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THE INVADERS by Tammy Fairbanks Prologue The Invaders. . . Alien beings from a dying planet. Their destination: The Earth. Their purpose: To make it their world. David Vincent has seen them. For him it began one lost night on a lonely country road looking for a shortcut that he never found. It began with a closed deserted diner and a man too long without sleep to continue his journey. It began with a landing of a craft from another galaxy. Now David Vincent knows that the...
I just knew he was going to love this. Amazon.com had it and it had just arrived in the mail, a genuine Swiss Army knife. While we were having dinner with my parents and my sister the week before, Rob had been talking to Dad about hunting and camping and mentioned that when he used to camp out with his dad, he used his for everything. He lost it when he was twelve or thirteen and never got around to replacing it. My dad recollected that when he was a kid, owning a genuine Swiss Army knife was...
Any way, on to the purpose of this story, I was a creature of habit, every morning on my way to the firehouse, I would stop at this little diner and have breakfast, and the next morning on the way home I would stop again. It was a quaint little diner, nothing fancy, and the staff was very friendly. On this particular morning, I went in and sat at the bar, as I normally did, and took the menu from the napkin holder. I really didn’t need the menu, because I knew everything the diner served but...
The XXX Diner was about 30 miles from anywhere, it served as a stop for truckers and others passing through the area. Mike Gretsky a forty year old who’d had opened up the diner after his wife had passed away. As the diner was practically in the middle of nowhere he realised he'd need to way to keep his business from going under. His solution was overly simple... employ attractive young women to work in the diner. A year ago he employed Emily a beautiful redhead in her mid twenties. Emily was...
I am working the night shift late, at Amy's, a dank seedy diner on the wrong side of town. I sigh, as I look past my reflection in the dirty window glass to see the rain. Trevor loves the rain. I think sadly to myself. I wonder what he is doing while I toiled away at this job. I sigh and then my eyes narrow as they see my reflection in the glass. Ralph, the diner's owner has just issued us new uniforms, again. The top cut so low that my ample breasts were straining to get out. I turned to see...
KATHY'S DINER SisyphusIt was late and I had been driving for hours through the fog and drizzle. I was getting drowsy and in the middle of nowhere, it seemed. Nothing but trees and an occasional dark house were barely visible. The static on the car radio made listening to the jazz station annoying and the only other station that came in was preaching about the end of time and we better give our souls to Jesus to be saved, something like that. I turned the radio off and drove in the dark silence,...
Straight SexThis is a racist, foul, nasty little story. If you enjoy that kind of tale then I hope you like it. If not, just pass it by. No need for indignant complaints, since you’ve been warned. THE DINER FROM HELL By Red Doggie PART ONEFour gang members sat in their car watching the diner they planned to rob. ?This place is easy...
"Are you going to take care of that or not?" came the phlegmy, rumbling complaint of Tyrel's superior. "On it, on it," he replied irritably, ducking between moldy, customer packed booths. He hated this job. Dexter's was a run down, antiquated diner located in one of the less prosperous districts of Coruscant. All the pomp and glitter of the Galactic Republic's capital was a quick air cab away, but you'd never know it from the stained, run down buildings that surrounded the...
My name is Jeff. I am a 40 year old father of three beautiful daughters. Before you ask, I have never and never intend on having sexual relations with either of my daughters. I am Captain in my home towns Fire Department, on my off days, I run a pretty successful landscaping business, so my family and I live a pretty comfortable life. My wife left us a couple years back. She was destined to succeed in the big business world and my girls and I stood in her way. Although she didn’t completely...
TabooV. The diner on memory lane. The last time Marcia had spoken to anyone in her family it was to her brother Matt. That would be winter five years ago. They met in a 24-hour diner by the side of a highway in Metuchen, New Jersey. Pointedly, it was a restaurant Matt had never visited and no doubt never intended to visit again. Through a series of emails and two brief phone calls, she had explained the general situation and Matt's reaction had grudgingly advanced from "this has got to be...
