Nandita To Nandini
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I wasn’t nervous. The interview had been scheduled for months. I’d been through makeup, and was now sitting in a comfy chair, surrounded by lights and cameras.
She began, “Dr John Cook, Child Prodigy, Physicist, Artist, Musician, Ambassador, Olympic Medalist, Inventor, Entrepreneur, Environmentalist, Billionaire, Philanthropist, Builder, Deal Maker, Media Mogul, advisor to world governments. It’s a big list, are there any accomplishments that you are most proud of?”
“Barbara, I think the thing I’m most proud of still remains one of my first accomplishments. Carbon felt filtration. It’s done so much for the environment, and keeps saving lives around the world,” I told her.
“What about your discovery of a cure for AIDS? Surely that’s saved lives too,” Barbara Walters asked.
“The discovery was really the work of the people at OkBio. I just took what they had discovered and created a treatment using the same principle. But let’s face facts, with proper funding and a real educational push to get everyone to use condoms, and not share needles we could have stopped HIV/AIDS. But because so much of the conversation involved sex, there just wasn’t the political will to do that. Now we have it stopped, the pills are only a few cents per dose, and are available everywhere. At risk populations take it daily as a preventative.
“In comparison, until clean water became easy and cheap it killed more than 15 million people every single year. Mostly the very poor. That’s more than the estimated number of actual HIV infections when we released the medication. Clean water is a much bigger success just by lives saved.
“The environmental impact is even bigger, it is inconceivable today that any company would dump waste into our rivers, streams, and oceans, but even two years ago it was allowed. Carbon felt filtration has made our waterways clean, and the wildlife is returning to levels not seen for decades.”
“The United Nations credited your support for climate change treaties and your SynFuel process for the drop of yearly CO2 emissions around the world by 65% since its announcement in January 1990. That’s been the largest source of your wealth, but you were quite wealthy before then.”
“My deal with Corning for production of carbon felt, the software company BaCHS, Euro Motors, General Atomics, TWP Media. They’ve all been big successes.”
“Forbes magazine had you listed as the world’s youngest self-made billionaire, and richest person in the world. They estimated your net worth at 45 billion dollars, and a yearly income of five billion. How close were they?”
“I don’t know if it can be called self-made, I did have help from my grandfather. Otherwise, I just look at those numbers and think ‘this money needs to be working to help people.’”
“How much did you give to charity last year?” she asked.
“I think the figure ended up being around three billion. Disaster relief, flying in supplies, that started with the Midwest flood, but we did it all around the world, the typhoons, earthquakes, wildfires. Then we donated a lot of water cleaning equipment, and solar powered radios in Africa and India.”
“That’s a lot of money.”
“I own a couple islands, a couple of airplanes, a couple of cars, a few houses, what else do I need money for?” I asked. “The United States gives more than that away every year. It’s still only a tiny portion of the national budget, less than one percent. It still isn’t enough, though, we all need to do more.”
“Tell me about your island.”
“It’s small, but it’s beautiful. It wasn’t when I got it, it had suffered a hundred years of strip mining, had no water source, and a destitute population of around twenty five people. Now it has water, power, communications, and produces so much food it exports it to neighboring islands.”
“And you’re building a skyscraper.”
“Several of them, actually. It’s only a little over two square miles. The buildings will grow additional food, and provide housing for a much larger population.”
“Rumors are that it will be the tallest building in the world when completed.”
I smiled, eyes twinkling. “We haven’t given an official figure, but it’ll be somewhere above ¾ of a mile high.”
A picture came up with an artist drawing of both the central building, and the surrounding skyscrapers. A third picture was shown showing the island and the floating ring platform around it.
“It looks like it’s going to be a beautiful place.” She said.
“It will be. Eventually it will be the world’s first fully functioning arcology.” I told her.
“What about your other island?” She asked.
“I was so glad that the UK government let me change the name. Spaceport Island sounds so much cooler.”
“Five launches in the past year from your own company, plus dozens from other countries and groups. It seems to be the place to go to launch spacecraft outside the United States.”
“AMROC isn’t my company, but I am an investor in it. I’m very proud of their work. With the collapse of the USSR and the economic trouble Russia is having, there are thousands of space scientists and engineers in need of jobs. I gave them a place to work.”
