The day is grey as I stand and wait at the bus stop. The sky above me is grey. The buildings around me are grey. The pavement beneath me is grey. Even the other bedraggled souls I see this early in the morning are grey. I'm drowning in a sea of grey. I don't even have the will to surface for air. I stand silently at the bus stop, surrounded by a world that f...
Hey all, this third post starts book 2 of the story, and is about half the book at just short of twenty nine K words, but I left the naming the same to avoid confusion, and numbered this post as three. Enjoy! Dahlia: A new world Copyright 2018. This is a work of fiction. Names, Characters, Places and incidents are either products of the author's imaginatio...
Kayla had rejected his advances, tried to talk him out of lusting for a woman her age. Suede was single and looking and she was married and content. Her being married was established within seconds of their chance encounter, but this wasn't a deterrent to him. He was persistent and confident, and she found this sexy. When she finally let down her walls, lett...
A quick piece of smut for your reading pleasure. I hope you enjoy it. I'd like to thank the lovely young lady who inspired this piece. Don't forget to vote and comment. I do love the feedback. * "Time for a drink," I think. Pushing my chair back from my desk I stand and head down the hall to the kitchen. "I need a beer." As I pass the spare bedroom wher...
It's hard for me understand. I've got to get a grip on myself. I've got to figure it out. How can someone, so far away, a thousand miles or more, generate such feelings. And yet I felt the ache, the moisture, the swelling. It was a hot July night, humid, dark, without a moon. I had finished my bath and slipped on my favorite old t-shirt. I turned the light...
Chapter 1: Clovis' arrival. Thing's were always hectic in the apartment complex. Customarily, the owner managed to chime in with prodigious profanity and argumentative banters up and down the apartment complex with none other than Clovis; one of the apartment renters. When they aren't endeavoring to assassinate each other they would take it all out on the...
Sandi, the young, tattooed, college intern who worked at the reception desk, greeted us with a perky, "Hi Linda, Hi Eric," when we walked into the Art League office. "You're here early again." "Hi, Sandi. We just want to warm up and practice some new poses before everyone arrives. I hope that's OK," I replied. It was quarter past nine on Saturday morning, a...
In 2102, a crack team of scientists aboard the I.S.S. Experimenting with a new space-based atom smasher finally managed to tear a hole in space-time while searching for some method of teleportation to make intergalactic travel easier after the world’s over-population became disastrous. This hole did not pave a way for teleportation or intergalactic travel, h...
(prelude to the Master Series) Sitting within quiet solitude, desire coursing through the space and time of my soul, invading my body in relentless surge of enflamed passion ... forbidden thoughts ... Movement of my thigh, trembling fingers seeking to calm demanding flesh ... a gentle touch. Palms caressing, reaching upwards to fold over rounded breasts, c...
[not endorsed or authorised by the BBC] Chapter 1 - science friction The time machine known as The Tardis spun silently across the space-time vortex, its time rotor humming happily to itself as it traversed the multi-layered continuum. The Doctor stood at the console, frowning slightly as he manipulated a dial. One of the readings did not seem right. He m...