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This story is an existential drama focusing on psychology, depression, and romance. There is plenty of sexual content, but most of it is in the next two chapters. If you are looking for a stroke story, please go back to the main page. If you are looking for a deep love story, I hope you enjoy. I hope you'll be patient and save your votes until the end. Thank you. Chapter 1 If someone were to ask just who “she” was, I wouldn’t be able to answer, as I hadn’t the slightest clue. A hallucination? Some kind of angel? For the...

Daniel splashed some water on his face. After three weeks, the Med Center walls were closing in on him despite he couldn’t see them. The condition just amplified the feeling. Alisha wasn’t allowing him to go out without some kind of escort, there wasn’t always someone available when he wanted to go wandering. Amy was there as much as she could be during her shift, but she had other patients. Alisha and Michele made daily visits but they still had jobs to do. He had been working with Amy all week trying to get the hang of using the guide stick...

It had been a little over a month since Jack had the visit from his old friend and as they were more than a few light years away from earth, they had a few more visits just to say goodbye to friends and family, as they would be gone for awhile after that they were left completely alone, but life on the massive ship carried on as normal. They had already gone passed two system sending out messages to anyone in the system hoping for a reply that never came, at first they thought it was because they were pre-eletronic race...

The sign on the frosted glass door said, 'Tomlin Corporation'. In smaller print, two lines centered below the corporate name read: 'Raymond Blacker', 'Chief of Security'. The courier knocked twice on the door, then entered without waiting for a response. The strong scent of cigar smoke assaulted his nose and eyes as he stepped into the dimly lit room. Silhouetted by the curtained window, a large man sat at a desk. He raised his head to look at the approaching courier. The man behind the desk didn’t seem to be alarmed by the intrusion of this particular individual, though few men...

Important Note: Please read this before continuing. This story is written largely in protest against the negative media portrayals of D/s relationships. Having never been in a long-term D/s relationship myself, although I have dabbled frequently in BDSM, I’m increasingly disappointed as we’re all being painted as disgusting sado-masochists. This is my attempt to give humor and background to a fictional D/s couple. This is not the story you want for a quick climax. I’m going to take a few chapters to develop the characters, and this story will rely much more heavily on scene-setting, internal narration, and character development than...

0001 - Tempro 0003 - Conner 0097 - Ace 0101 - Shelby (mother ship) 0125 - Lars 0200 - Ellen 0301 - Rodrick 0403 - Johnathon 0667 - Marco 0778 - Jan 0798 - Celeste 0908 - Tara 0999 - Zan 1000 - Sherry To grow -------- Lucy Derrick's eyes were wide, he'd already finished Conner and was already working on Ace's? Looking around Derrick called, Mary? I damn sure hope you are keeping tabs on me! Yes sire, came Mary's voice from the air. I still have you on tracking sir. What's the status of the capacity indicator? Derrick was...

Character Descriptions: Jamie & Naomi: 15 years old. Breast 36B. Height 5 “6”. Blond hair. Pale blue eyes. Lillian “Lily”: 18 years old. Breast 34C. Height 5 “7”. Brown hair. Brown eyes. “I saw Lily kissing her boyfriend,” Naomi had told me. “So,” I shrugged. Although we were identical twins, I was the tomboy, which meant I had no intention to listen to her gossip. “I just thought-“my sister stopped talking mid sentence. I looked over in time just to catch her pounce. She had the advantage being on top. She got me flat on my back, straddling my waist. “What...