My inspiration for this spoof (am I giving too much away?) is any one of the excellent nasty stories written by C.D.E. A good example is, "Accidents Will Happen" Read C.D.E. for fun, even though you don't have to have read his stories to enjoy this one (I hope). * * * * * We open on a typical scene of newlywed domestic bliss. A well-endowed, thirty-somethi...
This story was written four years ago and written on spec. I've made adjustments since then but the story has not been changed. All characters are over the age of 18. It was one on a sunny afternoon, a Sunday afternoon. People were trying to race home so they could be ready for work the next morning, except one of the few people who didn't was now at a c...
Chapter 3: Dinner and the Date Captain Janeway watched Torres leave the conference room, despite being in the worst position threatening her career to date, her aroused state couldn't stop her staring at Torres well muscled ass as she seductively left the room. Tom must be one happy man, Janeway thought to herself, sighing, as she turned around, staring at...
The Living Dead walk the planet Earth, hungry for human flesh, and that's not even the worst part. In this post-apocalyptic world, there were few certainties. Even death isn't final anymore. Chaos reigns everywhere, and after the Governments of America and the United Kingdom thought they could destroy the Zombies by bombing some of the world's most heavily i...
Last year, I wrote a story entitled Foul Language, wherein a bitter, angry Geoff Matheson had been through an ugly, unjustified divorce from his wife of 30 years. The most dispiriting part of the whole episode was the vile treatment he received at the hands of his wife's divorce lawyer, one Claire LaPointe. Geoff survived the divorce, and moved to the West...
ONE The city of two million people sleeps and as the clock sweeps its 24-hour cycle (two 12-hour cycles in many instances) citizens die, give birth, are abused, wed, laugh, cry, pay homage and divorce. So, for some life sucks. As the dawn approached, Linda checked the clock, smiled the smile of a dreamer, and slipped back to sleep without reaching into th...
They say no two snowflakes are alike, that each is unique. But as the wind whipped flakes into a blizzard-fueled frenzy, each felt like the same sharp-edged blade, ripping through the air to slice into my skin. I huddled further into my oversized coat, shivering as cold air slithered under its edges. Massachusetts winters are not for the faint of heart, and...
Lucid never had figured out why the women of this land traveled clad only in the barest of clothing. The lack of modesty didn't bother him in the slightest. He spent many hours sitting in market squares watching the women as they passed. Their strong legs and arms ran to smoother lines rather then muscle tone. Their silken skin covered just enough muscle and...
First I should tell you how I met Thea. I was asked to observe her teach her 6th grade English class. I had been hired to help evaluate the staff of a private school just outside the city, and I had never met Thea before. I arrived just before the bell and barely had time to introduce myself, though of course she was expecting an observer. I figured she was...
Part One: The Wizard Terrill Thistledown ran her fingers through her unruly mop of fine hair, setting it into further disarray. She closed her eyes for a slow count of ten, and opened them again. The six people, who had appeared abruptly in front of her, still occupied the exact same spot in the clearing. She looked closer at the group. In the short space...