"A lot of Arabs are racist toward Africans, even in Canada," the young Middle-Eastern woman sitting across from me said with a sigh, looking at me as I got ready to get off the OC Transpo bus at Baseline Station. I looked at her and shrugged as I exited the bus. Everyone on the bus was looking at me but at this point, I didn't give a damn. Sometimes, a broth...
Truth be told, I've been feeling a bit under the weather of late. Despite idle speculation that it's Coronavirus, my symptoms are mild enough that they wouldn't warrant testing anyway, so I mostly just stay home, occasionally feeling a bit feverish, but despite often elevated temperatures, they rarely venture even into the low-grade fever range—if my not-ver...
I was nineteen when I met Colin. It was at Comic Con and he had this really neat Star Trek uniform. By a coincidence I was also there as a Star Trek character. I'd made my costume myself and I'd done a damn good job of it if I do say so myself. I naturally approached Colin and we started chatting. It turned out that he'd also made his own costume with his f...
Colin was a smart guy. He was taking his Master's degree in physics during the time in which this story is set. He had dark brown hair that was thick and tickled his emerald eyes from underneath his black-rimmed glasses. He did not have a particularly muscular build, yet he was not fat. Sort of, average, in a way. He lived in a two-bedroom apartment building...
All characters in this story are at least 18 years old. The Watcher, Asmodatu, appears to us on an alien landscape. "I am Asmodatu the Watcher" he told us, "like Uatu, I have observed the rise and fall of civilisations, worlds, galaxies. I know all that is, most of what has been and much of what will be. I also have many windows into the stran...
You were walking in the rain. You'd just brought a porno about dominant women. You went to get a taxi cab. There were two people already in there. A gypsy came by and tried to get in. "Can you make room?" she asked. "Sorry, lady, it's filled," you said. You told the driver to drive. She muttered some gypsy curse at you. You get home and t...
Jeri loved talking to her fans from her Star Trek days getting wonderful e-mails from them. Sometimes she would meet up with her loyal fans and would do certain things to thank them for their support. The odd striptease blowjob and tit wank would really be a good present for a Trekie and made Jeri feel very happy. There was one guy however who Jeri's heart f...
It had been a year or so since the Federation had taken control of the former Cardassian space station known as Deep Space 9, and commander Benjamin Sisko had found the wormhole leading to the gamma quadrant. Thing had settled into a quiet routine onboard... Sisko struggled daily to combine his role as commander of the station with the one of Emissary that t...
You are Captain James T. Kirk of the USS Enterprise -- swashbuckler, ladies' man, explorer, scholar, beau ideal of the Federation. You're starting the last year of your current assignment as commander of the finest ship in the Federation. There have been a lot of changes over the past four years -- new faces like Dr. McCoy and Ensign Chekhov have joined the...
The United Federation of Planets stands for peace, prosperity, progress, and understanding for all member races. Backed by the security and scientific support of Starfleet, it’s an alliance of high-minded ideologies and aspirations, dedicated to exploring the boundaries of space and promoting coexistence with other lifeforms. To seek out new life and new civ...