“And you have your own personal spacecraft.”
“Yes, the Buran. We are hoping to fly it again at the beginning of next year. Did you know that the US shuttle program costs about 1 billion dollars a flight? The Russian space plane program, which built the Buran, cost them 17 million dollars. The engineers I’ve hired are amazing.”
“What are you going to do with your own shuttle if it flies?”
“We know it works. The Russians sent it on a fully automated test flight in 1988. Right now we are upgrading it.
“The US shuttle was built in the 70s using designs approved by President Nixon in the sixties. They were supposed to be prototypes for better systems. Unfortunately, their budget overruns meant that when they had something that worked, they couldn’t afford to use what they learned. Now that it costs so much for each flight, they still can’t afford to build the next generation.
“Between our upgrades, and the design which is really only superficially the same as the NASA shuttle, we hope to get an idea of what a next generation shuttle should really look like. If we can do that, then we can build it.”
“Would you say the Buran is better than the shuttle?”
“Different, and hopefully after the upgrades better. Kind of a shuttle version 1.5,” I said smiling. “We will be offering the upgrades to NASA and their shuttle program, if they prove to be real improvements.”
“1992 Barcelona Olympics. You were expected to return and win more gold medals. What happened?”
“My friends needed help. Ukraine was at a difficult point in its history, finding itself, becoming independent. I’m really proud of the work I’ve done there, with the green party, fighting corruption, waste, and graft.
“Then my friends in Britain needed my help too. They were in a difficult financial position, and outside forces were taking advantage of it at their expense. I helped them with their timing, and the economy there has been great ever since.”
“Will you return for the 1996 Summer Olympics?” She asked.
“I might. It is nice and close this time. But seven gold medals should be enough, don’t you think?”
“Speaking of your friends, Ukrainian President Leonid Kravchuk credits you for writing most of the current Ukrainian Constitution.”
“I had been expecting the Ukrainian Declaration of Independence for about a year before it happened, so I spent my time researching and reading every document I could find on Ukrainian history, politics, and government systems around the world. When it happened, I sat down with Leonid and gave him what I called the framework. A starting point, with references to both local and world historical principles of government.
“From there it was just a matter of Leonid being willing to negotiate with everyone involved. They created their Constitution, I just helped them by giving them a starting point.”
“Last month was your birthday.”
“Yes, I turned 18.”
“People magazine just named you to the most eligible bachelor list.”
“I think they felt they had to wait till I turned 18, I don’t know, they didn’t ask me first,” I said chuckling.
“Any special person out there?” She asked.
“A number of good friends, but no significant other. I’m single, if that’s what you’re asking.” I turned and looked at the camera, “Still no girlfriend, Mom,” I said and laughed.
“You’re close to your family. How did they feel about your emancipation.”
“It was tough on everyone I think. It was done with their full permission, and understanding. I was only 10, but I needed the legal standing so I could go and do the things I’ve done for the past eight years.
“But yes, we are very close. My home has been just three blocks down the street from theirs for the last few years. It wasn’t about getting away from them, it was about going to California on my own and not getting picked up by social services and put in a foster home.”
“Was that a real worry for you?”
“Very much. Children have no rights in this world. We have some protections, but very little say in what happens to us. I donate every year to the children’s legal fund that helps kids make their voice heard. It part of why I pushed for the voting age in Ukraine to be 16. If 16 is old enough to operate a dangerous piece of equipment on a public roadway, why isn’t it old enough to vote?”
“You can vote now that you’re eighteen. Are you a Republican or a Democrat?”
“I come from a long line of independents. George Bush is a friend, and if I had been old enough I would have voted for him. This next election is going to be interesting. It’ll really set the stage for America and the next millennium. Will 1996 be a throwback to conservatism, or will the force of the new millennium, its hope, that excitement for a better world, push us forward? I’m looking forward to it.”
“Young people often call themselves progressive or liberal, would you call yourself that?”
“Fiscally I’m very conservative. I believe government should learn to do more with less. I don’t believe borrowing more is the answer to any financial debt problem, much less the government’s. A good start has been made on a balanced budget, and bringing down the national debt. As a fiscal conservative I’ll fight for that no matter who’s running, because I think it is terribly important for the economic health of the country.
