It was New Year's Eve and Angelica Hoare was sitting behind the counter of the Worthless & Bollocks antique store in Little Mingeton, counting down the minutes until the end of her shift. She had no plans for that evening. While most nineteen year olds would have been planning wild nights out, involving copious amounts of sex, drugs and alcohol, in no partic...
The limousine driver's voice sounded strained over the mobile phone. "She's feeling giddy! I repeat, she's fucking hyper giddy! You guys better get ready." The word spread like wildfire. Although it caused everybody to be concerned, the crew waited with anticipation for her arrival while the news filled the director with dread. He immediately started snapp...
My private office is in an unsuspecting little place, on one side of a fairly modest hill, in an average, if rather newish residential suburb. I work until very late at night, and only recently realised that in a way, I'm somewhat like the character in Clint Eastwood's 'Play Misty' film of the late Sixties, except that I have a very limited, select audience...
There are a class of viruses known as retroviruses which integrate themselves into the host's DNA. Sometimes the viruses are integrated into germ cells and get passed down to descendants. If the virus survives several generations it's known as an endogenous retrovirus. These endogenous retroviruses make up almost 5% of the vertebrate DNA. These viruses can b...
NightSide: Chapter 2 Asynchronous Mud +++++ Kenji Watanabe sat in the taxi next to MaryJane, trying his best not to stare at the girl's legs – and soon finding this next to impossible he turned and looked at San Francisco Bay and SFO, the international airport now just off the 101. He watched as a JAL 797 flared over the water and settled gently onto the r...
It was some years ago and I had been left on my own yet again and was upstairs surfing the net on my new computer. Like most novice internet users of that time I had spent several hours visiting all sorts of sites but, having heard lots about the porn that was supposed to be available, I was curious. It was not that I'm a pervert, but rather one of life's in...
This is a continuation of another short story titled: Odd Job. I suggest reading that, before reading this. I hope you enjoy. Comments are appreciated! * October 24, 2015 Incidents of espionage have been well documented throughout history. The ancient writings of Chinese and Indian military strategists such as Sun-Tzu and Chanakya contain information on d...
While Kira, Dee and Leila were shared by Kyrhan, Dan and Dhanraj, Jacki had travelled to Morocco. Her drum was redirected to Gatwick, in the south of England. Now she was accustomed to such travels, she hadn't been drugged. She was quite aware of what was done to the container in which she was hidden. It was transported by a lorry to somewhere in the country...
* * * * * Note: this is a previously approved text story with recently added audio. Click Here to listen. (33 min/mp3) * * * * * Part 1: In which Lady Ailara buys her last slave I stepped off the boat, wrinkling my nose at the smells of peasantry. It's not that peasants are bad people of course, they just don't have the intelligence to escape their plig...
Hi everybody! This chapter has been a long time in the making; I have been struggling to focus on the one story in my free time. I don't have an editor besides myself, so there may be a few mistakes... fair warning for Grammar Nazis ^_~ I haven't actually written the entire story, so I am kind of writing this on the fly... Let me know what you think. Const...