Sasaki, 1977 Quantum Chemistry Stories

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Review: DNA Hunters - #3

by velvetpie on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

***** ‘Hentai’ literally means pervert in Japanese. Today, most everyone knows that ‘hentai’ is anime pornography. For those of us who love cartoons and especially anime, the Japanese version of cartoons, these adult cartoons fulfill our mature fantasies while remaining based in the medium of our childhood. No Yosemite Sam blowing up innocent rabbits here. Y...

An Interview with Justine

by SuperVC10 on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Sept. 1st, 1973 Carl Beswick Interviews Ms. Justine Ulla Roschmann America International Corp. Royal Cathcart Hotel, Hong Kong 15:45 - 17:00 hrs. "Testing, testing. 1, 2, 3. 3, 2, 1, testing, testing. This is Carl Beswick." **Tape Recorder on Play** Miss Roschmann enters Bendick's Tea Room located within the Cathcart Hotel. She is wearing light blue s...

Senran Kagura: Kunoichi Bikini Brawl!

by JackOLantern on Apr 22, 2025

“Gooooood morning NinTV!” a cute girl with short bangs and a ribbon in her hair stood outside a large, gated entrance. She struck an energetic pose and smiled wide as she continued, “I’m here at the fabled Sasaki Estate on the Hidden Crescent Island and I’m sooo excited to get started!” The camera panned to the entrance and zoomed in, but only revealed a few...

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History Unseen

by Erosire on Apr 29, 2025

The void stretched before him, a canvas of perfect darkness punctuated only by the dying light of the event horizon. Bobby Kestrel stood at the observation deck of the Eternal Glory, watching as the last remaining black hole in Sector 7 pulsed with gravitational waves. The reinforced quantum glass should have made him feel secure, but nothing truly felt safe...

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Driving in Snow Ch. 10

by QPwC on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Chapter 10. Progress. Over the next few weeks I spent a great deal of time writing up invention disclosures. Mostly I worked in the office. Ann was in and out. She was doing things relating to school as well as writing up patent disclosures. When we had a group of five or six completed we would have Ivan witness them and send them off to Ann's patent atto...

Demon Gate

by Snekguy on Jun 19, 2018
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Author's note: this story has been re-edited to bring it up to my current standards as part of an effort to make Ebooks. It features improved editing, grammar, punctuation, and also includes rewrites and expanded scenes where necessary. Please see my bio for more information. CHAPTER 1: WANDERLUST "Onward, you dumb beast," Satou said as he slapped the ox o...

Riding Naked & Wet in the Rain

by buck_maelstrom on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

His face hidden in shadow beneath the brim of a black hat, the man on the train gazed out at the high desert. His eyes were gray and cold and expressionless, like a knight without armor in a savage land. The ticket-puncher asked with a bored smile: "Business or pleasure?" The tall man touched his black hat and said softly: "Business." Miles away, Georgia O...

Promises, Promises Pt. 02

by ribnitin on Nov 12, 2019
Loving Wives

This is a prequel to, and assumes you've read Promises, Promises pt. 1. My thanks to Bad Hobbit for his insightful comments on the original draft. ***** She was perfect, and I hadn't expected that. I was looking for something specific: a straightforward explanation of how enzymes use quantum tunneling to transfer electrons. I wasn't expecting to meet the l...

Blood Relations

by Suvinceus on Nov 13, 2009
BDSM

My name is Mayumi Shimazu. I am a chauffeur working for the Takeda family. They are a wealthy family known for their famous jewelry that all the beautiful women wear, and the man behind all of it was Tadakazu Takeda. His son, Kazunari Takeda, is a handsome actor who was featured in commericals for the jewelry, and had a beautiful wife. Her name was Shiori Ta...

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My Troublous Dreams This Night

by A_Bierce on Apr 3, 2019
Erotic Horror

THE FUTILITY OF ATTEMPTING to inspire post-pubescent males to pay attention to my morning lecture—more accurately, my yet-again-bootless attempt to emplant even a soupçon of learning in their somnolent minds—forced me yet again to reconsider the wisdom of my accepting appointment as Charles Lutwidge Dodgson Distinguished Professor of Sociology and Forensic P...