The Last Day 11:13:15 p.m. Truly awful music played from an ancient jukebox. A decrepit postcard taped haphazardly to the register sternly proclaimed: “In God We Trust. All Others Have to PAY!” That card had been taped in place by the owner, who still lived but rarely came around. A formerly rich stockbroker humbled by a serious of disastrous investment schemes, Richard Brooks had used his last remaining savings to buy the diner. He had renovated an old property that he had taken in...
Come November, Kylie felt comfortable enough to go on regular forays into Clearwater. Her mother was doing much better and had reclaimed the reins of the household during Kylie's stay in rehab. Also, Kylie's temptation to smooth out the edges was not strong anymore. Her mind was much clearer and the warm feeling of achievement over a number of songs she had written during her stay in Hillview helped lessen her perceived needs for anything mind-numbing. She was getting into a better...
The Last Day 11:00:01 p.m. The neon that outlined the diner took a few seconds to respond after the loss of power, then flickered back into service. The darkness probably lasted between four and eight seconds, depending upon whom you asked. At the Last Chance, diners had barely realized they were in the dark before battery- powered emergency lighting had come on, only to be quickly replaced by the restored power supply. In the Last Chance Diner, one digital appliance flashed 12:00. It...
Early YearsHi I’m a vagina; I belong to Jenny Cumslut. I’m sure that’s not her real surname, but she likes to be called that. I’m Jenny’s best friend; I’ll do anything to make her happy and she loves to stroke and rub me all the time. Jenny Cumslut adores Cum – she cannot get enough of it. She will do anything to swallow the stuff, coat her fabulous tits in it, fill her arse with it, or best of all let me suck it out of the end of a nice boy’s cock. We were born around 1985. We spent the second...
Business was good all winter long. New repeat customers were naming our diner the place to eat. Our seatings for all three meals were nearly full to capacity. Bertha was the first to mention expansion. Roxy and I discussed it, but we knew it would mean a heavier debt load. Then suddenly a factory went into production and we were asked to cater their lunches. The bank that held our note was more than willing to lend money for the expansion at the diner. Money for equipment to set up in the...
December 25, 2012 12:00:33 a.m. My name is Paul. I’m pretty sure I just died, but I don’t think I’m dead. The whole thing feels kind of weird but I think I’m dead. Oh, wait. I’m not dead, am I? Everything happened at once, you see, so it’s all mixed up in my head. It was ... is Christmas Eve ... well ... it’s technically Christmas Day since it’s after midnight, but who really thinks of midnight as tomorrow, right? Nothing makes much sense right now. One minute I’m sitting in a booth at...
National health care, who are we, Canada? How about working on creating and keeping jobs for the busy accountants in the city! As cosmopolitan as this all seems I'm just a call girl and that guy in the picture was my John for the last four years. The head of the city's largest accounting firm who had me put up nicely in a penthouse suite. All I had to do for this was put an adult diaper on him and tell him he was a bad, bad boy then spank him and suck him off once a week. For the rest of...
Hi there my name is Casey and I am a typical student, I work hard during the day studying and hard at night at an American diner in the local leisure park. I don't mind the job, but it is definitely a sexist job, I am expected to wear bright red patent red high heels and a short red mini skirt that just covers my butt, the typical white shirt tied up across my chest showing off my flat stomach and shoulder length hair perfectly straightened with a little diner paper hat. Basically like a little...
The Beginning of the Beginning The sound seemed to come from very far away, although the horn was just across the street. On all seven continents, those who remained claimed to have heard the piercing blast. Stripped of earthly trappings, the Angel Gabriel was light, sound, and energy. His appearance was glorious beyond the descriptive skills of even the world’s most talented, prophetic painters. The sky changed in an instant. Pitch-black clouds and blizzard were transformed into sunshine...
Terry 12/24/2012 11:33:44 PM Terry Carson wondered for the fourth time in ten minutes, how he could run late every night. His shift at the plant started promptly at one AM and he never got out of the house in time to stop at the diner, enjoy a leisurely early breakfast and still be on time. His father had indoctrinated him on Lombardi Time as a teenage and it should have taken root but Terry always seemed to run late. He could remember his dad reminding him that Super Bowl Winning, Coach...
