First it was the continuing blackness. Thought had stopped for some reason, frozen, but Michael wasn't even aware of this. His mind stopped existing, at least for the next unknown period of time. Like a corpse. Some would say that he was dead at that moment, lacking all of the vital signs such as a heartbeat, brain activity, breathing and body heat. Cold as...
Welcome to the last instalment. Please start reading this series from the first chapter. To date: John's health condition and treatment has become public knowledge making headlines. He is suddenly faced with siblings he never knew existed. His health deteriorates badly and needs emergency treatment on the way home in the limo. All sex participants are 18...
In the semi-darkness of a Gothic mansion's basement two women in bathrobes stood in front of a row of tall, clear tanks. The smaller, lithe dark one looked up anxiously at the strongly built, older blond who in turn stared intently into the nearest tank. Inside a third women floated, naked, her hair waving gently in the current as minute bubbles rose in slow...
Disclaimer: 'Wankers neck' is neither an actual clinical diagnosis or Latin term. The described treatment is fictitious and should not be requested from a licensed practitioner. Unlicensed practitioners should also be approached with caution with such a request. Please enjoy this story in the spirit intended. The Neck Injury. ***** "Wankers Neck!" That...
After dropping Billie off, I decided to drop in on Dr. Mai Ling. I wanted to see if she had time to discuss the treatment with me. I also had an ulterior motive. I wanted to see Ann. She hadn't called this week and I thought that she might be a little miffed at me. This was the second week in a row that she had pulled this. The first week, I understood, bu...
Chapter 2: The Massage Alissa, or Ali as she likes to be called, is a modern day enigma, a person hard to understand or explain, inscrutable and definitely mysterious. The public image is one of propriety. At 41 years of age she has been married to her husband, James, for 20 wonderful years and remains as devoted to him now as she ever was. Ali is also the...
"I hate doctors" Emma thought to her self as the carriage rattled over the cobble stones. "Why does he have to treat me like a child, I'm 21, and he still treats me like a little girl; I have a right to be consulted." Emma glanced across at her mother, sitting ridged as a board next to her. "It's all mothers fault, Mother and Dr Bennet - why do they get to t...
One night, unexpectedly, during a love-making session, my wife made a confession about one of her affairs. There are two affairs that she's previously confessed. This third confession confirmed one of the more curious, and troubling events that I have long suspected, and to some extent been haunted by. Around two years after our last child was born, and pr...
Chapter 9 Returning West I didn't see Bernie that weekend. We had been pretty much getting together on a casual basis. One of us would phone the other and we would decide to do something. Bernie didn't call on Saturday or Sunday and that was okay with me. I wasn't in a dating mood. I did go to the local wheelchair basketball tournament games, but sat up in...
During my junior year of college, I shared a house off campus. Over the summer there were just two of us, myself and a graduate student named Heather. She was tall, blonde, and attractive. We got along well and shared meals sometimes, but we never really hung out together. She was several years older than me, she had her work and her friends, and I always as...