The following story is set in an alternative universe. It was 2019 and most nations around the world had agreed to start engineering their own spaceships to explore the cosmos in hopes of colonization. It was a stupid idea to 32-year-old Bernard Bard who sat in his living room couch reading the paper with the whole space exploration being the headline. He t...
Disclaimer: I almost never wrote any more due to the situation never did go as I had prayed as a result I had to go through with my divorce in spite of my religious beliefs against divorce. The names are changed to protect identities just as previous parts. It is said "life is like a river that flows always changing." I'm not sure where that saying came from...
My heart grows heavy and tired. As I kneel down against the moist, unforgiving pavement, I long for my own death, my own eternal solitude. I calmly remove the knife from her once vibrant chest and notice the blood flowing from the gaping sore towards the ground. It makes a perfect homogeneous mixture together with the acidic rain water that discolors these b...
CHARLIE "Yeah, we're getting there," Rose sighed, and I could practically see her head shaking despite the fact we were talking on the phone. "I mean, in his defense, it's been a couple of weeks, I've just been tired, not feeling well, so I get it," She continued. "And he's definitely getting gropey." "Ah yes," I laughed, hoping to add some levity to the...
Sometimes life before was a blur; Friday would come and I would ask myself where the week had gone. Sometimes life before was like eternally riding the moving sidewalk at the airport. You look ahead at the stretch in front of you, and you think to yourself, hey, I'll never get there. You were always wrong, of course. Before you could let your breath out, the...
Suzy Gray was a 20 year old Junior at State U., and it was her turn to host the study group for the Cultural Anthropology course at her small off-campus apartment. When the study session was starting the process of wrapping up, pleasantries were exchanged amongst the students. Suzy asked a question of Tony Munro, a slender, studious black sophomore. "Hey Ton...
Stacy suppressed frustration. Her pussy wanted more. It wanted a hell of a lot more. They'd been at it barely ten minutes. Philip had already cum twice and now she knew it would be a while before he could perform again. She was just starting to get in the swing of things. She'd had three orgasms... that barely qualified as foreplay for Stacy Lancaster. Clos...
I guess you really couldn't call it a pity fuck because in the end there was no pity involved and for me, at least, I never got literally fucked. It all started in the hotel bar where I'd had a few drinks. I was traveling on business and normally don't drink at all but the meetings had ended early and since my flight didn't leave until the next morning I had...
Dr. Daniel Jackson had been a member of SG-1 for eight years. He was the first discover the secret behind ancient devices known as the Stargates, and after a brief little adventure on a primitive alien planet he decided to settle down there. It wasn't that he liked the locale--he hated travel--it was all for a woman. His wife. A gorgeous, exotic and passiona...
Jon stared in the mirror. It has been so long that he had forgotten the last time he did. What it reflected was not as bad as he remembered from that occasion. But it was a hell of a far sight from the last time he had been naked with her. He picked up the jar of moisturizing cream that the docs at the VA insisted would help soften the scars, stop the itch...