No real story this time, just a series of random thoughts about my writing, my philosophies of life, and my reaction to the comments made on this site. I warn you these are just what the title says, some random thoughts about life, people and this web site. I hope this essay is entertaining and gives my "fans" or those that follow my writing a better insig...
She's such a bitch. Such a cunt. Such a whore. She is the woman I love, the woman that I married. Her pussy controls me and my life- from a distance, most of the time. She dispensed with the sex early on in our married life. Recently, her thing has been pocketbooks. Sexy designer pocketbooks. Previously, 55% of my paychecks went to her pleasure shopping. W...
I apologize for all the time between chapters. Busy, busy :) If you're following this story, feel free to leave a comment. Thanks. * A couple seconds passed, and Chamey's hand continued to float in the air between them. Jack's glare raised from it to the amused brown eyes looking back at him. Chamey finally dropped his hand. "You're not very quick for a v...
- Note - SQUICK ADVISORY - End Note - Nomi floats in the warm stream of air the shower cubby uses to dry her and reclaim water in microgravity. Eyes closed, lights dimmed, she's tempted to nap right there, soothed by the white noise of the fans and cradled by the warm updraft flowing past skin still red from scrubbing. Soon, though, the system cuts off,...
Betrayed by her Stockings As he waited for the whore to come home, he reviewed their life together and the last month since he had discovered her adultery. He had thought he had found a kindred spirit, one who loved the same things he did sports, travel, eating out, walking, theme parks and nature. They shared the same sense of humour and loved to surprise...
Memoirs of Kitty Siam -- Twenty Three Men and a Priestess. The village had no need for a police force or constabulary since violence like this was unheard of in this village. When things out of the ordinary like this did happen it fell to the Chief, the Alpha, and the Monk to sort everything out. It did not take long for this trio to be assembled around me...
Chapter One He was walking around the lake, trying to lose the extra 30 pounds of girth his 35 year old body had added since college. His mind wandered over many such subjects as it often did during such hikes. He was a home town kid, one who had gone off to college and returned to work after graduation. A rich man monetarily, but a poor man who deeply regr...
1 "So, this thing used to be a leech?" Jessie Vitelli asked, feeling slightly ill. In front of her, locked away in a glass terrarium, was a large, ribbon-like worm covered in green slime. The creature was contained with one of the normal worms - if you could call an alien, parasitic creature normal. Jessie kept looking from the generic parasite to the lee...
Dark Night of the Soul John of the Cross was a 16th-Century Carmelite priest who was canonized a saint and declared a Doctor of the Church. He is remembered primarily for his writing, particularly his poetry. His most famous poem is known as Dark Night of the Soul, which John describes as a commentary on the soul's journey to mystical union with God. The im...
Author's Note: Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know it's been like three months since the last chapter. I don't really have a good defense for it taking so long. The only thing I can say is that the delay wasn't for lack of trying. Trust me, there are at least three or four drafts of this chapter lying around, each one a minimum of ten pages (most upwards of thirty). Th...