In ancient times, a horrific virus spread over the world bringing death and suffering with it. The surviving population became carriers of the virus, passing it onto their children. While most were immune to the more horrific aspects of the virus that caused the death of its host, the virus brought significant change to those born with it. Child mortality ra...
This is a true story as related to me by a teacher of mine during my fourth year in secondary school. It was told to us as a means of motivation, as well as to reflect meaning in our respective lives. Donald was in secondary four, an Asian student without any hope of passing his Cambridge exams. In fact, most of the teachers who had taught him were even sur...
*This is a work of fiction. Feedback will be greatly appreciated. Here is the biggest mistake I made in my life. I slept with a patient. That is due to the second biggest mistake in my life. I am a doctor. Of course, there is a story involved. Here goes. As a kid, I wanted to be a doctor. But not to people. I wanted to be a vet. That didn't work out. M...
Some of you asked via email about where I have been. Let's just say that we old men should stay OFF of Harley Davidson trikes. *LOL* Maybe I will write THAT disaster later. I really do hate hospitals. This short tale is my wife Debra's fault. +++ There is nothing unique about my needing to train a new Doctor. Around here, physicians are in what I call "...
When I wrote the first two parts, I wanted to show meticulous planning from an MBA. Surgical precision. Military precision. Real project management bordering on ...well, some of the comments stated boredom. * In part two, I wanted to show the self-destruction and emptiness of the cheaters. Then the lack of resolution following the aggrieved wife's 'revenge'...
"I can't believe it, Carol!" Bonnie sat with her mouth open, staring at me. "It's true," I said. "The thrill of doing it is like being high. I feel so alive. It's the most exciting thing I've ever done." "Aren't you embarrassed?" "You bet I am. But that's just part of it. Somehow, it adds to my excitement. It's been like that for me since I was a little k...
Author's note: This is the first part of a story that is open ended right now. There's no intercourse in this first Chapter; still I hope you'll read it and send me a note if you'd like to read more about Nurse Synge, Captain Wilson and the origins of the Nightingale Sisterhood. The Odd Tale of Nightingale Synge—Pioneer Sexual Therapist Chapter One Some y...
Leanne sat impatiently in the doctor's office waiting room. She was at the OB-Gyn for her 6 months' post-natal visit. Everything was going just fine, the baby feeding well from her breasts, her body magically shrinking to its pre-pregnancy svelte state, she was even sleeping better at night. Well, maybe not everything was just fine. The baby's daddy skedad...
Miss Bridgeway led Carl out of the parlor and down the hall to the kitchen using his penis as a joy stick of sorts. "Did you enjoy your first session with Mrs. Swanson?" Carl had just been masturbated by one of the founding Sisters of The Sisterhood a group of progressive women who advocated CFNM as a way of controlling the sexual urges of men, young men in...
Although this is written in the first person, this story is completely fictitious. ********************** I consider myself lucky. We live in such a fast paced society now, that often people find themselves overworked and overwhelmed just to get by. I have found myself in a situation where I not only live my job, but I love my job. I live the life of, in...