The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. There are two nudist beaches in our district. Both are fairly difficult to get at, very stony and w...
The cabinet meeting was over. The last of the ministers who'd actually chosen to attend in person had made their way through the multiple protective doorway seals and left the flood-proof, nanoplague-proof cabinet offices deep below Whitehall, while all of those who'd appeared as holographic avatars had simply blinked out. Leonard Mortimer turned to his arti...
Chapter 6 - Cooking with Jennifer It was starting to become a familiar pattern for Jennifer and she was not sure she liked it. What she liked even less was that she was not sure about not liking it. The pattern of course was the fact that every midnight she was getting her brains fucked out by someone or make that something. Then she would sleep until near...
Helen slept very poorly that night. She kept waking up and wondering what punishment Maxie might dream up for the crime of asking her when their next encounter would be. Of course it had been stupid to ask because Maxie had made it clear that she was in control and that she had no need to explain anything to Helen or to inform her beforehand of what awaited...
Planetary Solar Power Plant, Nevada Dessert Davis ran for his life. He was stuck in the middle of the desert, but any place was better than staying here. A cling on the metal grate behind him causes his heart to beat even harder. I'm not going to make it. His mind screams for his legs to run faster. He'd never seen anything like it, except in maybe in the...
In the fall of 2020, twelve female personalities of international politics disappeared in a single day. Secret services around the planet were astonished, not being able to explain how any organization could have the necessary infrastructure to organize a global operation like that, and do it without being detected. The answer to who could have done it and w...
Young and exceptionally bright, Sheila Hurtz had joined MI7 when she was just 19. She'd been with the Service and without a public identity for nearly a decade when she was assigned to spy on the young Russian prime minister at the time, Fillyp Dombrovski. Often MI7 agents weren't given all the details of the reasoning behind their assignments, and such wa...
June 17, 2032. Father’s Day. A time of reflection for some and celebration for many. For me, it’s a time of angst. You see, my father and I have a complicated relationship. A lot of people say that about their fathers, but I don’t think their stories are anything like mine. My name is Armand Saint-Cyr. I was born in the City of Montreal, Province of Quebec,...
Copyright Otto26 Thanks to my editor, snooper, who puts up with my eccentric punctuation. Thanks also to those of you who read these stories and send me constructive feedback. If you haven't read the first two installments of this you're going to more than a little lost. Take a look at them at my profile page. * The catamaran raced across the blue waters o...
All characters are 18 years old or older. All the preparations have been made and our protagonist and his friends are leaving the safety of Arkham behind. They are off to Egypt to unearth secrets that have laid dormant for twenty thousand years. What will they find? Even though everything has been carefully planned and worked out, chaos reigned. The memb...