My thanks and best wishes go out to Kimtacular for her many hours of editing she spent on this story. * Sara stifled another yawn and looked at the clock again. 12:15am. She was used to getting up early and jogging as the sun came up so this late of an hour was hard on her. It probably wouldn't look too good to her new boss to be sleeping when he arrived....
UNICORN OF THE APOCALYPSE October 23rd, 2076 One Year Ago There were so many questions I didn't ask. No time. I didn't stop to ponder how a zombie could have gotten past the decon systems, through the walls, or any of the doors. Why the cameras didn't notice him/it. Nor did I ponder the sole logical explanation. Zombie. Here, now. Years of hard-wired r...
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Chapter 8: The Temple of Malicoe Author's Note: There's little in the way of sex in this particular chapter. With where the story currently is, there just wasn't any room for it in this section. If you're just in it for that, you may want to revisit a previous chapter. I'll make up for the lack of sex in Chapter 9. Enjoy! ***** It was only a few hours aft...
This story is placed within the anal section as it concerns anal sex. If you don't enjoy stories involving anal sex then you really shouldn't read this story. You will be wasting your time. But, if you do like such stories, then I hope you like this one!. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - "It was a pretty strange dream." "Dreams are the royal road to the u...
-1- The story was good for headlines in the tabloids, while the big city papers ran it lower, but still on the front page. Experts and pseudo-experts were called in to give their assessments and opinions. Television talking heads bantered about the mystery from one end of the country to the other and even over-seas. Some stories, even on a single person, ca...
On my way to my first Monday class, I stopped by my assigned graduate student cubicle in Hertz Hall, the main building for the university's electrical engineering program. Each of us in the graduate EE program had one where we could study, receive messages, and store stuff between classes. Maybe the university is preparing us for our cubicle destinies? My t...
(WMD = Winter Men's Dilemma; My own irreverent spin on the BBC mythology) *Editing magic performed by KJ24 and Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells* *This story is NOT TO BE TAKEN SERIOUSLY!* * Vlad ~ "You actually expect me to believe my father, brothers and I have the genetic capability to addict every woman we h...
She'd had enough. The revolver she kept in the closet was loaded with six bullets before she stepped to the mirror, covering the latest red mark on her neck with make up. Yes, she'd kill him this time, she told herself, it can't go on. As she strutted out onto the drive of the big house his wealth had brought her, she felt a strange but undeniable pleasure i...
Chapter 22: Homecoming ***** Time seemed to have lost much of its meaning during the many weeks on the open ocean. Every time Jack looked out past the ship or through one of the many port windows, the sight never changed. The enormous and seemingly endless body of water presented the same view at the very break of day and at the onset of night, a quiet tra...