The shower goes pretty quick, the nanobotic water tickling on my body and the temperature just right. I quickly dry myself using essentially a big blow dryer in the ceiling, because water is precious and every drop not used for making the laundry is a drop useable for hydroponics or human consumption. I dress in a new, and way too tight, uniform, clinging...
I had just one more lap to make the pass and make it stick. Without question, the pressure was on. If I could win this race, I would have enough points to win the championship, and I could "relax" for the rest of the season. Yet I still needed to fend off Montoya, who was bearing down on me rather quickly. I've got to win this one! As I rocketed past Pi...
Epilogue Jordan Lyons slipped silently out of the journalism classroom and went right down to the men's room. That fat girl who'd been eavesdropping with him, Hefty Hailey, was long gone. She'd arrived shortly after him, where he'd been waiting to give that perv loser Fishers the least sincere apology he'd ever given. It was a condition of his suspension; t...
The Escape Room never seems to be in the same place twice. No one ever sees any advertising, only word of mouth spoken in hushed tones. And no one ever sees who enters and who leaves. Nevertheless, it never seems to run out of money, never has run-ins with the law, and always seems to exist somewhere in the city. Before we begin, select a character to follow...
It was decided by Roarke, that they would make contact with Motoko Kusanagi via Roarke's private office with the Unregistered, to hide any record of the conversation. Because Eve had the exact code to Motoko's link, she was able to place the call directly to her teacher without much incident. Motoko still looked the way she did when she rescued Eve in Texas...
*Author's note: My deepest apologies that I have made you wait so long for this next chapter. Life just got busy and I really hadn't felt like writing for a while. I hope to be continuing regularly but we shall see. As always, I will gladly accept your constructive criticism and would be grateful for your advice. I hope this finds you well, and that you en...
First off, I wanted to say that I'm sorry to the kind readers who've been visiting me for the extended period of silence. Over the past few months I've tried getting back to it a few times, and had a few resulting false starts. It's difficult for me to pick up a thread like that, though, when I haven't been at it for a while, especially when I have a lot on...
In moments of clarity, Gregory pondered how this had come about. He knew it had all started when his wife, Marcie, had submitted to Master Nicolas. He couldn't blame her, of course. In her early forties now, she'd probably succumbed to his charm, his flattery. He seemed to radiate a sort of charisma that ensorcelled people. Even at her 40th birthday, Marc...
The man whose name I still did not know continued to drink his coffee while naked looking at me and stroking his cock. My mind was racing. My wife was out for the day, no one knew where I was. My cellphone was turned off & locked in the truck. I was in trouble. I heard a shower running and in a few minutes his wife returned wearing a red corset which left...
Understand Proper English Like What I talk Seventh revision. Includes some suggestions and requests by readers from all over the place. More demented ravings by The Wanderer (with some help from readers and friends). A note and disclaimer by The Wanderer. The original synopsis for this document, it plainly said "English as The Wanderer writes it" if...