The early summer sun sank low on the horizon as Ellie Rogers passed the sign that said 'Bakersfield, population 1094. We welcome you!' Her car made a grumbling noise, and smoke had been coming from under the hood for a good few miles. "Come on, you piece of crap. Just a little farther." No such luck. The engine sputtered and the lights went out on the da...
Author's Note: The sex in this story involves older people or an older woman with a younger man, but I think it's best in science-fiction/fantasy based on the fantasy setting and theme. * * * * * * * * * "Nothing. After months of promises." "It's just the bequest letter that was revoked—the house and the stipend attached to it. You may keep any other gif...
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ This is the followup to Chap. 1: 'Meeting Sasha.' If you haven't read it yet have a look. I think it will give you a better experience if you stick to the chronological order. This chapter wraps up some time living together. But as I intend to concentrate on the main events and not to focus too muc...
"Okay, what now," she said. Her eyes smiled at me as she rolled them. She was getting impatient but I was going to make her suffer and wait. I grinned at her, "Hmm... Let me see... Have you got anything left?" She looked down and her supple lips pouted. After a moment of staring at me with her puppy-dog eyes, her eyes lit up as she just realized something...
He clearly remembered the day he had signed up for the class in which he was now seated. It was an 800 level course intended for graduate students pursuing a Masters or Doctorate. The registrar had informed him that the class was restricted to twenty students and that there were strict prerequisites. Furthermore, since he was not a degree candidate, he would...
INTRODUCTION & DISCLAIMER - Set in Miami in 1964, this tale features the story of Mark, an 18-year-old student and Mandy, the mini-skirted single mother who lives across the street. Mark has always liked Mandy, but his prejudiced, God-fearing mother detests her, thinking she represents everything sinful in society today. Mark's long-suffering father just wan...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story is fiction. They are not real people. I had a tough time deciding what category to post this in, but settled on this one. When the door slammed upstairs, Bob reached for the remote and turned up the volume a little. He'd heard it enough times to know that the shouting was only going to escalate from here; it always infuriated Jo...
CHAPTER THREE On Monday, Freddie decided that she really wanted to face King on her own terms and get it over with. She dressed in jeans and went in search of the man. She started by knocking on his door. When she didn't get an answer there, she looked in the kitchen, where she had found him the week before. When she didn't find him there, she searched for...
The dusky graveyard had been torn apart and emptied. Its ancient tombstones were cracked and toppled, its rusted gates broken off the hinges. The ground was freshly dug and churned so that massive piles of dirt bordered the dozens of previously undisturbed graves. Every moldy coffin had been cracked open, and every vine-covered tomb had been ransacked, but n...
A million drops of water will hollow a stone Three months passed, and a patient repetition of daily chores created a new normality for Lucian Gaines -- even in a world as weird as Norton's Academy of Excellence. Since he started classes, things sped up. Life became more palpable, more real -- though increasingly bizarre. He was at a school after all, a...