Carl 12/24/2012 11:44:55 PM The diner door quivered in the near gale. Twice it started to open. Each time it failed to complete the task. The steel workers laughed and hollered, “Come in already, Carl!” Every night at approximately eleven fifteen, Carl Rhodes walked fourteen blocks to the diner, then waivered for a few moments, unsure whether to enter, or return home. He often tried the door, hoping it wouldn’t open. Carl believed if he wasn’t supposed to be there, the door would simply...
12/24/2012 11:00:00 PM The Last Day 11:16:21 p.m. The diner couldn’t be referred to as “family friendly” because there was a distinguishable code. Those that were from too far outside their bounds found no welcome, no business, and no contentment there. A regular would never bring a child to Last Chance. The conversation was often too ribald for that. It didn’t matter if it was 3:00 p.m. or 3:00 a.m., conversation might turn to adult topics. One famous night, an unfortunate streetwalker...
Bethlehem, PA The First Day The bells were a surprising addition to the frenzy. First there came the loudest horn ever blown, followed by screams and an earthquake. Diners dove for cover, screaming into the cacophony, their voices lost in the rising tide of hysteria. Tony thought he heard his mother’s voice, for just a second and then nothing. His heart leaped but then he remembered she was dead and clamped an iron control on his emotions, lest they run away with him. In this crisis, it...
But I haven't been here in years, and things have changed. Or maybe I've changed. I see a group of students spill out of an arcade, which is closing, and cross the road jostling each other and whooping. It's a balmy night in Summer, the clouds blanketing the sky only adding to the sense of claustrophobia. When suddenly the clouds break into a steady rain, the students tear off around the corner and out of sight. I am alone. Looking around for shelter, I spot the old diner on the corner....
Jen had prepared a wonderful breakfast, pancakes, eggs, toast, and grits. She had taken Jeff’s orders at the diner so often, that she knew exactly how he liked it. She paraded around the kitchen dressed only in an apron. Occasionally she would look back at her older lover and blow him a kiss, and wiggle her round ass extra hard, knowing that she was pleasing him. She served the breakfast, and both ate like they were starving. A hot night of naughty sex will work up a hunger. As soon as they...
'Pull over here.....yes here, at this little diner.' I told the cabbie. Even though it was pouring down rain, I wanted a quick bite before heading to the hotel. I bolted from the cab to the front door, managing to get inside before getting totally drenched from the unseasonable downpour. At first glance I wondered if the place was even open. There wasn't a single diner inside and only you, the waitress, seemed to be on duty. And about half the lights were off. As I surveyed the place, you...
Straight Sex‘Pull over here…..yes here, at this little diner.’ I told the cabbie. Even though it was pouring down rain, I wanted a quick bite before heading to the hotel. I bolted from the cab to the front door, managing to get inside before getting totally drenched from the unseasonable downpour. At first glance I wondered if the place was even open. There wasn’t a single diner inside and only you, the waitress, seemed to be on duty. And about half the lights were off. As I surveyed the place, you...
Introduction: A first date gone right Cadee looked up at him from across the Formica topped table and smiled. His eyes were soft and rich, yet she was still uncertain what he thought about her. They had been chatting over French fries at the greasy spoon diner for more than hour and every minute that passed she found herself growing more and more drawn to him. He emanated masculinity, from his tall, full figure to his dense light-colored beard. His long hair hung past his flannel-covered...
This story's premise and early chapters are taken on a segment from Yuki's Horrible Day by PhantomPen (with consent). Names have been changed to distinguish them from their original context, and chapters have undergone editting for consistency. The brilliant authors' original work can be read here http://www.writing.com/main/interact/cid/1736826 Lucy let out a restless sigh as she wiped down table 3 for the fourth time. Drops of rain patters against the large windows on the front of the...
Die großen Neonbuchstaben leuchteten in den dunklen Nachthimmel hinein. Das ganze Gebäude wirkte etwas aus der Zeit gefallen, wie ein Relikt aus den 50ern. Dennoch standen die Leute Schlange, um hier, im Monster-Diner einen Plazu zu bekommen, den die Burger und Pommes waren nunmal die besten in der Stadt. Gut, viele Männer und Frauen kamen auch nur, um einen Blick auf die zahlreichen Angestellten zu werfen oder um eine der gut bestückten Kundinnen aufzureissen. Sämtliche der farbenfrohen Damen...
