I ran through an almost swampy deciduous forest area. I say almost because the pools and pockets of shallow water were sand bottomed instead of the kind of muck that results from leaves turning into silt. The sand, a nice, fine Sahara Desert-esque sand, was firm and well settled. Judging by the lighting, I would guess it was afternoon, possibly hinting at th...
"We live in an age which is so possessed by demons, that soon we shall only be able to do goodness and justice in the deepest secrecy, as if it were a crime." ― Franz Kafka As the bastard suffocated me ― wrapping my head in translucent rubber ― all I could think was: "This smells so good!" The aroma of new petroleum products, fresh in their wrappers. Hell,...
Dr. Rossum entered his classroom from the door near the electronic blackboard, which was really more of a huge pressure-sensitive multipurpose monitor and tablet. Those who grew up long ago might remember the dissonance from calling green slates affixed to walls "blackboards" rather than chalkboards. With chalk out of the equation, and any color available at...
The senior year at the university was over at last. Tom had already broken up with Carrie. She was his mother's age and married. It wouldn't have lasted no matter how good the sex was. There had been two others before her, both similar ages, both married. He was handsome and could have had his pick of beautiful coeds. They never seemed to offer the same exci...
I sat alone at the bar with my hand wrapped around a glass of whiskey covered in condensation. It had been a long day with no one to come home to. Della had run off with another man and I was in no mood too find someone else, not yet. "Dan, ole buddy," Jackson said, slapping me on the back, and taking the stool next to mine. "Hey, what's up?" "Not my dick...
Fred Smith was sure he was in Hell. It wasn't bad enough that he'd wiped out on his very expensive hover bike at around two hundred miles an hour. It wasn't bad enough that the crash had reduced his less-than-fit twenty-one-year-old body to a pile of ruined meat but an intact brain. It wasn't bad enough that the prosthetic body they'd put the bio-pod contai...
I am Jack Z, the infamous bounty hunter based on the lunar colony, and I had found myself in a large, dirty spot of problem. To say it plainly, I was in a suitcase and some enhanced hoodlum had chopped of my legs and my arms with a brutal, unregistered chainsaw whip. It wasn't the first time for me and years ago I replaced my limbs with insensitive plastic...
Urban Oddballs: Milf Shakes Zeba took out her earring as she looked at herself in the mirror, approving of her red dress and flat ironed hair. She walked out of her bedroom, stretching her arms as she did so. Her phone rang, and looking down at it she smiled, walking towards her front door. "Hey Annry, thank you for coming! When Dodger said he had an urge...
Before his accident, Fred Smith had been a mostly unfit young man with a healthy sexual appetite. Although his sexual contacts had been few and far between, he was a confident heterosexual and a great admirer of the female form. He'd had a long look at the prosthetic body that he was going to be occupying, and he'd approved. It appeared fit and healthy, wit...
My mind was scrambling to put the pieces together. How did he know my name? I started to sit up, while carefully trying to project an aura of ease. "Stop Claire. The situation is simple. I'm going to give you a choice." I struggled to hold myself motionless, fighting the strongest case of fight or flight I have ever encountered. I was in the middle of now...