My name is Steve, and I am what you call an aspiring artist, so I am always embarking on different adventures to find inspiration. Previously, I was an accountant, but I quickly learned it was a profession I didn't have a genuine passion for. I didn't know where my life would lead me, but I knew I needed to find something soon. One day, I was looking out at...
I was recently promoted and put in charge of developing the marketing materials for a new product. I have been involved in putting together other projects but this was the first where I was one responsible. At the recommendation of our Art department I contacted a local photographer before heading to the train and home. While on the train I checked and saw...
What happens when you fall in love with your science project? I really need to specify that in this case, we're talking about a project that's really elaborate, expensive and outrageously lovely. We're talking about a fully sentient android, one with the body of a goddess and the face of an angel. It almost began as something untainted by blatant sexual de...
She impressed the man at the agency. Although she was nearing her mid-twenties she'd pass for less than sixteen at a push, if the lighting was tasteful. Perfect for the Loving Lolita series, she was obviously legal; nevertheless she possessed sufficient charm to satiate the sweetest of appetites, and she didn't have the risibility factor of the blowsy old ta...
A New Beginning Melissa slipped into the departmental office, her feet feeling sticky and sweaty in the pumps she had hastily shoved on. She looked around and saw the visitors' chairs were empty. Then Professor Gavin's office door opened and the departmental admin stepped out. When he saw Melissa, he nodded back to the office and whispered, "They just went...
At about four p.m. yesterday, I discovered I'd left my design portfolio on the kitchen counter. I was supposed to meet with the board of directors at 5:30 and if I didn't have that portfolio, I was screwed. So I called my wife, Alora, and begged her to bring it to me. Let me just say—I have an amazing wife. Alora is a gorgeous brunette with a killer body a...
Unexpected "I told you, the date was fine," I huffed as I picked apart my lunch. I met Lara between classes per her request—I regretted that decision. She wanted details from Friday night, and I would have rather had my fingernails pulled out, one by one, with rusty pliers. I didn't want to relive that flop of a date or the mediocre sex that followed; eve...
Introduction Charlie Fairbanks-Green, now calling himself Charlie Green, arrived in Manhattan from London to begin a new life without mom. He'd lived for twenty-six years with his mother originally Sylvia Fairbanks-Utting, who married and became Sylvia Fairbanks-Green and then two years ago remarried to become Sylvia Fairbanks-Morrison. Fortunately for Cha...
Rain fell in endless sheets upon the pavement as a hooded figure walked staunchly forward. The figure's face was pointed downward, and it was clear by the way they were walking that they were less than pleased to be out in the elements. The sun had set hours before, and the streetlights reflected eerily against the slick road. The sidewalks were almost ent...
"I want some of the weed you've been smokin'!" Sam Beckett exclaimed, "Or a taste of your psychedelic mushrooms!" "You can call off the narc squad - I'm as clean as a set of bowels after a gallon of polyethylene glycol colonoscopy prep," bantered Tom Kiernander, one of Sam's poker buddies and a fellow sales associate at Kevvexx Pharmaceuticals. "Besides, I...