September 2021 Monday Sept. 13th Pretty scary stuff happening at the moment, at least down in London. Riots reported around Westminster and police turned out with tear gas and water cannons. The Home Secretary - a woman called Florence Daniels — has called an emergency meeting of COBRA - the Government's security committee — and everyone is expecting a h...
Author's note: This is part 5 of a six part story. The central theme is a version of the movie Groundhog Day. Sorry for the delay, but this chapter has a lot of moving parts and it took me longer to put together than anticipated. Friday July 15th, 2016 Day 1403 "What is love? Baby don't hurt me....don't hurt me....no more" I slowly sat up in bed. I fina...
After months of restless travel, Gyllen had now exhausted every locale he desired to visit on Occasus, the western continent, although his journey was far from being over, for the prince had still yet to visit Purvaja, the mystifying lands of the exotic east located across the vast Tishtrya Strait that rent the Pavlova Empire between east and west and signif...
They had been at sea for two months, and Kei was starting to get restless. It wasn't that she was unhappy. Far from it, she was the most well-off she could remember; she had food, shelter, employment, safety, and even friends. The crew had become, while not precisely close, familiar. In the back of her mind, she still assessed them as threats, but she had sp...
Dan Harris sat on the couch of his idol as she fetched him a beer from the refrigerator. He shudder and trembled: this kind of conversation wasn't going to be the kind he usually had. It was going to be open and personal and all the things men usually don't talk about. Brenda Keans opened it and brought it over, sitting down next to him, her body snuggling u...
Part Eight December 1939 – The Bore War The hut was freezing despite the efforts of the pot-bellied stove that glowed cherry red in the darkness. David groaned as he woke and someone snapped on the lights. "All right you lot, hands off cocks and on with your socks. Let's be having you, gentlemen! Parade outside, working dress, twenty minutes." The door s...
I receive many comments on the length of my tales. Equally split criticism of being too short or too long. I thought I'd explain my highly complex system of deciding length. I begin with what I want to say. I start writing. When I've said everything I want to say, I write, 'the end'. Any questions? This one is relatively long (28 'Word' pages). About the on...
It was apparent from the start that we had not rehearsed what we wanted to say to one another. It was more obvious that Julie didn't want to be there at all. I had not expected to be having this embarrassing opportunity to speak to her at this time. Nor, did Julie expect to be speaking to me. The conversation began rather slowly and tentatively as we "danced...
The Finest Butt I Have Ever Known I had mixed feelings at the going away party for my PA Gloria. When I started the company, at the age of 24, it was me and my partner Robert 'Bert' Kelly, 48, and Gloria Swim, 45. My name is Mick O'Dell and I am the brains of the outfit. No, that is BS. I am the idea man. I am the one who asks why we can't do this. Bert is...
(Big thanks to all the comments I received already from my previous two chapters, suggestions and criticism alike. Sorry for the delay between chapters too, but I'm absolutely still working on more.) Jerry pulled up a stool and sat down next to Veronica, who could do little but anxiously wonder what he had planned for her. She was still not entirely sure...