Michelle Bannon washed dishes. They were not hers, only her responsibility as a dishwasher. She puffed a white curl from her face and tried to blink stinging sweat from here left eye. Up to the elbows in suds, she thought about home. It had been months since she arrived on the Qadesh Hub Station, fleeing the boredom of a small family farm of a small moon of...
My name is Arthur Hyperion. I was born on the planet Tetrarch in the twenty third century. The First Son of Clan Hyperion. Descended from the legendary Alexander Hyperion, Progenitor of the Evolved People. We who are descended from genetically enhanced men and women from ancient Earth. We who have conquered the stars and proven ourselves more than capable of...
NOW Jesse watched as Delilah swung her ax with amazing power for a girl with such a small frame. The wood split instantly and he was quick to pick up the halves and toss them onto a pile resting in the sun before he took another log and placed in on the stump. Delilah gazed at him, her tone arms and chiseled shoulders flexing from the sleeveless shirt she...
Science Officer's Log, First Entry, 371231 Begin official log for Science Officer Hedwig Larson, Consortium Space Ship Jay Hook, serial number 23-333-6476. Accepted commission as Science Officer and Ship's Counselor on Stardate 371125, serving under Captain Francis Montezuma and First Officer Cosmo D'Antonio. Inspected science sensors and recording media;...
This is part 2 of the story Pursuit of Happiness. You should read it first. --------------- This story is another glimpse into the life of Todd Mitchell, man-slut, on his quest for spiritual enlightenment through sex. Chapter 1 Life has a way of surprising you. It is like the Universe has a plan for you and slowly unveils it. Sometimes things go well, an...
An alternate world out there. Women have no rights and are treated as objects or animals. There have been attempted revolutions in history but none have succeeded and this is one of the few universal truths of humanity in this world. You could and likely many times will buy, sell, or trade women like furniture, and like furniture could even find them on stre...
With apologies to Alexander Solzhenitsyn... I woke up hard again that morning, as usual. It was the early aughts, maybe 2001, so I was a bit younger and more vigorous then. I belong, or at least am attached to, Richard, or 'the Yutz' as I half-affectionately call him. We're Russian Jews originally, now living on the outskirts of London, and his given name...
Dave Wickin, eccentric heir to a vast fortune, had two great passions in life; one was watching animated Disney movies (he owned every single Disney cartoon ever realeased on VHS, DVD, AND Blu-Ray), and the other was attempting to contact an alternate universe. Almost all of his extensive free time was spent in pursuing these passions. What little time he ha...
It was a beautiful sunny, spring day and Hiro was enjoying his lunch alone on a park bench near work. His thoughts roamed from the 10 emails he needed to send out this afternoon; the tweets he wanted to send out this afternoon to his multiple twitter accounts on topics of politics, climate change, and his favourite sci-fi show; to the shape of his coworker E...
The carefully selected upper division honors students filed into the seminar room and jockeyed for the best chairs to watch and to hear their distinguished guest professor. Each of them had been selected individually, either by the chair of their major department or the head of the program in comparative literature, to participate in a special graduate-level...