Holy Trinity - 3750 A.D. It was Wednesday on Holy Trinity. This was one of the two days of the week—the other, of course, being Sunday—that was designated an Energy Saving Day. Despite being in Mercury orbit and well bathed in sunlight from the nearby presence of the Sun, the Archdeacon and the Chief Pastors had deemed that the energy expenditure of the col...
Author's Note: All characters are adults, which in this context means they are at least twenty-one years of age. ***** Dearest Emily, The bonds of sisterly love compel me to relate the shameful pleasures I have experienced today, no matter how unwise, but pity me, my sweet sister, for already I suffer for it. The armour that confines me is now doubly secu...
Susanna Cox maneuvered her Suburban through the lines to the dropoff; the kids were self-absorbed on the brink of a new school day. The Monday morning was the usual chaos of reluctant rising, forced breakfast and bathroom conflicts, presided in monosyllables by a figure at the head of the table from the far side of the morning paper. The day dawned wet and g...
I stood outside the stage door, my heart thumping in my chest. I looked around the grubby sidewalk of the street downtown; I wasn't the only one out here. There was the usual collection of lowlifes hanging around trying to bum smokes, guitar geeks that wanted to talk about gear and I wasn't the only girl nervously checking her makeup and fixing her stockings...
-IAN I saw her as soon as they walked in. Her face wasn't familiar although I knew her husband. Was Samson her husband? I had never paid attention to Samson's ring finger before and I couldn't see it from here. Even trying to get a closer look during altar call didn't help. She wasn't what I called "fine" but extremely sexy. The way she walked around the o...
"You guys like the smell of salt air too?" "I do, but Mary is from Kansas City, so this is new to her." "Hi Mary. I'm Peter. And you're —" looking at the first girl. "Linda. I'm from Chicago." The student cruise around the world was sailing by the Statue of Liberty. Less than an hour into the four-month trip, I was trolling for a girl. The "Welcome Aboar...
Susanna Cox was sitting at her computer when her friend Stephanie Beasley came over. "Sorry, I didn't get back to you last night, Susie. Had a night out with an old friend from High School." Susie swivelled around and looked at her friend. "There's something different about you today, Steffie." "Different?" A worried look crossed her face. There were a cou...
My name is Sean Des-Pres. I'm a young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. Two years ago I graduated from the Police Foundations Program at Algonquin College. These days, I'm a fourth-year Criminology student at Carleton University. It's been a tough year so far. The first breath of the year 2012 has been bitterly c...
All of the characters in this work of fiction are over the age of 21. This series can be read on its own. However, Frank Melar from The Happiest Day of Her Life appears in this chapter. This chapter contains depictions of heterosexual sex. In the previous chapter, Dani Van Cleef, a newly ordained Presbyterian pastor, agreed to fly out to the home of Frank...
Ch. 01 The story of a priest The church was designed in 1959...and the nameless Catholic Architect, inspired by Rennie Mackintosh and the Arts and Crafts movement has slipped to obscurity; but his legacy is a fine and noble structure, genuflecting to C.R.M's prodigious talent. Sculpted into the hillside, on the outskirts of the city, this faux whitestone m...