A lot of the stories I've written have been based on a club, a place I call "Illusions". The motto there is, "Where Nothing Is As It Seems". I think I wrote that thinking I could get lost in that place. No one to laugh or ridicule my feelings, only others would exist there as I, fulfilling their fantasies while perhaps finding love as well. It's always been...
I suppose any man would want to have my job, although it isn't all fun and games. I travel about two-hundred days a year, am required to get my reports in on time, and, more often than not, have to endure mental and physical stresses worse than most white-collar jobs. Not that I wear a white collar. In fact, when I'm working, I wear nothing at all. I'm an i...
Prologue As the door hissed open ice steel grey eyes looked up from the report they were reading, pinning the young blonde man with a glare. "I trust this disruption is warranted?" Visibly steeling himself the younger man nodded. "You wanted to know firsthand when the attacks were beginning. They just started the first wave." Taking a deep cleansing brea...
Grace has disappeared and I am accused of doing her harm. Arbogast has tracked me down to the chambers by the lake and is asking me about the accelerator, and is suspicious of me. He has found a locked room under the clock tower and has found its key in my possession, but I cannot explain how it got there. I do not know what has happened to Grace, and my ig...
Keira rubbed her temples and shut off the light, closing her eyes. The ache in them told her she had been staring too long again. Pushing back from the desk, she dropped the book into the locked cabinet along with a spiral notebook with her discoveries. It didn't look like much, just scribbles and odd shapes, but it was five years of hard work for Keira. Sh...
Carolyn drove Bob's old Honda to his house to exchange it for her own car. She noted gratefully upon arriving that Bob's wife wasn't home. Bob invited her in and she used a spare bedroom to remove the leg brace and the hidden radio transmitter and microphone. She had carried in a spare pair of flip-flops which replaced her "orthopedic" shoes. Then she and Bo...
Spies, treachery and counter-espionage "Why would she note getting a Venereal Disease?" Deanne kept turning the question over in her head. The Matriarch had asked it when they were reviewing the information -- or lack of it -- that they'd gotten from Morena's ranch. And the question kept bugging her. Why would the premier Rancher of all the Districts,...
Warning: The following story is fiction, and the acts depicted in the story should remain fiction. It is intended for the entertainment of mature adults only. Be advised explicit sex is contained within and should not be read by minors. Chapter 10: A Really Big One For Debbie D+5 I can't believe it! I am really going to get another one! Two nights in a ro...
No, I really don't feel guilty about the whole thing. Actually, I think I performed a public service--I mean, I know better than to expect a medal or anything, but at least someone should acknowledge that I was right and that they were wrong. If it hadn't been me, it would have been someone else, and the whole thing could have gone far worse. Those people sh...
It was always the same dream. “False target generator on, track breaker on, ECW pods set to jam-on-signal, adaptive countermeasures online. Maintain speed and heading. I’m gonna take a look.” Flt. Leader Melvin said, going down his mental checklist for both of the ships in the Skyfall formation he led. His F/A-300 sharply climbed a hundred feet higher and s...