This story is part of a continuation of my Road Trip series (see the end of 'Road Trip -- California' for a list of the chapters of that series, in the order to be read). You need not read that series to enjoy this series. Although real places and celebrity names are used for realism, this story is fiction. Please 'read, enjoy, vote, and comment.' Synopsis...
This is a copyrighted original work of fiction. All rights reserved. All characters featured herein are at least eighteen years of age, even if not expressly stated. Any resemblance between actual persons, living or dead is entirely coincidental. Song lyrics contained herein remain the original artist's property. Many thanks to editor Tom Graham of Girls_...
She woke before Philip and turned on her side to gaze at his sleeping form. His room, having no windows, would have been totally black if it were not for a Minnie Mouse nightlight low on the wall on her side of the bed. It emitted a lazy light that was just enough to brush his face and shoulders in a soft, golden glow. She thought him perhaps the most hand...
I Screamed at the Top of His Lungs This story is something of a tribute to an author error. Slirpuff has a story that features several accidental jumps from first person to third, but the most dramatic of them is the phrase "I screamed at the top of his lungs." In my first week or two of exploring this site, I caught that phrase (or it caught me) and I coul...
I've known a few people that have had some passing luck pursuing love in the way -- perhaps -- a cheetah stalks then runs down a gazelle, and I've enjoyed watching friends' mad dashes through the urban landscape in about the same way you might enjoy watching a National Geographic special on, say, the Big Cats of the Serengeti. You see the cat slipping throug...
Vynn was in the midst of shaving her legs, a most odious and irritating chore that she preferred never be imagined by her crew, her confessor, her companions, even the Emperor himself she'd prefer not think too much on how her legs remained smooth. While an Aquiosian had little body hair, thanks to years of harsh selection favoring those who were the best at...
The half-filled cup of hot coffee went straight off the dashboard and upside-down into Jerry's lap. Lynn squealed in dismay – she'd just been reaching for the cup as she parked the university car in the motel lot late in the afternoon, post-meetings. Hitting a pothole at that precise instant didn't help. Part of her task was to squire him about the unfamil...
Mere hours before the siege on Eden occurred. He was almost there. The colossus Atum could taste the building energies before him. The Five moon transition offering new flavors for the Gas Giant to absorb even within his hardened shell that was once Malcolm Brand. Delicious. So close he would run if this body would allow it. In this forms massive size its w...
Shelby was both near-terminally horny and dancing on the edge of real boredom. Not to mention hosting a swirling, smoldering vortex of self pity and doubt. Plus the classroom was stuffy and far too warm, from there being fifty plus students packed into a 20-student volume. She had arrived late, which was good. It forced her to sit in the inconspicuous, nea...
The plan was perfection. There was nothing that could go wrong. We'd covered every angle. We'd even practiced during the mock exams - that's what they're for, right? :) Everything had gone swimmingly - we'd aced the maths mock. Nobody could believe it! Us! Now we were going to ace the real thing. Our A grades were pretty much in the bag already. So, how are...