“Lowering debt, including credit card debt in families, is especially important. Inflation is under control now, but the quality of life in the country has been dropping since the 1970s. People think things have gotten better because there are so many new and better things available to buy, but wages haven’t kept up with inflation. Credit cards are letting families increase their buying power without addressing their stagnant or dropping income. It’s a long term problem for families in this country.
“Pushing to keep the economy growing means encouraging families to buy more than they can afford on credit. It also means pushing for deregulating the banking and financial system. That’s such a bad idea. Look at what the savings and loan bailout is costing taxpayers. It’s going to be decades paying that off. A little closer regulation, tighter monitoring of the problems, a willingness to step up and close banks instead of letting them see if they could borrow their way out, and it would have been one or two percent of the final total. A single year’s budget item, not a four decade debt.
“Our lawmakers are being pressured. Financial institutions want a relaxing if not outright reversing of finance regulations, the same ones that have kept the country financially stable since the Great Depression. Undoing that is just asking for an even bigger financial disaster than the savings and loan scandal.
“For social issues, I have some pretty strong opinions. I approve of gun control that makes sense. Calling something an assault weapon because how it looks, not what it does is ridiculous government pandering. That’s like saying only fast looking cars should be subject to speed limits.
“Requiring that gun owners be registered, trained, licensed makes sense to me. We do it for cars, it’s a matter of safety for everybody. Untrained drivers are a danger to themselves, other drivers and pedestrians. Untrained gun owners are equally a danger. A waiting period make sense to me for handguns, handguns are typically not hunting weapons. But, I’m still willing to support it for every gun purchase, if it means real background checks and waiting periods. I believe some people should not be trusted with a gun, or a driver’s license. Everybody else should have one, and be trained for it, if they want it. Additionally non profits, like the NRA should fund the permits and training so that there is no income barrier to legal and safe gun ownership.
“I think the war on drugs is the stupidest war this country has ever fought. It’s a medical issue, not a criminal one. Historically criminalization of a behavior does little to stop it. Murder has been against the law from the beginning of history. Last year, 1993, the number of murders was 24,430 in the United States. That’s both a tragedy, and actually a pretty good number. In comparison, car crashes killed 40,150 people in 1993, more than double gun deaths. Bambi killed 101 of those.
“I also don’t approve of the government doing anything more than registering marriages. Marriage has, throughout history been a religious institution. As far as I’m concerned separation of church and state should limit what government regulates about marriage. They can ask for them to be registered, but doing anything more than that, including taxing you differently because of your marriage seems like discrimination for participating in a religious ceremony, and overreach to me. The Supreme Court even agreed that rules on who you can marry, racial or blood type restriction are unconstitutional. Further limitations should be illegal as well. A registration requirement assists in preventing fraudulent bigamy, so it’s useful. The rest of the rules need to go.”
“Quite an extensive list, do you consider yourself religious?” she asked.
“I’m very religious,” I told her
“Oh, what religion do you belong to?” she asked, intensely curious.
“I consider myself Buddhist.”
“How did that come about?” she asked intrigued.
“As a child I began remembering past lives. One of those lives was as a direct disciple of the Buddha. What I remembered from his teaching, has affected my life ever since. It’s why I’m compelled to do as much as I can for as many people as I can.”
“That’s fascinating, have you ever talked about this with anyone else?”
“Never in an interview. My family knows my intelligence is only one of my gifts, but the only person I’ve really discussed this with is Master Koru. A friend at a Buddhist monastery in Japan.”
“What other gifts besides your intelligence?” She asked eagerly.
“Part of my gift of learning languages, comes from my past lives. I speak over 90 languages, remembering a lifetime of speaking them helps very much, and gives me a head start learning new languages.”
“How many lives do you remember?”
“Thousands.”
“That’s a fascinating claim, any other special gifts?”
“I’m happy to have what I have,” I told her evasively.
“One of the things you do have is the world’s largest airplane. Tell me about flying in it.”
“The Mriya, it’s Ukranian for Inspiration or Dream. It’s the ultimate in dreaming big. I’ve only been on it twice in flight, once when I accompanied it on a trip moving the Buran spacecraft, and the second time when we brought in relief supplies to Los Angeles after the Northridge earthquake. It really is huge. But its smaller brother, that’s my favorite aircraft.”
