Antius was an Uberquark from the planet Tiga in the galaxy of Sigma Alpha. He stared through the visualiser of his transport module and groaned, it was bright starlight again, he hated starlight, he much preferred the soft moist precipitation whose mother clouds blanked out the harsh glare of starlight. Antius hated the Zeotron Five Transport module he had...
Author's Note: This is the first part of a larger series. Although there is some story development, it does get into it fairly quickly. This is my first submission, I hope you all enjoy it. Midtown Memoirs - Part 1 - The Bus Ride I commute to a large city in the Eastern US from my suburban splendor. Working in the city affords some great financial advantag...
The Adventures of Bethany Starglider Part Two - The Xithor After all the excitement with the Reptilians in Martian customs and then meeting all her old friends Bethany had gone to her cabin for several hours sleep. By the time she had woken up Sarha had flown the ship far out of the solar system and into deep space, traversing light years with each wormhole...
====================== My office Angel shows me her devilish side. Tx Quickies (TxQ) are short little one shot tales. Quick reads which I have no intent to continue. ====================== Linda had been working for us as a temp for a few months. She was doing a good job, had a nice attitude, and even though she dressed very casually, she looked good in...
Michelle and I had been working late every night for the last couple weeks now. We had a huge deadline to meet, and the only way to meet it was many, many hours of overtime. Normally, I would hate working overtime, but Michelle was such a cheery soul that she made me forget the actual reason we were there. This night in particular was one of the better night...
First post. Be gentle (or pull my hair!) To begin with my name is Andrew Bucklin. I'm 52 years old, 6'3", about 245 pounds, with blond hair going grey, and blue eyes which my wife compared to the deep ocean. My friends call me Andy or Buck. Anyway I was coming home from delivering a restored (and enhanced) 1992 Trans-Am when I saw them on the side of the ro...
Wolfram Warthog is actually my dart shooting name. The preferred and best darts for the professional dart shooter are tungsten darts. If you check the atomic symbol for tungsten it is a, "W." The W is for its old English name wolfram. I like the sound of wolfram, better then tungsten. It provides me visions of a wolf ramming a ram. "Yowlllllllleee" I'm not a...
Okay, I'm going to try to put this down in chronological order, as it actually happened. I won one of the multi-state lotteries. Actually, it was one of the largest amounts to date. No, no, I'm not the guy that lives in South Carolina! He's the one who had $100,000 and a briefcase stolen from the trunk of his car after he went into a topless club and boaste...
Prefatory note: All the events may be assumed to have taken place: 1) when rail fares were down to a really affordable level; 2) compartments on the old slam-door trains had no corridor and seated 6 each side; 3) AIDS had not reared its ugly head; 4) Y-fronts were the latest fashion in gents' underwear! ********* It all started as a co-incidence - we just...
This is a continuation of the story. It had been a fitful night for me. Fantasy and reality had mingled and it played havoc on my dreams. Age old daydreams haunted me throughout the night. I fucked my tenth grade 'American novel' teacher on her desk. My college girlfriend ground her pussy against my face while making out with my first boss who bounced on...