Where's the money? While there has been no evidence of mermaids existing out of legends or tales, mermaid sightings have existed for centuries. With today's computerized technology, seeing DNA links, gene codes, and life itself be carefully manipulated, or perhaps crafted, brought one doctor's career to an in depth study of evolutionary adaptation. Fascin...
This is a story of fiction. Any similarity to persons alive or dead and to institutions is coincidental. My thanks to Erik Thread for his invaluable advice. * CHAPTER ONE Many people had heard of Toni Berwick. She was the new sensation of the Ballet, a young dancer in the classic mode who was thrilling the critics with her poise and skills. Even I had h...
A short letter to my readers. First, I need to apologize. Real life got in the way of this story. First my wife had a life threatening accident. Then a sibling collapsed and was on a death watch for a while. He's better now, but not out of the woods yet. Then my wife had another accident, not life threatening but very painful. Happily, she's on the road to...
"Sgt. Harmon. You got a minute?" his platoon sergeant asked. "Yeah, sure. What's up?" The staff sergeant was four years older than him, but at 25, he seemed ancient when most of the rest of the platoon was between 18 and 21. Grant Harmon was four months away from turning 22, and having nearly finished his four-year enlistment, he was now officially a 'shor...
**This story is an homage to the infamous scene in the movie _Galaxy of Terror_ where a woman is raped by a giant worm. I had heard a lot about this scene, and was massively disappointed when I finally saw it. This is what I had expected to see.** Tanya Cross hunched behind her laser gun as she shuffled through the corridors of the starship Ramses. She trie...
The late spring morning was beautiful. The sky had been scrubbed by a soft rain last night. The sun was glowing between the light, fluffy clouds drifting lazily through the sky. The beauty was lost on Christie. She had been driving aimlessly for awhile, her thoughts a dark contrast to the bright day. Ever since getting her drivers license fourteen years ago,...
The pre-med class at a well-known New England College had 22 men and only 1 woman in it. This story is about that woman. We will call her Eleanor not her real name as she has a practice in the Northeast. This story occurred in the mid seventies. Eleanor was a little older than the men in the class. She became a nurse first, and then went back to school to be...
As Ria sat in the corner of the coffee sipping on her low-fat mocha, her eyes glanced around the room. She watched as the men and woman would buy they're beverage or pastry, and she wrote stories of them in her head. The young woman in the middle of the room had dreams of being an actress. The man reading the sports magazine always wished to play professiona...
Betty lay in the warm water, eyes closed, working her pussy to the sounds of Beethoven's Symphony No. 6 (the Pastoral, her favorite after "The Faun" ). Her fingers slid in and out, tickling her clit, bringing her to climax. Her juices mingled with the scented water. The scent of perfumed soap filled the room and blended with the aromas from the garden. Bet...
(Inspired by Encounter In The Glade and The Perils of Nude Sunbathing By Little White Mouse) * The Statue writhed across the moss as the slug slurped her body. Stella was slimed from head to toe; her hair liquid sleek, her body slick and wet. Her legs slid against the slug's wet skin. Its thick, pink member flowed like slow molasses over her clit. The crea...