The phone started ringing at 9:44 pm. That seemed awful late for a non-emergent call, but I let it ring anyway. "Call from San Diego, Kaw," it said, and again, "Call from San Diego, Kaw. I guess the telephone voice machine didn't know that CA stood for California not "Kaw." I get so many crap robo calls that I only answer calls that my system identifies by s...
'Discipline,' I said. 'I think that's what it's going to have to come down to.' My Muse looked surprised. 'Oh? You want me to put you across my knee?' 'Good heavens, no,' I said. 'I've never see the attraction of all that hot bottom stuff.' 'No,' she said. 'That's what I thought. Mind you, Lawrence, the chap for whom I used to muse before I came to you, h...
In the future, robotics and advanced A.I. become a ubiquitous part of society, aiding mankind in all facets of everyday life. However, they still retained the cold impersonal look of a machine until a new development rocketed over the uncanny valley. Grown rather than built, this new kind of being was made possible by hacking the human genome and combining b...
Ste. Vivienne's Clinic: "A visit during chemotherapy" Note: This fictional story is intended only to entertain adult readers. If you aren't legally old enough to do so, please do not read it. This story contains offensive language and a brief scene of lesbian sex. ^V^V^ Marissa wasn't home. I knew exactly where she was. She was at Ste. Vivienne's Clinic...
Mine is the same ol' story -- an unsuspecting male, a cheating fem, and the male's revenge. Times and places may change, but affairs of the heart remain the same. I had gotten back from a milk run to the Scorpio system -- some backwater planet around a backwater sol, nothing special. We had dropped off a load of frozen sea krill into the designated ocean si...
I was surprised when the offer came to manage the new clinic down the valley. I liked the idea, I had managed the wellness clinic for an HMO for years. Then came some shuffles and moves, a marriage, a tragedy? Circumstance, like happens in life? Back to being a single coming up on middle aged woman, living alone in a house that is too big, and working as ju...
Jagdeep was drunk, and indeed, my own head reeled with the effects of the wine. The empty bottles stood in mute testimony to our over-indulgence. I sat rather numbly in the armchair facing the settee, watching Jagdeep let him fondle her generous bosom, his hand moving beneath her loose fitting blouse. Her cheeks were flushed and her large dark eyes glazed wi...
There seem to be two main tropes for fembot stories: the man who falls in love with a robot because real women don't like him, and the man who wants to be transformed into a fembot. This fembot story is neither of these. Every so often the media picks up on the story that "The sex bots are coming!" Dum-dum-dummmmm! Cue pundits declaring that humans might fa...
I am busy writing a few shorts that popped into my old head, just a memory of something similar that happened a long time ago. This one is loosely based on a trip to Shrevesport, a place called Casino Magic. That was a ship, sitting in the mud on a river bank, the wife at the time and I ended up there for two days smack dab in the middle of what turned out t...
Sunday - Maxwell's Smart I rode Daddy for twenty minutes before he came. I'd come a bunch of times by then, but I saved the biggest for last. Well, not last, exactly. Afterwards, I managed to massage and suckle his dick back to life with my pussy, so he was good to go for another quarter-hour. After his second orgasm, though, he was pretty much done in. H...