"So how is this Thursday night thing supposed to work?" I ask Cyn, while we cuddle naked on the bed, having exhausted ourselves in my shower. "I'm not really sure, Mike." She confesses. "We've never invited anyone to join us before. I'll call you after I talk with Barbara and Shelly." She says, while drawing circles on my chest with her fingertip. We've b...
Hey folks. Thanks to Barney-R for his great work in editing this story. And thanks to all of you who read it. No under 18 sex. SS06 * * * * * * When I think back now on where my life went off the rails, I'm sure it was the concert. We should never have gone. Before the concert, our lives, our marriage, and our relationship were normal. However, that's a...
The white battlecruiser crept through space like a stalking Siberian tiger, moving ever closer to the herd of unsuspecting ochre-hued prey. The giant blue star at the heart of the Pi Sagittarii system cast its cool light over the closing ship, making it seem like night was falling on that wintry scene, the huge insectoid ships huddling together for warmth in...
The referee held his gloved hand high in the air. The crowd was hushed as the ring announcer spoke, "Ladies and Gentlemen, the winner of this World Featherweight Championship Boxing Match to unify the title, by technical knockout, and still undefeated; Baby-face Jack Mc Coy." The crowd screamed in approval. Jack's trainer and manager Fred Marino wiped the b...
Thanks for your patience. This is another long chapter. I hope you enjoy it. ***** 1 Yumi Takahashi The first piece of technology to fail on Samothea was a rotivator that Yumi Takahashi repaired. Yumi could get none of the large old farming equipment to work, though Michio Nakatani sent her many replacement parts. She worked on a mechanical plough, a tra...
CHAPTER ONE - Note from Author: This is the entire book. Amber Fire It was cold. It was always cold in Russia. Working to keep my breathing easy after having starved my lungs by running I approached the back en-trance to the underworld brothel. It wasn't the average brothel that Russia was home to many of. No, this was the choice of high ranking offici...
Copyright PennameWombat November 2019 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actua...
Hello everyone. This is my first submission, so I crave your indulgence. I do not like to write without trying to develop a convincing world and character for that. I hope I have done that here. Unfortunately due to that the page number of the submission has blossomed into much more than I initially intended. I did not set out to write a quick stroke story...
Chapter 1. The beginning (where else?). Amanda Silk closed the last file on her desk and looked at the watch on her wrist. Six thirty again, she thought, wondering if Andy had started dinner yet. She smiled, thinking of her husband, sitting at home, beer in hand, and watching a game on cable. No, probably hadn't even noticed the time. Andy was a panel beate...
Chapter 1 The cold front covering New England was so intense that the conditions outside Karen Lincoln's nineteen-twenties farmhouse were Siberian-like and according to the local radio station's weather forecast, it was unlikely to get any warmer over the next five days. It had snowed heavily for three days, leaving a blanket of snow three feet deep and iso...