The knock on the door reverberated through the library carrel. The carrel had been quiet as a monastery. The only sounds were the rustle of pages or the soft tapping of laptop keys. There it was again, politely insistent, daring him to ignore it. But this time, Dan opened the door. "Excuse me," Alice said, pushing the black glasses unconsciously up her sma...
Flash story, everyone over eighteen, just a quick story about men's pursuit of women. ***** Business school in college seems always trying to think outside the box. Trying to find solutions for doing more with less. I was faced with another sort of problem, but it was a business solution that solved it for me. In this big wide world, there are heroes, vil...
I don't always listen to the news but recent articles have made me think about a few philosophical ideas revolving around this whole global warming situation, although now it's called climate change because as always, my front yard is covered in a foot off snow as opposed to a thick layer of green grass. I am not an expert in this topic but I don't need to b...
You are the lone pilot too the S.S. Strongarm, a lightspeed fast exploratory vessel meant for deep space expeditions and you hava very important mission. About a year ago, the First Galactic Power, or the FGP, recorded an unexplainable anomoly far beyond the mapped regions of space. They don't know what it is or why it's happening, but it seems to be emanati...
When I left university I found it very difficult to get a job. I was unemployed for almost two years. Eventually, my Mother found a job for me. It was a small ad in the newspaper that wanted someone who was personable, clean, honest and nonthreatening. My Mum thought it was me. I sent an application in with all my details. I waited for almost three weeks to...
Don had been hard at work for days, dragging himself through a lengthy research project at the University Library. The only thing that made it worthwhile was the luscious young woman who sat at the document desk and assisted scholars with their work. Don would be certain to visit that desk as often as possible, taking out documents one at a time, maximizing...
Wednesday 14th October 1998, Portsmouth Sophie's Flat It is the day of Master King's first Lecture. It is at 10am today and a full two hour double period. I think there is about twenty four of us in the class but World History is such a wide geographical area we will probably be put into smaller groups. I work better that way and often prefer to go solo. I...
(Hi All. This is one of the first erotic stories I ever wrote, back in the days of yore. It was never really written with CHYOA's format in mind, but I figured it's worth a shot to submit. The perspectives change between characters and it's primarily women being desperate for men. If there's any further interest or it seems like it gets a decent amount of su...
Bright lights flickered on in the hallway as Oliver staggered down to the mess hall. The day cycle was partially effective. Oliver still struggled to sleep, but isolation from the normal rhythm of the sun ranked near the bottom of the reasons. He and his research team arrived at the facility two months earlier, ferreted away to the Arctic as part of the mili...
Chapter 04 Thursday and Friday passed without incident. On Thursday I did my interview for the newspaper, which went quite well. The reporter seemed anxious to get an agreed version, and was happy to ignore any comment of mine which I regretted as I said it, and let me answer the questions in my own way, not just sound bites. I did achieve one other gentl...