LXXI Ivory Towers Mark & Molly 2075 There was much that was making Mark feel guilty. Here he was—a married man with a devoted wife with whom he'd lived for fourteen years and a delightful nine-year old daughter—now living every day of the week in Oxford: a two hour train journey from Islington. And this was all because his employer, Sig Mu Inc., Korea, need...
Jesse slowly lifted her head over the window sill and stared across the ruined streets of Riverside and shook her head. There was no way she was going to make it back to the Shelter by sundown, it was too far and the hour too late. If she'd been listening to what everybody told her about watching the sun instead of trusting her watch she would have been okay...
Gwen's surprise at her friends' practical joke was total. As she stood looking at her family with her mouth open, Steve hugged her shoulders to him and whispered in her ear. "This was Lisa's idea. She had the patches waiting for her on the helicopters and passed them out when you weren't looking. Are you going to be able to laugh this off?" "Are you kiddin...
When Agents Charles Richards and Tom Seldon returned from Washington just after the new year, they informed their friend, Dawn Estevez, that they had confirmed the identity of her uncle and that he was, indeed, involved in their investigation. She very sadly promised not to inform anyone in her family what was going on until the investigation was closed. Th...
I looked at the category "Loving Wives", and wondered. I feel sure this was intended to be stories of the love of one wife per story, and the plural "wives" was because there were many stories in the category. However, this is one chapter about several loving "wives". In the most pedantic sense therefore this is fits the "Loving Wives" category. And in any c...
“Gene Pratt sure is a lucky guy, isn’t he?” Rodney said. His friend Mike replied, “Born with the proverbial silver spoon in his mouth.” The two were brokers at the New York firm of Cromwell, Bartleby, Stevens and Yates. On this late summer day in 1958 they were having lunch in the Financial District. The man they were talking about, Eugene W. Pratt, was on...
Andy rolled over, groaning, and hit her alarm clock. Squinting at it, she saw (through very bleary eyes) that it's was 7:35. "Shiznit, I'm late again!" she thought frantically. Her boss had warned that if she wasn't on time this morning, he was gonna fire her. Jumping out of bed, she ran for the bathroom. Yanking her oversized T-shirt over her head, she...
Michelle wanted to start fresh to explore. That's why she choose to go to South Korea. Here she was getting off the airport. Michelle got a job as an English teacher. Most of her friends and family had concern of Michelle going to South Korea. Too many odds were against her. She's black, she's women, and she's foreigner. But Michelle has always been headstro...
Author's Note - Hi everyone! This is my first attempt at writing erotic fiction, so I thought I would write some sci-fi for you guys. I hope you will all enjoy it. Comments, suggestions, or criticisms are appreciated. Fair warning; there is nothing remotely sexual until the third chapter. I will write more chapters as soon as I can. Prologue In the final...
The story of my life with computers and the internet goes back to Klamath Falls, Oregon, Pelican Elementary School and a number of primitive educational games such as "number munchers" and "the Oregon Trail." When playing, you could hear the insides of these early computers zooming and cranking to animate a small green-dotted buffalo running across the prair...