Warning: You might discover typos, grammatical errors, misspellings, and other flaws in the following writing. If this offends you or you feel the need to feel superior and point out every error please stop reading now. Thank you. ***** Wednesday We woke up about the same time. Ann looked into my eyes and said, "Morning lover. Know what time it is?" I th...
I had been working all afternoon on my novel, The Reaper’s Child when you came home from work. It was a work in progress, as in I worked on it whenever I could, which was like today, not knowing the next time I would have a free afternoon to sit and idle my time away in front of a blank computer screen. I had American Head Charge playing helping me drive my...
Following the hen party at Madam Lisa’s, things pretty much reverted back to normal. I knew the approach of another party was looming, but I had adjusted to the prospect and, indeed, thought of it with something approaching enthusiasm. In the meantime, the memory of Agnes niggled away at the back of my mind like a tapeworm nestling in the bowel. This was tru...
Chapter 4 NemesisThe Los Angeles County Sheriff's Department was headquartered in a five-story building on Maple Avenue in Torrance. Shane and Carmen checked in at the large lobby window and waited while a sheriff's deputy behind bulletproof glass called somebody upstairs. After listening for a moment, he cleared them to go to the elevator bank. When they g...
A friend had just left for class and I'm sitting in the Student Union nursing a cup of tea, resisting pulling some stuff out of my backpack and starting studying when I notice Chad Brown looking at me and then heading toward me. Chad and I barely know each other, although we've shared at least one class. He's quite the hunk. Tall, thin. Looks to me like a sw...
I take no creative ownership of this idea. This work is an interpretation of JumboJet123 story The Sex Games and I hope it will be alright for them if the stories share similarities. This story is from the perspective of the loser as compared to JumboJet123, whose story is from the perspective of the winner. I hope you enjoy. Thanks for the awesome idea Jumb...
John went home but Laura said she would talk to him in chat. It was just a little past 8pm and the kids were in the living room with the TV blaring and his wife was in the dining room on the phone. He had told her he had to do a business seminar in Cleveland and it seemed no one had missed him. John took himself upstairs and got undressed and laid in bed hug...
It is the uncharacteristic silence of the room that wakes Bob suddenly. He misses the steady ticking of the antique clock which usually sits on the bedroom dresser. Then there is the darkness. Bob wonders what has happened to the night-light which usually shines from the hallway. A momentary light through the window from a passing car reveals the ceiling and...
Notes: Head-rooms: “Max-Headroom,” a television show originating from 20th Century Earth in which an artificial intelligence construct is tapped from a Network 53 cameraman. Mega-plex: A large, multi-level agricultural complex. Crops and livestock are raised beneath domes to minimize the effects of weather, temperature, and insects on output. 47 Ursae...
She's thirty-three years old and really rather inexperienced with sex. She got pregnant at an early age, a teenager really, and married another man when she was twenty-nine. She is approaching her sexual peak as a woman, and her husband really is a very non-sexual guy. She on the other hand is a big dreamer and fantasized all the time. She felt alone in her...