She wasn't an AI. Let's get that clear right from the start. She wasn't an AI or a robot, a clone or a hologram. She was a virtual being, encoded and embodied at once. She was solid and could be touched. She could be kissed, or struck. But if you cut her, she didn't bleed. That's because inside her there was only light. Open up her surface, and you'd see not...
Author's Note: For the sake of simplicity I used a male/ female couple. The dance can be adapted with ease to suit a male/ male or a female/ female couple. The instructions found within do not have to be followed step by step; they are only hints and suggestions. A big Thank you to Sophia Jane for the wonderful edit. This piece wouldn't have been half of w...
“We all make mistakes I suppose.” Sharon raised the glass of Merlot to her lips, her eyes fixed, almost glazed, somewhere between the next table and the tacky wallpaper behind the waitress station some twenty feet away. A sip, then half the glass drained. “I’ve made a few mistakes.” Her fingers tapped the tabletop; she bit her lip. Her bright green eyes...
We are at home, watching a little bit of nothing on the TV, neither of us is really interested but we are not tired either, I am lying with my head on your chest, curled up against you on the sofa. My hand idly strokes your chest while yours strokes my hair and neck occasionally increasing the pressure around the back of my neck. I snuggle down closer enjoyi...
[©2010 BY CLINTON09; ALL CHARACTERS OVER THE AGE OF 18; NO EVENTS DESCRIBED ARE TRUE] Caveat: if you dig the Octomom and the idea of pregnancy, then soldier on; if not, you are dismissed. * My name is Thurman. I am a billionaire. I bought one of those many on line website gossip columns that have an occasional presence on TV as well. I paid much too much...
The conference room was everything you would imagine a high corporations conference room to be. Though what made this room unique was the long black-glassed table that stretched the length of the room guarded by leather chairs along its sides. The room walls were curved opening wider in the middle and tapering just enough to give it an oval like shape. At on...
Chapter 1: The Search I awoke one morning in an ecstasy of pleasure. One of those dreams that was so deep and vivid that the contrast of waking life seemed dull and unreal. My boxers were drenched and my straining cock twitched. I wouldn't describe myself as sexually unhinged, but I had deep fantasies. Recently I'd been having these dreams and decided to ac...
The sun was watching her as she kissed me. That's what Miri was thinking, I was almost sure of it. Her soft rounded lips pressed into mine, parting for me to taste a hint of her sweet strawberry mouth. She leaned into me, luscious brown hair flowing over my shoulder, a gentle hand resting comfortably at the small of my back. Her breasts nestled around my arm...
She waited for him in the white satin robe that he loved. Jennifer wanted Darin to find her looking the way he loved to see her. Beautiful. Comfortable. He always marveled at the way that she could make the most casual clothes look fantastic. She sighed at the thought of him and tucked her legs up under her body and waited for him. Darin walked around the o...
Journal entry, September 3, 2002 The plane trip back from Baltimore started out uneventfully. In the cab on the way to the airport you filled me in on the details of your business meeting. Once at the airport, we breezed through security, because the lines were short due to the late hour. After a brief wait, we boarded and found the plane to be nearly em...