Rex Larson woke up that morning, knowing he would climb into bed that night nearly 10 years older. He felt a fearful apprehension about what he was planning to do. A nervous tension had begun gnawing in his gut the previous night, and none of it had dissipated after six hours of restless sleep in an unfamiliar bed. In fact, he was even more taut now, with t...
Thanks to editor mikothebaby for making this story readable. +++++++++ I drifted back to consciousness with an annoying beeping off to my left and an irritating itch above both breasts. Opening my eyes, I saw I was in a medical facility of some type. Wires were attached all over my body. When I tried to lift my arms, I found tubes stuck into both limbs co...
I met Lynn ten years ago when I decided to join a transplant recipients support group. At the time, I felt the need to be with others who had gone through the same thing as I did in March of 1984. My remaining kidney had stopped functioning in November of 1983 and after four months of dialysis, my brother volunteered to give me one of his. I also felt that I...
A special thanks to Barney R for his wonderful editing. ***** The following days found people around Brad being lavished with praises even for their most minimum of achievements. The sight and memories of the expression on Harold's face as he watched him taking his wife and then sucking him on her knees while he watched them made his adrenalin rush. 'Mon...
By Likegoodwine copyrighted February 2013 Here's another short story for you. Enjoy! If you like long stories that explain everything from the when, where to the why and why not, don't read. It doesn't explain neither why nor what happened after the separation. It is not a fantasy, it is fiction and entertainment. If you look to spend a nice 15 minutes read...
Author's Note: This is a rewrite of the story I posted titled From The Heart just a week ago. A number of commenters felt it was too short, and I said I would rewrite it sooner or later. I decided on sooner, and incorporated several other criticisms into this rewrite. I hope you find this improved. I left the original in place, in case you choose to compare...
By my third week of motherhood, I was feeling good enough to begin taking my baby on short walks. Bundled up in her stroller – it was the dead of a midwestern winter – she gurgled and cooed while we made our way to a nearby market or drugstore, and I was insanely proud of the fawning comments she got from passersby! I almost always wore pants those first few...
Alan sighed as he watched Beth cross the yard to his greenhouse. She was such a help to him. She loved plants almost as much as he did and together, they had cross-pollinated many new species of exotic foliage. His private greenhouse was not only his solace from work, but also a showplace of blossom and vine, an oasis of sweet fragrance and heady perfume tha...
My last bottle Grand Vin Chateau Latour was nearly empty. Holding my glass I thought that it was so much better to drown the sorrows with a choice bottle of wine, than cheap bourbon. 'Does my mishap never end?' I wondered. Yesterday the oil pressure on my car dropped while at high speed on the freeway, the result was an engine beyond repair. Today a broken f...
Prologue The Plague. No one knows how it started. The only thing everyone knows that it desolated the world's human population and is continuing to do so. The Plague had wiped out the human races' fertility rates so dramatically there were pregnancy laws. After the Plague had hit and started wiping out the rate of successful births, the Pregnancy Act (PA) w...