FantasyAuthor's Note: Hi! Welcome and enjoy! As with all of my stories, feel free to add to this in any way you'd like! I was traveling on business, selling industrial chemicals and business was bad. So bad, in fact, that I was taking a serious look at having to sleep in my car if I wanted to keep eating. Somehow, I found myself to this little greasy spoon diner way out in the middle of fucking nowhere. I was to Hell and gone from any town with more than 1000 people in it, and this little oasis...
Beauregard Marshall 12/24/2012 11:51:15 PM The wind loosened awning took that moment to develop enough of a hole to emit a low, long howl that sounded surprisingly like woman crying. The slightly guttural and thoroughly disquieting sound didn’t travel very far due to the hammering winds of the blizzard, though far enough to get the undivided attention of one, very strange person as he arrived. Slowly trudging up the deserted street came a living, breathing paradox. He was one of those...
The Last Day 12/24/2012 11:47:52 PM Holly Noel fussed with the corner of a ratty blanket covering her baby girl, Hope. Blessed or cursed with such a Christmassy name, Holly had endured a litany of stale jokes, stupid comments, snide remarks, and double meanings her whole life. Many times, she had contemplated changing her name but she’d always refrained, hoping people would give her a break no matter how small. She wanted to feel as proud of her name as her mother had been in naming...
And All the Days of Forever... My name is Paul. I really did die... ... and then I ... lived. I REALLY Lived... It was almost more than my mind could take. The world simply exploded, and then it disappeared. In less time than it takes to blink, the blizzard was history and I was standing where the diner had once been, watching everything happen at once. People screamed and cried. The walls and ceiling cracked and then vanished. Sunlight so bright I thought it would blind me replaced...
Wednesday, October 3, 1990 Political campaigns, at least in America, are designed to produce winners by wearing the participants down to a nub. The survivor gets elected. There comes a point where you have to wonder just how many hands can be shook, how many rubber chicken dinners do you have to eat, how many old people do you have to make nice to? It really helps to be rich, since doing all those things and actually trying to earn a living are impossible. Early on you start wondering...
I wasn't sure how i arrived in the diner... i remember gunshots, lots of blood, but not much after that. I think i remember being in a plane... but someone had sabotoged the fuel line... it went down, i got the last parachute, the pilot died. I landed in a field, a guy from witness protection found me, shoved me into a SUV... that is when i met Sara. Sara was beautiful, Six feet tall even with flowing black hair. That night she had been called away from a wedding-not hers- and was wearing a...
Erotic FictionThis is the girl who is in this story with me : http://xhamster.com/photos/gallery/1352687/bi_sexual_beki.htmlThis all starts off with me going downtown just by myself to a well known gay bar. I have been bi-sexual since I was about 14 and I am 18 now. I was wearing a burgundy dress which flared out a lot at the bottom and was showing a fair bit of cleavage, my legs were bare and I had black lace panties on and a matching bra. I was in the mood for a girl tonight seen as I hadn't had sex with a...
“What’s wrong? What’s wrong?”Anthea looked up at her mum as she sat down at the dining table. “Nothing is wrong,” Anthea responded watching as her mum hurriedly dried her hands with a tea towel.“Is the baby okay? Are you okay? Is Jack okay?” she asked as her husband came into the room and pulled up a seat at the table.“We’re all fine Mum,” she responded exasperated with her mum’s anxiety. “I have something to tell you.”“Sit down Helen,” her dad snapped. “Give the lass a chance to speak.”Anthea...
March 14th, 1995, 7:15 PM; Mile 205; 10 Miles West Of Harrisburg, PA Walking through the train towards the dining car was a favorite ritual of George’s. He had grown up on trains, spent endless hours riding long distance trains. He was so adept at walking through a moving train, he almost seemed like a member of the crew. Being on the last car, the last sleeper, on the train, they had quite a walk through the three 10-6 first class sleepers and the non-first class Slumbercoach. As they...
