Chapter 1 Labor status pending?" What on earth is going on? Kimmi Riasco thought as she watched the evil red light blink on the computer screen in her cubicle. Labor status pending! What does that mean? Kimmi looked over her shoulder to make sure none of her co-workers were close enough to see what she was doing. Not that it would matter for very long she t...
Notes: The translations from the Nahuatl language below are not my own. I pillaged the phrases from another website. Credit where credit is due. In the Imperial calendar system there are five placeholders. The middle number is the year, and to the right of that are the month and the day. The two leftmost numbers are larger increments of years, groups of tw...
It had been almost twelve hours and Mary had been following the progress of Rear Admiral Joseph Hartwell. After sending him to Abrir Oculta Providence to retrieve Derrick's family she could only wait. Checking in on Derrick every few minutes there still hadn't been any improvement. Not really one to worry that much Mary was actually hoping that his family wo...
Chapter 39 – Tracy in a plane crash The TV announcer was talking at a rapid rate. Several of the others in the room stopped what they were doing to look at the screen because of the panic in the announcer's voice. " ... the plane had just taken off from St. Louis' Lambert Field. According to local sources, a microburst from a nearby thunderstorm may have...
Chapter 16 – Party aftermath, expansion of The Circle A week later, everyone in The Circle sat in the living room enjoying a cocktail before we had a dinner based on some of the leftovers from the prior week's Graduation Party that had been frozen to preserve them. Bob said, "So what was the fallout from the party? Anyone want to start?" Tracy said, "I go...
Authoress' notes: This is a(nother) sequel to the Imperial Prostitute series. I know I'll get a lot of negative feedback on this story, but I don't care. I really enjoy writing this, especially the character Ta'tan'ia. If you don't want to read it, don't. I really, really want to end this series, as I do feel as though it's going on too long. However, beside...
It all started with my wife and I sharing fantasies one night as a prelude to making love. She asked me what my sexual fantasies were as she slid her hand in between the buttons on my pajama top; thinking quickly I told her I married my only fantasy – she laughed and told me she wanted to know for real. The funny thing is I couldn't tell her my real fantasy...
Frank Ballwell, my boss and the managing partner in the law firm, and I had been working on the month-end reports for most of the day. It was now past 6:00 PM, neither of us had eaten dinner and it was obvious that there were at least a few hours work left. "Well, Jimmy, we're not going to finish the reports any time soon,'" he said "and I have an additiona...
Marcia took her favorite route home that night. The one along the secluded back road where she could press her Eclipse's accelerator pedal to the floor, and just let it go. Marcia loved the feeling of the air rushing by, as she drove along the deserted two-lane with her windows down and her long, raven hair flowing around her. She hit that long stretch of...
Chapter 2 Meeting a Hero This story is a work of fiction only. Any chance resemblance to actual people or events is purely accidental. After about a month in the Hospital, I was cycled back to the U.S. for rehab therapy and medically retired from the Marines. Flying home again for the first time since my reserve unit was activated, I was glad to exc...