Having made up with Greg along with the lack of concern he and Hector showed about my breaking up with Alicia had eased my mind. Standing on deck watching the small island grow as we approached from about twenty miles out, I did not feel the sense of dread I had expected. My meditation was disturbed when Paul suddenly appeared at my side. "So, John, has the...
It was the mid-80s and I was a senior in college when I went to spend some time talking with my favorite Uncle George, who had also been my inspiration to study engineering. He lived alone now, my Aunt Jean having passed away several years before. We sat in Uncle George's study, a dark oak paneled room covered with bookshelves on three walls, a huge leather...
New Felicity: The Mur Cel was still looking for shelters with survivors ten years after the Gulf event. One team found a shelter that had seven women and an apparent wild man. He refused to show his companions to the team and when one came up from the cellar he punched her hard. The team subdued him and asked the women to step up. They were asked if the...
In the marble ruins of an ancient Greek temple high on the hill, the sound of an approaching motorboat penetrated Aphrodite's deep and dreamy sleep. The early morning sun glimmered on the rippling turquoise waters that stretched to the horizon all around, gleaming brightly on the white sand of the beaches, casting colour on the rocky slopes and olive trees o...
CHAPTER ONE (Present Day) Marie ran out from under the palm trees and looked up thinking she heard the sound of an airplane in the distance. Moving her hand up to shield her eyes from the tropical sun her long armpit hair fluttered in the gentle breeze. Her tone and naked body tensed trying desperately to hear what she hoped would be their rescuer. It had...
The name is Damon Etienne. Formerly of the Democratic Republic of Haiti. Formerly of the University of Notre Dame. Currently of Saint Joseph College in Dayton, Ohio. Who am I? A world-famous black man. College student. Adventurer. Erotica writer. Trickster. Seducer. Legendary Bully of Big Beautiful Women. What is my occupation? I am an Ass Stretcher. I hope...
It was just like Fantasy Island. We arrived by a plane that landed in the water. We were met at the dock by a man dressed in a white suit. He led us to our bungalow on the north side of the island where the beaches were crystal clear and the temperature was in the mid eighties. The bungalow was perfect with sides that raised and allowed a comfortable breeze...
This story is dedicated to my good friend Jeff P who, without his input, this story wouldn't have been possible... ********* This is a stand alone story but is part of the series "The Hidden Island" which should be read first to give you a better understanding of the island. ********* After months of going back and forth with Jeff & Lisa, we were finally...
The hospital at Oasis had a shower room which had been hastily converted into a decontamination area. Two shapely doctors in gas masks and skintight latex hazmat suits entered the shower room pushing Adam in front of them. He now wore a latex hazmat suit himself—tailored slightly differently from theirs, but just as form-fitting. The latex doctors had force...
If Chase had any second thoughts or regrets, it was too late. He stood barefoot and half naked under a covered walkway as a small crowd of influential island leaders and other members of his family's pods waited patiently in the middle of the villa cloister. Anticipation was thick in the air. Chase and his new bride, Luana, had finished their vows inside but...