"Honey, do you smell anything?" Hector paused to sniff the humid air. "Yeah, now that you mention it, I do. It's sort of musky but sweet at the same time. I don't think I've ever come across anything like it before. Let's look around. Maybe we've stumbled on some new species of wildflower. These mountains may be well-mapped but they aren't visited often. T...
There was nowhere in the whole cluster quite like The Redhorn Saloon in the port of Cortez, that rocky industrial outpost that clung to the outer borders of Commonwealth space. The booze flowed freely, the old gamblers who propped up the card tables were easy enough to part from their cash, and the girls there were talked about on every ship in the sky. Th...
Grand Marshall After the meeting with Ike and the Commander of the Fijishi he was in his office. The orders to investigate everyone who knew had been passed. Now came the important question, what should he do with the stealth station identified. It wasn't part of the North American polity since Ike didn't know anything about it. He doubted it was part of an...
Sila floated in interminable blackness, her dulled senses not even making an effort to discern her surroundings. She was warm, numb, and tired. Her memory felt just out-of-reach, slipping through the weak fingers of her muddled mind as she sought an explanation for her current state. Some memories seemed closer than others; her faith and duty to the Emperor...
I pulled into the driveway and sat, pondering in the car, for a few moments. She was different, and The Corporation didn't like different. We would both be incarcerated or worse if anyone ever discovered her true nature. I ran my fingers through my sweaty hair. It's ok. Everything will be fine. She's just different, not stupid. Haven't been caught in the thr...
Note: This is a parody. Any resemblance to persons living or dead or fictional is really almost nonexistent. Captian's Log, Stardate 3947.8. Received new orders from Starfleet HQ. We're being sent to the Nether Regions to investigate the disappearance of the U.S.S. New Orleans. It will take us two days to get there at warp factor 9, but I'm keeping busy wi...
Authors Note: I've decided to go through and clean up this chapter to (on the one hand) fix the gratuitous spelling and grammar mistakes that I originally overlooked (I originally wrote half of this on a phone because my computer was having issues, a lot of mistakes were just autocorrect auto correcting) and to bring the continuity up to a level consistent...
It wasn't very long before Jessica finally rose and made her way out of the dark and frigid room, the guard out of sight and with no sounds indicating his return. She stood largely nude, bra still unclasped and her cum-glazed breasts still exposed, stepping into the hallway though still lost on where she should go. For one reason or another she had chosen no...
Author's note 1: In the Serrahsha language a ; means a click noise. And Serrahsha use voice inflection instead of facial expressions to broadcast emotions (i.e. a smile is a happy, gentle voice) Author's note 2: Still no editor, I AM looking for one .If you are one and like what you see, PLEASE send me your e-mail through feedback. Author's note 3: The sex...
To all, Due to the interest in this series, here is part 15 combined. I must apologize, Chapter 15A -- Cara was supposed to be pulled (from the sites submission path) when I decided to combine all three-infill chapters into the 'Combined" you have in front of you. My being a luddite surely helped in the error. Due to comments after release of chapter 14, I...