"HOT COCOA! MORE HOT COCOA! I DEMAND HOT COCOA!" Milo Greyson had very little need for sleep but the effects of caffeine offered a different effect on him. It made his drive to work hyperactive. Like humans and their excessive abuse of caffeinated drinks to stay wired and alert Milo enjoyed hot cocoa as a stimulant to achieve goals. Let's not get started on...
This is a sequel to the story Jail Breaking. When you disregard all the well justified criticism of my punctuation and spelling in that effort, the majority of the numerous and overly generous comments relate to the ending or lack thereof. Technically as a short story it is complete, but I admit not in an entirely satisfying way. I also notice in the comment...
I'm Eric. I'm 28 years old and I stand 6ft 2in high. I weight around 210 pounds. I'm a carpenter by trade and I work for a guy that builds tract houses. My boss likes me because I show up every day on time and give him an honest day's work. Because of this he pays me a little extra in cash each pay period. There is nothing better than tax fee income. I have...
Leonard was in the kitchen making sandwiches for Penny and him. Penny was surfing the internet and came across a website about a Comic-Con. She spun in her chair, "Hey, Leonard, have you ever heard of Van Nuys Comic Con?" "Yeah, it's a dinky little convention where they sell collectibles and get sad D-list celebrities to appear. Why do you ask?" "I got ask...
"So are you gonna ground me, Doc?" the P-8 pilot asked. "Sorry, my friend. Three days. Mandatory. And I'm writing you a prescription. That's one nasty mess you've got going on up there, and until it's cleared out, there's no way you're flying anything." "I knew something was going on. I just didn't know it was that bad," the young Navy lieutenant, junior g...
--Day 1-- Rob Walsh pounded on his steering wheel in frustration. It was already 6 p.m. and he had told Katy he was going to be home by six. The damned traffic on Highway 53 was backed up a mile from I35, and there was no exit he could take that was going to help get him home any quicker. It looked like there was still some construction going on at the junc...
G'day everyone, Here's another offering. I've taken another well worn plot and hopefully given it a bit of a different slant. I guess you'll be the judge of that. I was originally going to split it in two but decided to post it all together. At various points of the story the narrator changes so I've signposted these by putting the character's name in at...
"Hey Dave, got a minute?" Her sweet voice sliced through the cloud that surrounded me. I was trying to make sense out of a blueprint drawn by someone whom obviously didn't have a clue as to what was important in a design drawing and what was useless. "Sure Lynn. What's up?" Lynn was our firms youngest, brightest and also the newest engineer. She had gradu...
His first sensation was one of motion, of floating forward through no power or will of his own. Hot, humid air assaulted his face and chest and privates, which he suddenly realized seemed to be totally naked. The air was so moist and burning he could barely breathe. He noted that his body's lighter than air movement was not quite smooth, but rather jerky,...
Chapter 6 - Checkups Dave sat in an easy chair in the home of Cory and Lean Donaldson, two members of the Atlanta Group. The home was on newly acquired private property on a large plot of land about halfway between Atlanta and Macon, Georgia. The land owner was Owen Bennett. Dave, Alice, Owen, Julie, and Cricket had flown up in Dave's jet on Friday afternoo...