Tuesday, January 3, 2012 C.E. Wayne Manor, 1007 Mountain Drive, Gotham City Bruce Wayne quickly grew tired of the conversion and fake pleasantries between Mia Dearden, aka Speedy and Rose that accompanied any two-people meeting who had been on opposite sides before. Bruce walked through the Master Ballroom on autopilot toward his office, as he realized m...
This is one of those stories where there really isn't a category to put it in. I thought about the humor category but unless you understand my dry sense of humor it wouldn't work so I had to settle on Non-erotic. Those of you who are close enough to me to really know me realize I have a weird thought process I have been known to come up with some really di...
I emerged from the blackness to find myself on the beach. Strange, when I had fallen asleep I had been hundreds of miles inland. Lying on my back, staring up at the sky, I saw that the stars were more brilliant than perhaps I had ever seen. Even more strange, the area around me wasn't dark. Hmmm...brilliant stars without the requisite blackness normally requ...
Today started out as simply as any other. Woke up (grudgingly), got the kids off to school with only a small amount of bitching and arguing, and indulged in one of the simple pleasures in life and probably the highlight of my morning: instant store brand coffee with hazelnut creamer and a marlboro light. As I eased my nicotine craving and sipped my caffeine...
I remember when it started. It was all innocent, and gentle. I felt the presence of what I can only explain as someone. I knew it wasn't something, but someone. I knew it was a he, for I was familiar with the strength of a man's presence. I could even smell him, a sweet musky scent, that I grew to love. Of course I never let anyone in on this, for fear that...
"Dust storm?" said Thomas MacKensie. "Yes, Tom. A bad one. You and Stacy need to batten down the hatches as soon as possible, because you may be there for a while," replied Li Chen, mission director for the first Mars landing. Thomas sighed and clicked off, then went back to the sleeping compartment to wake up Anastasia (Stacy) Ivanova, the moody Russian c...
"Where are all the BBW strippers, let alone BBW strip clubs?!" ― Don Keedik From the tenth floor of the Four Queens, Don could hear the drunken droves below, as the six-foot tall, Chinese BBW jerked his javelin. This mental snapshot ― tattered, and yellowing with age ― graced the cover of his cerebral photo album. Most broke out Polaroids of brainwashed k...
To recap. I had answered a listing on craigslist from a married mom that wanted nasty stories sent to her email account. I sent one, and 'Jane' loved it. This is the follow up to 'Who Wants to Tell Me a Story'. So I responded to the listing. I sent the email to the craigslist account. I was drinking when I read it, and had done a few more shots while writi...
Chapter One: Ares Vineyard The Red Planet. Tom never thought he'd see it, not in person. Sure, the colony had been founded over thirty years ago, and ships traveled back and forth between Mars and Earth all the time now, but he'd never really imagined himself, you know, in space. When the opportunity came knocking, in the form of an email from his boss ask...
"What do you mean, we are going to do nothing!" The Martian Manhunter looked at her, "She has broken no laws." "So, you are all fine that she took over Lexcorp?" Wonder Woman demanded. "It has gotten Luthor out of the way for the moment." Superman pointed out. "I'd expect that from you Kal," Diana fumed. "But you are all understating the evil of Pricilla...