The author does not condone the lack of social distancing in this story, and believes in the use of facial coverings. ***** Olivia hooks the plastic basket into the crook of her arm, flinching as the spray of the cold hand sanitizer strikes both palms. She adjusts the unfamiliar face mask, as she wanders through the fruit and vegetable section, dropping a...
With trembling hands, I pick up the phone the same as I always did. "Barbara-Ann Mercer for Master sergeant Kenneth Mercer." "Relation to the patient?" "Wife," I replied in my sweetest tone. I could even picture the face of who it was; Kristin or Ashley or maybe Carol on of the many former military wives who got their nursing degrees and made it a point to...
Genital Modifications Incorporated. Introduction 19th December 2316 [Old style]; 22nd Mozart 0199 [New style] As I come to the end of my period of tenure as official historian to the company, I wish to lay out an account of the 200-year activity of Genital-Modifications Incorporated, so that future researchers will understand the role played by a single c...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** Sorry for the long delay in getting Part 02 published. It was rejected in its original form as it apparently fell afoul of the rule against ' "snuff" - i.e. death & extreme torture with the aim of sexual titillation.' I have now removed an entire section that seemed a possi...
I submitted this before the previous chapter has posted, so I have no idea how it was received. I've been travelling and as a result, I haven't been near internet nearly as often or conveniently as the wireless I'm used to. But I am still planning to finish this ASAP. Happy New Year! All feedback is welcome and appreciated! Thanks for reading, ~ewebie...
"Girl, aren't you ready yet? Come on hurry along, I've got a patient waiting." Kim scurried down a brightly lit corridor opposite the under stair cage where the black cat was kept towards the voice summoning her impatiently. On this occasion the dark haired figure, The Red Queen, Mistress Nemesis, the Hatter, the Headmistress, whatever she cared to call her...
Probably the most fun of having a secret is revealing it. Some secrets can be revealed almost right away. Other secrets must be kept and kept and kept and kept. This story is about a secret kept for almost forty years. I have told no one about it until now. The last of my co-conspirators died just a couple of weeks ago. She was my wife. It was at her funer...
The last thing I remember, I was in the waiting room, in for my yearly physical. My boss had scheduled it. It was just a routine exam--temperature, blood pressure, ear, nose, throat. I had been with the company exactly one year, and the company insurance policy required the checkup. The company was a wonderful place to work. Great pay, benefits, time off,...
Thank you for continuing to read my story. I got lots of feedback and I just wanted to say that this is a complete work of fantasy. I'm obviously not advocating for anything political and if you are offended by heavy racial themes, you should probably not be reading this. I do not hate white guys; they simply don't have a dignified place in the story, so I t...
Ian paced. He could see little of what was going on in the delivery room, and he felt so helpless. His mind churned with thoughts of how to get himself, Dinah, and their baby out of this mess. He had only one solution, which he never thought he would have to resort to. Shaking his head, Ian pulled out his cell phone and dialed the number. To many people, Jo...