Uther By Ellie Dauber (c) 2006 Introduction According to the legends of King Arthur, Merlin changed Uther Pendragon into a double for Duke Gorlois, so he could spend the night with Ygraine, the Duke's wife. Ygraine and Gorlois had three daughters: Elaine, Morgause, and Morgan le Faye. During their time together, Ygraine became pregnant with the child who was to become King Arthur. Uther's men killed Gorlois that same night. This is my TG (of course) version of what...
Joseph walked into his favorite diner, pancakes on his mind. He sat at the bar and motioned to the server that he was ready. “The usual!” She smiled and nodded. The door chimed to signal a new customer walking in, and suddenly all the noise in the bar stopped and everyone turned to look. He waited a beat and then turned to look. After a moment, the bar returned to normal but Joseph couldn’t take his eyes off her. Beautiful dark hair, porcelain skin, voluptuous curves and clearly not afraid to...
Oral SexKATHY’S DINER Sisyphus It was late and I had been driving for hours through the fog and drizzle. I was getting drowsy and in the middle of nowhere, it seemed. Nothing but trees and an occasional dark house were barely visible. The static on the car radio made listening to the jazz station annoying and the only other station that came in was preaching about the end of time and we better give our souls to Jesus to be saved, something like that. I turned the radio off and drove in the dark...
The call came at 2am, one of my after hour techs needed a part. So I left my wife asleep in bed to drive into work. After everything was done and the office and warehouse was locked up I decided to stop and get a bite to eat. Luckily there is a fantastic 24 hour diner near my house which serves the best food. Walking in the front door, I saw that at 3 in the morning the usually hopping place was dead. Not a soul in the place. As the door swung shut the jiggle of bells brought Doug from the...
I announced in the morning that I was going back home and look in on my aunt. I might be away for four or five days. Roxy asked, "Have you made a decision about Ginger and the baby?" "No, and I can't, because I don't know how she feels. I don't want to start trying to resolve this without facing her directly. I need to be able to gauge her reactions if I say something." "I understand that. I wish you would remember one thing. This is your home now. You would give up an awful lot if...
The Last Day 11:11:11 p.m. Brian’s dog was uniquely beautiful. His coat glistened in the morning sun as he ran through the woods, never straying too far from the young man who accompanied him. Their special relationship was obvious, as they seemed to communicate intimately by body language and eye contact. Their bond was a thing of loveliness. In private words, the young man encouraged his K-9 companion, and the dog responded by doing everything in his power to obey. Others walking along...
{p}Chapter ELEVEN Judith 12/24/2012 11:01:01 PM Seven blocks away, Judith Sonderman surveyed her living room in despair. Her wavy, long, blond hair hung damp in front of her eyes and she brusquely brushed it away. Tears of frustration and surrender spilled down her cheeks. The clothes she wore were clean, neat and old. Calling her wardrobe out of date didn’t do it justice. Ancient was more like it. It was Christmas Eve and for the tenth time she was taking a silent inventory of her net...
The End Is Here 12:00:00 AM Judith Sonderman finished her meal and, unwilling to brave the cold just yet, relaxed with a second cup of hot coffee. The late hour and satisfying meal started to have their inevitable effect on her, and weariness began to take its toll. She had enjoyed indulging herself, remembering Terry and how beautifully right their relationship had been. If only ... she thought, sadly. If only I hadn’t rejected him so harshly. He might still like me enough to try again. The...
A Dog Story... Brian was quietly minding his own business when it began. The diner pulsed with activity just before ... it happened. Then everything changed and the pulse, if that’s what you would call it, came from across the street. That old man who stood on the wooden box seemed to shake himself, like you would if you stood too still, for too long. He lifted his old raggedy arm and seemed to point to the sky for just a split second. Then everything happened at once. Almost before it...
The the wind howled around the quayside as I stepped onto terra firma for the first time in weeks, the wind threw sharp shards of ice to sting our faces as we looked up at the sails as they were finally furled and stowed as our captain grinned at our discomfiture, "Au revoir!" he joked as if he knew we should soon be recalled. Those such as were left, and we were few enough, I shuddered. My best uniform packed securely in my Valise, awaited me, and just a few more duties before I...
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