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Someone once said: "It is not the moment itself that matters. What matters is you understand the reason why that moment matters in the first place.." The silver 747 hung silently in the early morning Winter sky before turning slowly in a graceful arc as it connected to its ILS and headed towards a snowbound JFK as I made my way along the Coney Island Board...
The night of December twenty-fourth is a busy night so far. It's about 8, Carol tells me that her work just called. She's got to go Cleveland tonight and she won't be back til late. Great, says I, rolling the covers off and watching her stride around in a towel, with another one on her head. No nookie tonight, another night at home watching porn and beating...
NOVEMBER, 1981 The sun had set early and the snowflakes were flying thick and wet in the headlight beams. It was the kind of snowstorm that completely buries anything not moving. The couple had left the trailer park in San Jose around 2pm, and were travelling north through California's central valley on Interstate 5 to get to Klamath Falls, Oregon until the...
Book 1, Chapter 10 -- Cold Heat (Noveria) A/N -- With so much content regarding the Noveria mission, I might stretch this to two chapters. See how it goes. ***** After dropping Helena off on the Citadel, writing her a letter supporting whatever she wanted to do, suggesting she approach the Alliance. She thanked me for believing in her, sharing a las...
Within a week, they had observation posts set up all around the enemy camp, and were gathering large amounts of intel about the place. They knew which buildings were barracks, where the motor pool was, which ones were used as storage of one sort or another, and where the mess hall was. The base Commander's quarters was in, roughly, the center of the compound...
Written by lilgirlsix and Archangel_M Edited by Doctime ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ lilgirlsix: Every chapter I fall more in love with Willi. Wish I was Zsálya. Oh wait, I am ;) Another thank you to Doctime for his help and suggestions. ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ Archangel_M: This chapter is one of those cases where I have these amazing images in my mind, and I hope that...
The Ice Storm For as long as she'd been in Maine, Mary had heard the locals take a dismissive attitude towards winter weather. There was no wind cold enough, no blizzard fierce enough, for them to be concerned. Driving on snowy roads was a challenge eagerly faced, becoming snowbound at home, a vacation to savor. By implication, those like her, people from a...
The story is essentially true. The author welcomes comments. You might say I went straight from high school to a gay nightclub. The key word there is "straight." At least that's what I thought. When I was in high school in South Carolina, I played the guitar in what you would probably call a boy band. It was a bunch of us from school -- all reed-thin...
It was my first winter break home from college, and it was then I realised that all my friends in my past were moving in different circles. I found that away from college, I was very much alone. It was nearing Christmas, and so I was always meeting my new friends in town while shopping. It was when I got back to my little suburban estate that backed onto the...