You, John Doe, were part of a secret time travel experiment on the part of the U.S. government in the year 2000. Your duty was to travel in your Boeing engineered time pod to the year 2075, the most distant future it could travel to and still have enough full to get back, and retrieve any and all data you can find, both tactical and technological. The time p...
It's been a long time! I can only offer my sincerest apologies to you all for not continuing with my previous series. A lot has happened in my personal life which for a very long time had taken me away from this site. And from writing what I enjoy. However this period of absence has given me more ideas on what I want to do next. Hopefully you all can forgive...
It seems our wonderful government is up to their old antics again. Once again they must protect us from ourselves, this time however they our targeting the online gambling sites. And not only have they targeted online gambling they have handcuffed the credit card companies and banks receiving "legal" money from a legal business in the countries they run in....
If you frequent popular travel message boards on the internet, you will notice questions like: "Which country in South America has the most beautiful women?" "What do you think of Italian men?" or "How can I best meet local girls in Poland?" From this fact, one could assume that for quite a few people the prospect of sex in a foreign country is part of their...
A/N: Remember to press the "Start Game" button on your right. Many thanks to Vintem for the cover which you can see here All characters feautred in the story are ages 18 and above. So, time travel is actually possible. You didn't need any more proof as you just drove one into a barn and back in the 1970s where you're around the same age as your mo...
"Oh my God !" The woman who had yelled those words didn't look like a troublemaker. When she had entered this grocery store a few minutes earlier, she looked like your average conservative housewife in her early fourties. When she had noticed that creep staring at her breasts while licking his lips, she had told him firmly to leave her alone. Then,...
“Jesus man, that’s a lot.” Mike stared at the old metal table between you two in the middle of his backyard patio for what felt like several minutes. You couldn’t blame him for taking his time though; you two were just gonna meet up for drinks, but the alcohol had other plans, and now you feel like you need to pay your friend for being your therapist. “I don...
Author's note: This story is part of a loosely connected series of stories inspired by Slyc_Willie in a thread on Lit's Authors Hangout. Read Slyc's TMA stories for a background on the Temporal Management Agency. *** "It seems to me, that as employees of the Temporal Management Agency, we ought to be able to make this slow week go faster," sighed Susan. Su...
Luisa It was a foggy Saturday morning when Olivia went to the flea market in the parking lot of the base club. She was looking for a dresser, but instead stalled at a table with a motorcycle jacket, a hiking pack, a camera, and a collection of tea sets. "Are you a tea drinker?" she asked the man behind the table. He had a wide smile that covered half his...
Copyright Aurora Black, May 2006 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. Author's Note: I am not eligible for this contest, but I'm glad you stopped by. In writing this How To, I'm assuming that you're a citizen of the United States. Everyone else, sorry. The following may still apply to you, however. We'll see. Tha...