoke. "Master Marrat wishes us to receive what he calls 'classical' education," she repeated. "In addition to our normal studies." "At the Academy?" Wenn peered out the window of their shared...
I'm sorry for the delay between Chapter 7 and Chapter 8 in the tale of Ailene and Stuart. The saga of Marcia and Sam having intervened somewhat in their tale. I have, however, not forgotten them and their story. Here then, is the next chapter of their story. A new character is being added to their narrative. I believe she will add something to our story. Not...
It was 1pm on a Friday afternoon. The whole school was waiting in anticipation of the long weekend. There was just one period left. Everyone filed into the classroom and took their seats. Mr. K stood at the front of the class waiting for everyone to get settled. Of course Mr. K noticed the girls, this was a senior class in a catholic school. Barely legal ch...
Morning comes and I wonder what became of the night. Erin's alarm clock reads 8:24 and I've slept like a rock. I pad to the ensuite, try to be quiet, wonder at the woman who's naked on the bed, whose sole goal is to keep me from orgasm. It's a strange way to keep a man. I ponder that while I pee. But I am here, in her condo, in her bathroom, and I have no t...
This an absolutely true story, although the names have been altered, and obviously I cannot vouch for the actual words used in the conversations – but the gist of them is more or less true, and certainly the events are as I remember them to this day. Apart, that is, from the scene in the restaurant with Zena where I exaggerated her mode of dress, but not too...
This story will involve sex between humans of both sexes and various aliens of various sexes. Everyone involved is at least 18(or whatever the equivalent is on their planet!) Inspiration comes from numerous writers including of course Edgar Rice Burroughs, but also as things develop, Robert Heinlein, Philip Jose Farmer and Herman Melville. *** He could s...