The man floated through space in his cryo-tube, slumbering in a deep dream where years passed in seconds. The cryo-tube's self-contained generator did not produce much electricity from its decaying power core, but it did not need much to perpetuate adiabatic demagnetization and keep his body at near absolute zero within the gel-filled pod, insulated by the p...
I'd like to give a huge thanks to rnebular for again taking the time to edit what turned out to be a longer story and providing insightful suggestions, which improved the story. For the nitpickers, I'm aware Green Bay cheerleaders aren't as described, but took some creative license because I wanted to use them as the team in the story. Also, the one play tha...
Chapter I: My Nagging Dream Trust me, the only thing worse than not owning a Harley Davidson? Is when all your friends do. But, allow me to clarify. I'm not talking about hard core biker types by any stretch. I'm referring to the pressed shirt and tie types. You know? The ones who seriously don't look like they belong on one? The ones who maybe, occasionall...
[Author's note: This is a re-write of my story "Husband Encourages Wife." That story took a direction I didn't like. Maybe someday I'll finish it, but for now I've written this story. If you don't like stories where the husband, who fantasies about his wife with other men, is tortured by conflicting emotions of jealous and lust, then you'll hate this story.]...
Chapter 11 -- Away From Home Scott got up early Thursday morning, he wanted to say goodbye to Dean before they head off, Scott to the airport and Dean to school. Mary was also up. Usually, she would drive Scott to the airport but she knew that this morning he had made different arrangements. She was conflicted between two feelings. She was happy Scott was...
Authors Note: To all my dear fans, welcome back for my fourth story and a kind welcome of course as well to all those who have come across my work for the first time. For those of you who have not read any of my other stories, my name is Madeleine and I'm a flight attendant for a large French airline. Ever since my first flight, I've experienced an almost u...
Author's foreword; Hi, remember me? I know it's been a while but real life often times gets in the way of our fun. I am back at it, albeit at a slower pace than before. You can find me on Mark Zuckerberg's little venture if you care to know what I am up to. A big thank you goes to blackstallion21 for editing this story. Thank you for reading and it's nice...
This is a long chapter because lots of things happened! The morning came and I was up with the dawn. I really can't say why except that maybe I was ready to seize the day. I put up coffee and took Santo out. He was pretty frisky on this dreary morning. Rain seemed to be coming in from the south and the clouds looked black and ominous. Fortunately, they were...
Having spoken to my editors and other people, apparently Ha Ha is not as well known as I thought. All persons playing a game of Ha Ha lie down on the floor, each with their head on the stomach of another player, everyone connected like dominos. The first player says, "Ha." The player on whose stomach his head is resting says, "Ha Ha." Each player adds an add...
Chapter 1: Dog Park My son had gone off to college and I had inherited his basset hound. He said his mother could not be trusted with his baby and I had to agree with him. The only thing she never neglected was herself. We had been divorced seven years. My son's final argument in his plan to convince me I should take his baby was that the dog would get m...