At this point in the evening, I was still pleasantly damp from my shower, a towel draped across my shoulders. Wandering back into the living room, I had my eyes fixed on the plain black box that sat within the cabinet. The glowing blue letters of Sony were emblazoned on the front, the red 'ready' light blinking away as it responded to it's connection to the...
Just for some context, this story was inspired by the article of the same name, written by a friend of mine. But I should note: any similarities to any persons living or dead is purely a coincidence. Would I lie? God Hates.... Superman? A story of Sean Ryan. Security specialist Sean Aloysius Patricus Ryan did not like working science fiction conventions...
I awakened that day to an early morning sun warming my skin and the sounds of birdsong drifting into my cell. A steaming cup of dandelion root and young nettle tea had been placed on the floor near my head and the shade raised, so I lingered a moment in the sunlight stretching slowly, stiffly, before rising. My nipples throbbed dully as I gently sipped the h...
Standing barefoot among the soft grass, a smile playing at the corner of his mouth. He shakes his head gently each time he thinks of how so much is different in his life. He is so much happier than before and so much more secure in his own character. There's a light wind coming in off the coast, he looks around at the softly swaying branches of the trees tha...
Thellius crouches atop a large hill the sun warming his black scales, he stretches his massive wings after the longest flight he has ever had in his lifetime. As he relaxes in his comfortable position he smells the air and sneezes as he takes in his first breath of pollution. He scratches at his long serpentine snout trying to ease the burning sensation that...
An eerie light was emitted in the night, not a terribly bright light but almost as though each and every object possessed its own form of fluorescence. In this almost-night a boy wandered, too tall to be a mere child but too innocent to be called a man, through the streets of an unnamed city. His clothes were tattered where they weren't ripped or absent, but...
Paula stretched her arms over her head and sighed. It was a hot, hot day and perfect for working on her tan. She smiled and said softly to herself, "My allover." When she woke this morning at her lake cabin, she smiled at the note she saw beside her on the bed. "Hey babe, headed out to fish with my buds this morning. Probably not home 'til late this afterno...
I was standing on a balcony overlooking the ocean, allowing the cool night air to play across my skin. I was wearing a light white beach dress, sheer and floaty, which hinted at nothing underneath. The light breeze carried the salt of the sea and refreshed me, catching my hair and playing with it. I was admiring the moonlight on the ocean and not paying atte...
Years ago I was working as a consultant for the State Department of Mental Health in Tennessee. Being a consultant meant I traveled the western part of the state helping rural communities set-up vocational training programs for the disabled. Being a traveling consultant also meant I worked out of an office group that was comprised mostly of social workers tr...
~o The Luscious Ursula o~ Edgar had difficulty remaining comfortable. The sofa he sat on was comfortable, the room he was in was a nice parlor. He was a shy, young man with little self confidence. His eyes remained looking down at the glass of wine that he held in his hands. Every so often, he would throw a quick glance up and steal a look at the buxom, red...