The sun was high in the sky, yet a cool breeze blew over the busy metropolitan city of Kingston, California. The students at the local high school, Kingston High, were outside enjoying their half hour of lunch under the warmth of the sun high overhead. Jason Lane darted nervously between the buildings on his way to his next class. Most of the other student...
The letter was one of several pushed through my front door as I left for work, I was running late already, so I picked them up and stuffed them into my bag to be dealt with later. It would be junk-mail or bills anyway, they could be thrown away just as easily later as now. Being late again would mean either dismissal or a 'favour'. Sacking people seemed to m...
Until recently I had no reason to complain for anything. I thought I had everything an almost 39 ears old Scandinavian man want to have. I had a pretty wife, two teenage children, and home in a nice house, a new Mercedes and I was my own boss with a good job. My wife and I did enough money to have a pleasant life. I thought that I was living in a paradise. B...
A historical note: Around this time of the year, there has always been a celebration of some kind. Today it is called Halloween. A bastardization of All Hallow's Eve. People use it to celebrate the borderlands. The lands of death, of magic, of dreams. Essentially the same lands that were relegated to the Underworld in Greek mythology. However, the Christian...
Warning: The following story contains a little bit of just about every possible sort of sex one can have, and in some cases, some sorts of sex that are impossible for us non-powered humans, no matter how hard we wish we could. Enjoy, and if you find parts of this offensive, well, just remember, it's only a story! I can only hope that if you weren't a fan o...
[©2010 BY CLINTON09; ALL CHARACTERS OVER THE AGE OF 18; NO EVENTS DESCRIBED ARE TRUE] * Irene had been working at the Norris Agency in LA for years. She had seen it all, done it all, hired them all, fired them all. But what walked in off the street that day was, well, a first. In her office off Wilshire Boulevard was an elderly couple. They identified the...
"Last call for boarding, Whippet Transit 48 to Los Angeles and points between now boarding at Lot Seven ..." Karen Dewhurst slung her duffel bag into bus 48's baggage compartment and climbed on board. She headed for the last row of seats hoping to avoid having a seat mate on the trip. She was in no mood for conversation. Taking the seat by the window, she r...
"How are they deciding where to go?" Marcos inquired. He was sitting at his usual place near the top of the hill taking furtive looks around from time to time. At his feet, were two small deep fire holes only a little bigger than his fist. They connected underground and allowed him to hide the flame and add animal droppings for smokeless fuel. Several small...
This is a continuation of the story about Merna. Really need to read part 1 to know characters. ***** Merna's first modeling job I awoke very excited about my first day modeling but there was nothing in my closet that fit my image of a model. I had either conservative business attire or old knock around clothes. I decided when my finances were less tenuo...
Here are the Japanese, Italian and Basque translations for this chapter. Minasan konnichiwa --Hello everyone Konbanwa, youkoso --Good evening; welcome. Non posso vivere senza voi -- I cannot live without you Joan behar dut -- I have to go Once again, credit goes to Jason Moore for his brilliant and exceptional editing skills. *** Zilarrezko carefully...