The referee held his gloved hand high in the air. The crowd was hushed as the ring announcer spoke, "Ladies and Gentlemen, the winner of this World Featherweight Championship Boxing Match to unify the title, by technical knockout, and still undefeated; Baby-face Jack Mc Coy." The crowd screamed in approval. Jack's trainer and manager Fred Marino wiped the b...
USS Triton, Thirteenth Fleet Headquarters Stardate 51183.45: Tattok sat behind his desk, staring hard at the image on his desk monitor, grateful that the one on the other side wasn't here in the flesh. "And that's it, Admiral? No apologies, no regrets, no excuses?" The image of Admiral Ian Trenagen was sitting in his own office in the London annex of Star...
Judging by the comments on the last chapter, I've set a high bar for myself. Here's hoping I keep jumping it! Thank you for taking the time to write your thoughts. It's a great feeling, and it encourages me to outdo myself. Please see my author profile for other personal updates. Author's Note: All aspects of the story are fictional. All characters that p...
For Laurel and all the others who inspired me. Laurel started all this with her post last Oct: 10-20-1999 12:18 PM A Reader's Perspective (just my opinions, of course!): I like stories that have a story to tell - meaning, they aren't just slices of life ("I woke up, had sex, went to work, boffed my secretary, went home and did my wife again." For me, a g...
The next day couldn't come quick enough. Richard Parker awoke on a beautiful Thursday morning full of life and vigor, and jumped readily from his bed, completely nude. Each day now, he felt like he was floating on a cloud. He was not only embracing his training, he was loving and savoring every moment of it. The day before had been so enjoyable and so...
Author's Note: The author has asserted moral rights under sections 77 and 78 of the Copyright Designs and Patents Act 1988. This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance between any of the characters depicted herein and any real person, living or dead is wholly a matter of Nature imitating Art. There is not, and never was, a College of Correction and Redemptio...
Chapter 1: April, 1998 Jack Loved Janice It was unusual. Janice called and said that they needed to talk soon, using that little girl voice she used when something was very serious. They were engaged to be married. He had asked her just two months ago, and they had gone ring shopping together that night. They'd picked one out but the size was not right-a li...
Author's Note: This is a story without a point. This is unusual. Most of my stories have a purpose beyond their ostensible text, some deeper inner meaning beyond the erotic foreplay. They usually carry a message. This story carries no message. It is not trying to change the world. It is not trying to teach anything to the reader. It is just a bit of fun. F...
I: Brigid and the Patriot's Day Parade "Thbbb! ... Th-thbb!" He licked his lips and tried again on next group of sixteenth notes, pressing against the mouthpiece that felt like a block of ice no matter how much he blew into it. Even through his full-length wool uniform, and the long underwear, he could feel the frigid wind knifing right through him. It...
In the last chapter, when I said I only had one more chapter of World's Best Diet Plan to go, I lied. It was not intentional. I fully intended to have only one more chapter, but the characters did not see it that way. When I was up to over 160,000 words, I realized it all couldn't be in one more chapter. So far, it's in 4 more chapters and it might be more,...