She showed pictures of it on the screen, “It’s not very small either.”
“It started life as the largest production cargo plane in the world. Working with designers, and engineers we fitted it with everything I might need anywhere in the world. It’s basically become a 3000 SQ foot flying house, with a three car garage. The whole house is actually a couple of self-loading cargo containers that slide in through the front and rear hatches, connecting in the middle. It can be installed in any AN-124 aircraft, in about an hour. I particularly like how I get a 9000 mile range when using it.”
She showed a number of pictures of the inside, she paused at one. “A grand piano?” she asked.
“It’s specifically built for airplanes, light weight. I’ve played since I was little. My mom is a piano teacher,” I told her.
She went thru some more pictures, before stopping at the master bath. “No hot tub?”
“The jacuzzi bathtub was a compromise. The designers thought I should have a hot tub for parties, but I didn’t want to have that kind of reputation on my plane. When I’m on board I’m usually working. I do some entertaining, but it’s mostly for business.”
“You have a pretty large staff these days. What about your first bodyguard, Matthew Preston. He doesn’t follow you around anymore. Does he still work for you?”
“People used to tease him about the way he followed me around. Shark chasing a minnow. But he did his job, and learned a lot about my business interests. When he reconnected with his old high school girlfriend he got an instant family, including a daughter he hadn’t known about. He is still in Tulsa. He’s President of Rescue Squad now.”
“Rescue Squad, that’s your charitable relief organization. But that’s not where they got their name from, tell me about Mogadishu.”
“One of my new AN-124 cargo planes had just returned to the Ukraine from the US with newly installed avionic systems. It was carrying additional system components and technical staff to train the people at Antonov on installation and operation for the Cook Air Cargo Fleet.
“There had been extra room in the plane’s cargo hold, so my security staff decided to bring one of my personal armored vehicles for transport in Kiev. There had been even more room than expected, so they decided to include the remote controlled ground platform that AM General had been developing.
“It was small enough that we could carry two on board the 767. We had them on board, and were on our way to Spaceport Island, when we received information about the two helicopters that were shot down. We weren’t too far away so we diverted to the US base in Somalia.
“We got the platforms loaded on a military cargo plane, and they airdropped it over the city. It was able to bring supplies and weapon reloads. They deployed shielding, protecting the trapped soldiers, and high intensity fire to push back the attackers. Under the cover of inflated bulletproof rescue shelters they led the evacuation of the troops.”
“Somalis still call it the ‘Day of the Robots.’” she said.
“It’s not much of a robot, it’s all remote control. Everything it did was remote controlled by highly trained American soldiers at Edwards Air Force Base in California. It was built specifically to provide emergency rescue and evacuation under fire, which is why they sent it with me. It wasn’t actually expected to be used. They primarily wanted to real world test the remote satellite linkages. They got a much better test than expected.”
“That was the beginning of Rescue Squad?” she asked.
“That’s when it got named. Until then it had just been me and my staff airlifting supplies to disaster areas.”
A new picture came up on the screen. I smiled. “Scientific American called you the man who saved big physics. Your confrontation with Republican led Congress earlier this year made the news. What do you hope that the superconducting super collider will achieve.”
“They had spent two and a half billion dollars on the project, and were worried about cost overruns. They saw what NASA was projecting to need for building the space station, and figured that maybe they could save some money.
“I had to beg, plead, and finally offer to just buy it to keep the project alive. Since my nonprofit took control of the project we’ve been under budget, and ahead of schedule. But it’s not about the money, it’s about understanding the universe. This sort of project is a long term investment. The return on investment of understanding the fundamental nature of the universe is usually huge, but it takes six or seven decades to see the benefit. The electronics revolution is a good example of that cost to benefit ratio.
“The current Congress is simply too short sighted to see the benefit. They want to be able to claim that they cut the budget, and they don’t care where, as long as it’s not near where they call home. The superconducting super collider was an excellent example, one big project, only one elected representative harmed. We are expecting to start operations next summer.”
“And what will it do?”
