9:07 am. February 10, 1998. Somewhere inside A.D.R.E., a secret government facility, located beyond the outskirts of Roswell, New Mexico. A gorgeous young woman slumbers in a chair. The sounds of heavy rain hammering the glass windows and light chatter in the background awaken her. Shaking off a hazy feeling, she sits upright and stares down at her dirty b...
This story takes place in the early eighties. It is a work of fiction but as in previous stories it is based on some real events and some characters I have known. It is a story about truth and consequences, love and infidelity. There is very little sex in this story. * Slowly I became aware of my surroundings again as my thoughts began to emerge from the f...
Chapter 8 - Robert's Ghosts Amy and Suzanne slowly walked back to Suzanne's car shortly after dark. Both of them were stiff from their punishments. Amy noted with amusement that Suzanne was much more careful about hitting the speed-bumps on the way back. Suzanne's cautious manner of driving had returned, and then some. When it became clear to Suzanne that...
I recently received a feedback comment that told me that all my stories are incredibly monotonous. Needless to say, I deleted it simply because the person wouldn't tell me who they were. Jeez, what a coward. I hope that you all know; I've received more good comments than bad, and while I try to please everyone, I know it's impossible. Therefore, I'm going to...
Back in the summer of 1997, I needed a summer school credit in order to graduate. So I signed up for ENC 1001, English Composition. There were a variety of writing topics, but one of them was a "saturation" paper. The idea was for a group of students to go to a location as a group, immerse ourselves in the surroundings and write about the things we saw, tryi...
Tunnel Rat 'Robin' It was hot. It was always hot. It was humid as always, and the bugs were fierce. He had welts on welts, and yet this was his preferred attire when crawling in the tunnels looking for the gooks. He was always at risk of being shot at close range, because the tunnels were so pitch black and hiding places and booby traps and bungie pits were...
CHAPTER 3: MOONLIGHT SINATRA I vaguely remembered my advisor saying he would come by and check on me once I got settled in. He did. It was on a Saturday May 22nd to be exact. John and I were moving the calves from the big pen to the smaller one close to the road. I was shooing them like an old hand when a very sleek and shiny Audi something-or-other pulled...
The rain had started pouring without warning, as was usual in the city. It was also his first time foraying out into the wild streets of Vietnam, and he hadn't brought an umbrella, as was also usual for a clueless tourist in Vietnam. He had jumped into a nearby restaurant and taken their only empty seat in the corner, to the curious cursory gaze of the owne...
In April 1975, the U.S. led effort to prevent the unification of Vietnam under communist rule had come completely off-the-rails; in South Vietnam, and particularly around the capital city of Saigon, North Vietnamese forces had moved into place, ready for the final push to consolidate the country - and to expel the remnants of American influence from the Sout...
(No sex by the way. I had planned to have this story up for Memorial Day here but it didn't happen. So here we are for the 4th of July. Remember, if you love your freedom, thank a vet. The characters in this story are not mine. They are the property of New World Entertainment. Well, one of them is mine. I've been married to him for 36 years now. Notes: The...