She sat at her desk and read the memo that she found lying in the middle of her desk when she came in that morning. The information it contained was disturbing and she frowned. She had promised her husband that she would free her schedule so the two of them could take a four day weekend and sneak off and be alone. The arrangements were made. Jake had made th...
I was a late bloomer, sexually. I never had any girlfriends in high school; in fact I was too painfully shy to even talk to girls. As a result, I was still a virgin in my second year of an honours biochemistry/physiology degree, at the age of 19, when I met the woman who would come to dominate my life. Jessica was a 35 year-old grad student, doing a PhD in...
As I wandered through the house, on my return to my downstairs apartment, I took a closer look at the opulence of the house I grew up in with my parents. I came to the startling reality, that I had never been a real part of any of it. It would seem that my parents' lover had raised me; I had never gotten to know my mother and my father as still a mystery to...
"You gotta be vigilant with Gobs. Gob blood will ruin a blade quicker than rust." Therian wiped down his sword with a dry cloth. Tiny green body parts intermingled all around him. "It is because the blood is caustic. I once met a Monstrologist who described it as some kind of evolutionary defense mechanism. The Central Kingdom would hire sell swords to kill...
Chapter One "Paulie, want to see a human sacrifice?" my editor asked. "Not unless you're the victim, Scotty." I didn't even glance up from my keyboard. Working for an alternative weekly newspaper was all glory, let me tell you. Not only do I get to investigate, write, edit, and typeset all my articles, I get to do it while my editor hangs over my shoulder...
It was just past Monday noon when I knocked at the office door of the St. Louis Choral-Symphony Society. A pale man in his twenties wearing a dark suit and white shirt opened it and asked who I was. I told him of my appointment and he ushered me in immediately. Alfred Ernst was a man of average height, with an immaculately coiffed beard and hair, elegant cr...
In Which Innocence is embraced by Religious Faith and found in a Convent; the virtues of Faith, Hope and Charity are also revealed and Charity finds her natural place; Purity is found in the spiritual home of Faith but lives outside its confines. The Convent of St Mary Magdalene the Prostitute was situated a long way from any town or city and surrounded by...
This is a true story though the names and places have been changed. To ensure that the younger generation appreciate the sensuality of the incident, I am giving a précis of the mores, prevalent at the time. In the sixties in the U.K. there were few "enlightened men" who believed that women were entitled to enjoy sex as much as the males did. It was quite co...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Or is it? All characters herein are imaginary. Or are they? All events described here are fictitious. Oh, really? All locales described here are real and actual. But this story is not to be taken seriously. Or is it? All sexual activity depicted here involves humans at least 18 years old. Really. This is not a hot stro...
I drove slowly down the tree-lined street looking for the address that was my intended destination. It had been nearly 11 years since I had left my hometown under a cloud. I had recently moved back when a job opportunity presented itself. I had agonized over the decision: I wanted to come back home but I was afraid of what awaited me there, in terms of my pe...