El despertador estalla en un chillido metálico, vibrando en la mesita de noche como si intentara huir de su propia existencia. Karen abre los ojos de golpe, su ceño fruncido antes siquiera de estar del todo despierta. Con un gruñido, estira un brazo musculoso y lo apaga de un manotazo firme, casi lanzándolo al suelo. Suspira y se sienta en el borde de la cam...
ACT ONE "Captain's log stardate 9410.20: We have received orders from Starfleet Command and are enroot to starbase Deep Space Station Hooters, in the fifth quadrant, to deliver much needed medical supplies and frozen wings. It's will also serve as a much needed bit of shore leave as we have been working pretty much nonstop for well over a star-month since o...
Allow me to thank chasten, PickFiction and SleeperyJim for the excellent suggestions and vote of confidence that led to the writing of these short stories. ------------------------------------------------ "DO NOT JUDGE. YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT STORM I'VE ASKED HER TO WALK THROUGH." -GOD Comfort (lest we forget) All she had to do was to close her eyes, and...
"Vito, did you see my newspaper?" "Newspaper? Yeah, I used it for the cat box." "Cat box? That was today's newspaper. I didn't read it, yet." "You don't need no stinkin' newspaper, Joey. Listen, c'mon look over my shoulder at my computer screen." "Don't need no newspaper? How am I supposed to enlighten myself and keep up with current events as they becom...
Doing good is its own reward, I've heard. It's true; helping others gives one a certain satisfaction, a feeling that something has been done to make the world a little better. Yet there can be other rewards... I had found myself in need of some of that sense of self-worth in my college days. Life in the dorm seemed so insular, so out of touch with what was...
Each assignation starts the same way, with minor deviations. I am phoned and told to be at a small private airfield some way away at a certain time. My engagements are seldom in my country, they are often in my master's country whose language I speak fluently or some other foreign destination. It was one of the provisos of the arrangement, to protect my "...
La Puta I know it is him before I pick up the phone. "Bret," he says, "you cannot just take off like this, without me! You are part of my life!" "Paul," I say. "Just a few days. I need a few days to myself! I've told you, over and over!" "There's another!" he accuses. "There's always another-another train, another Star Wars, another fucking Brewers seas...
A few years ago, I belonged to a writers' workshop where we were challenged to write a story that was badly written, as though by an amateur, yet still holds the reader's interest. It's likely that other writers will appreciate it more than non-writers since the former should recognise all of the deliberate errors. * I was in front of her house fixing my...
Author's note: My uncle Ron died recently. While sifting through his files, I found journal folders marked MY STORY, containing accounts of his life, which I am adapting and editing. These stories include bisexuality, incest, interracial and mature and group sex, etc. All sexual activity depicted here involves persons at least 18 years old. His younger frie...
I hope you guys are liking the story. I am just getting started and please write comments for me. Chapter 7 After my gut kept telling me not to see Aaron, I went anyways. I arrived at his house and he invited me in. We went up to his room and he kept asking me, what happen? I told him I couldn't tell him because I didn't want him getting hurt. Then Aaron...