Frankenstein, the lost journals. Hampton-on-the-bay, Dec. 18, 18--- It is with much foreboding and dread that I set these words to paper. For many years since my encounter with the mad man, Victor Frankenstein and his abominable creation in the frozen North, this story has weighted heavily on my soul and tugged on my sanity. But this is the story as it was...
=== My Siren === It is neither right nor proper to be drowning at the age of a mere twenty-three years of age. There's yet so much to learn, to experience, to feel! These thoughts churned through my head, making me angry as I fought to keep my head above the foam-covered waves that would drench my face and hair leaving the taste of salt and seaweed on my t...
First up I would strongly suggest that if you haven't read the earlier chapters please do so before reading this one, it will explain a lot of things... Now, enjoy. BB1212 ***** Androger looked at me and frowned. "Why are you back in your uniform?" he asked. I could have told him that I wanted to preserve the glorious scent of Infannzin that was now infu...
"Sweet Valerie..." I whispered, inhaling the scent in her dark brunette hair. She was lying to my left, curled up with her head resting on my left shoulder. Her legs were entwined around mine. I was lying flat on my back reaching behind her to hold her butt and occasionally slide my right hand up her smooth back. I glanced around the room. On a very ornate n...
Nara managed to complete the early day laundry duty without incident and just in time to go and assist in the kitchen. Lucky for her, the kitchen was grand enough that she was able to avoid Tetra and still be of use to the other workers. When Nara thought about it, the kitchen looked like it belonged in a five-star restaurant, not someone's house. The main h...
Sleeping was impossible for me with all the thoughts in my head about what I would find during my up coming journey. I knew nothing about the inhabitants of this world or how they would react to me. The visions of those that had traveled with me in the shuttle and the fate that had fallen upon them gave me pause that the same fate could be waiting for me out...
Shakira is a hard workin' thing, in constant motion at our workplace. She's a young, black woman with a sweet voice, a pleasing smile and well, there's no other way to put this, she's built like a brick shit house! Cute, short, but stacked and packed in all the right places. She's the color of dark chocolate and as I was soon to learn, just as delicious. Of...
Erika and I had toured Hong Kong all day, seen the sights and explored everything it had to offer. Finally we were together and spending every second in each others company, also exploring with our emotions and love. When we had first met at the airport we were both initially nervous but that quickly dissolved into relaxed happiness. We kissed passionately...
I've met a hundred Mandys. Everyone has. You know the type: Stuck somewhere between late teenage carnal appetites and early twenties jaded malaise, marooned in the perpetual gym-class line-up of her grubby urban neighbourhood. It's only Tuesday in another dull, listless week - two days before she can go and pick up her benefit money from the Post Offic...
No matter how advanced a technology is it WILL fail. It is a lesson we often forget in the Twenty Sixth century. Despite the fact that humans have colonized dozens of worlds and flung ourself out to halfway across the Milky Way, things can and do go wrong. I really have to admire our engineers and scientists. Even though there is more traffic between the wor...