Prologue: In the first part of 'Repopulation' student Nurse Allie Cooke tried to survive in the horror of post-apocalyptic Nebraska. Working at a hospital for the war's casualties, she has been kidnapped by someone or something... Chapter 3 As the effects of the anesthetic wore off, and Allies mind cleared of the deep dark fog that had kept her unconscious...
The following story is true. The names have been changed to protect the horny. One boring Monday at work... It had been a week since my first encounter with Rose. Seven long days since our friendship of a few years had finally crossed the line that we had danced around for so long. We had known for many months about our shared love of sex, and had many fr...
I'd like to apologise to Patricia Cornwell, but I won't... Grace drove through the cool, crisp, Virginian morning in her SUV. It was always cool and crisp. There didn't seem to be a summer at all and, apart from a couple of snowy days, crisp was pretty much it. She presumed that it was all in the cause of persuading some hapless Hollywood producer to film h...
The world is changing. And many people are afraid of what these changes mean. Global warming. Political upheaval. Plagues. Wars. Yeah, all the flavors of humanity. It doesn't matter where you live, these changes will affect you. My name is Steve Voltaire and I'm a young black man of Haitian descent living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. Lots of chang...
Oh, a submarine! THE BUS FROM Hickam AFB deposited me and my seabag at NAS Barbers Point (a bit Ewa of Pearl Harbor) in early January 1960, less than five months after Hawaii became the 50th star on the US flag. I was stationed there until November 1961, when I was transferred to NAAS New Iberia, Louisiana. I must confess that I wasn't sad to leave the isl...
He always screwed me with his eyes. Whether walking past me or across the room, I could feel it, and without a doubt, they were always fixed on me, like a magnet. I'd been working at the firm three years when Micha came in as a Legal Assistant a year ago. I really didn't think much of him upon introductions, in fact, I snubbed him, but there were always the...
Let me start by saying that at times I can be rather dense – slow on the uptake, as it were. A classic case of the absent minded professor, only I'm not a professor. Not yet, anyhow. I have as much sex drive as the next man (at least I think I do) but, to me, there is a time and place for everything. If Cupid's arrow comes at an unexpected time or from and u...
Ned gazed upon the Swedish beauty convened with her parents in the family manor's living room. Lycka's admission application portfolio didn't do justice to her sky-blue eyes, high cheek bones and fair complexion. Seated prim and proper in a cushioned chair, she exuded youthful joie de vivre even as she attentively followed the adult conversations. The fashio...
Kimberly was gorgeous and what is more she knew she was. Six foot three inches tall, an hourglass figure with long wavy blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes that shined when the light reflected off them, the 29-year-old could have been a model. Instead she had gained a college law degree and bagged a job at one of the city's top law firms. Not one for doing...
This is a completely non-erotic story. The closest I come to "sexiness" is a brief description of the protagonist's co-worker's breasts in a halter top. Sorry. ****** Trapped in the darkness, I didn't know what had happened. Was anyone alive? Was I alive, or was this my own personal version of hell? There had been an instant of complete, unsettling quiet....