Author's Note: Please read "Our Dirty Weekend" and "Our Mid Morning Tryst" to better enjoy this story. Also, please send your comments, feedback and votes. I hope my muse will send her feedback too. *** I am a senior executive working for a reputed multinational company. I am in my fifties. I am tall, well built and have a distinguished personality. I am...
Glade believed that she'd arrived at the point in her life where events had directed her. The trials she'd endured from the time her tribe was reduced to slavery; her travels across the southern and northern lands; her marriage to Flint; and, of course, the ever-present shadow of Demure: all of this was destined to culminate where she was now. The pinnacle o...
"A lot of Arabs are racist toward Africans, even in Canada," the young Middle-Eastern woman sitting across from me said with a sigh, looking at me as I got ready to get off the OC Transpo bus at Baseline Station. I looked at her and shrugged as I exited the bus. Everyone on the bus was looking at me but at this point, I didn't give a damn. Sometimes, a broth...
By Woodmanone copyright February/2011 Please consider reading the Trilogy of "The Trail West, Winterborn, and The Gathering to better understand how those characters and events flow into this story. Reading Part 1 will set the stage for this continuation of the story. Constructive comments and emails are very welcome and much appreciated. If you like or...
Welcome to the the 24 century. It's been three years since the fateful battle against Praetor Shinzon, and the Romulan republic, formed from the ashes of th Romulan Star Empire, is finally starting to see some stability and talks of reunification with the Vulcans has never seemed so promising. Become a captain of a Starship for, honour, for peace, for profit...
The candles burned low in the little hut that served as his temporary home. He had not seen any other human being that day. The last vestiges of daylight had long passed among the jungle and the village beyond. He was not sure what the people there thought of this man, stranger from a strange land, living amongst them these last few weeks. A simple meal was...
The next morning we started our trek and loaded on to a jeep which would take us about 45 Km down to the last motor able road from where our walking would start. At about 10.30 in the morning we started walking. The trek of the day was to take us through some minor hilly areas till about 4.30 in the evening when we would be halting at one of those beautiful...
Sci-fi... science fiction. The very word conjures to mind spaceships, intergalactic civilization, laserbeams and robots. Or, maybe it just conjues up images of slightly overweight nerds in glasses who are obsessed with TV shows and live in their parents basement. Which is unfortunate, even if there is some grain of truth in it. I'll admit it. I'm a little n...
I was nineteen when I met Colin. It was at Comic Con and he had this really neat Star Trek uniform. By a coincidence I was also there as a Star Trek character. I'd made my costume myself and I'd done a damn good job of it if I do say so myself. I naturally approached Colin and we started chatting. It turned out that he'd also made his own costume with his f...
Chapter 10 -- Hard lessons Three weeks had gone by, but Eve was no less fascinated by her servant than she had been the moment she placed the winning bid at the auction. Everything about Trish excited her, especially her constant nudity and total submission. Eve was aware of how much she enjoyed forcing Trish to prove her submissive status over and over in...