“Right now there are two mathematical models of the universe. They are mutually exclusive, but the collider will tell us it’s either number one, number two, or even more exciting that both are wrong.”
“Why is both being wrong more exciting?”
“The common misconception about science is that scientists perform experiments to prove their theories. In reality, good science does just the opposite. You want to try to disprove the theory. If you can disprove it, then you’ve learned something new. If you can’t, then you really haven’t learned anything new.
“I’m really hoping we learn something new. I keep looking at the equations and they seem to be missing something. I’m hoping that the super collider will give us a clue as to what we are missing.”
“Any new projects or adventures you are looking forward to?” She asked.
“My animation company will be releasing its first film next year. I’m really looking forward to that. ‘Toy Story’ is a really wonderful movie. Star Trek, the Next Generation just ended but the cast’s first movie comes out in November combining the original cast and the next generation, that’s pretty exciting. Also, a team of film preservationists just started working on the Star Wars trilogy. Once we get the films fully restored we are looking at beginning to re-release them to theaters for the 20th anniversary so a whole new generation can enjoy it.
“AMROC will be testing a new heavy lift rocket in September, and then offering geostationary satellite launch services if everything goes well. I’m also looking forward to the launch of my new restaurant chain, ‘Weekday Veg’ it will offer vegetarian only options on weekdays, including a veggie burger that you would swear was beef, and on the weekend offering low environmental impact meat options like rabbit.”
“So you’re very busy still, with lots of projects going. Thank you for your time, John. I wish you the best in all your endeavors.”
“Thank you Barbara, it has been a pleasure,” I told her, and waited for the announcement that we were clear.
I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and let it out. It would be a few weeks until the interview was broadcast. It was scheduled for the first Friday in September. I shook hands and signed autographs. I eventually made my way to security, who drove me to the airport.
My Antonov dwarfed everything else at the airport. The vehicle rolled up into the rear cargo hatch, and we exited. I found my seat, and got comfortable checking my email. We had filmed in New York, where I had just closed a deal purchasing the Empire State Building. It had been a complicated purchase as the land it sat on had one owner, and the building itself a second, I now owned both parts.
I got the word from the flight attendant that everything was locked down and we would be taking off in a few minutes, so I buckled in. A few moments later Arthur and Jane joined me. They were on their way to see their daughter in Los Angeles, and I had offered a ride.
We talked about a few different things as we took off, but there was a palpable strain between the parents of my friend Sam. They were worried about their daughter. She had become a full time actress in Hollywood. Recent tabloids had reported she was involved in a wild Hollywood party and drug scene, and while she denied it, her parents wanted to go check. They had called me asking if I knew anything, as she had been my date for the Oscars earlier in the year. I offered the ride after they told me the story.
The flight was comfortable, and the Smiths enjoyed my hospitality. We landed at the airport in San Bernardino, where I took a helicopter to General Atomics in San Diego, and the Smiths took a limo I had waiting for them to Sam’s house.
GA had a new president, as Dr Dancer had retired. It was still a wholly owned subsidiary of Cook Holdings, which was the parent company of all my holdings, including the offshore investment company Cook Island Investments that had funded much of my early acquisitions. I sat down with Dr Porter in his office.
“Peter, how’s the first week been? Adjusting well?” I asked him.
“It’s going well John. I’m sorry to see Dr Dancer go, but I’ve been at his elbow for the last year, I’m sure that I’ve got a good handle on everything.”
“What’s the status on the Thar pipeline?”
“Almost complete, it’ll be bringing in water to the new SynFuel plant in India before the end of the year.”
“And production capacity there?”
“The Solar SynFuel plant is complete, it finished ahead of schedule. Just like the Lubbock, Texas plant it’ll bring in twice the water required for fuel production, placing the rest into local irrigation networks. The delay now is getting the pipeline finished.”
“What about China, any word from them?” I asked.
“I’m expecting a call from their energy office tomorrow. You’re going to be needed for that negotiation. They like dealing directly with the boss, and despite my job title, that’s you.”
“Ok, we can plan to fly over to finish the negotiation. The requirements remain the same. Either a huge pipeline into the desert for a solar plant, or multiple coastal ISPB plants. They’ve got to promise to cut out coal power regardless. The air quality in Beijing is terrible, and only getting worse.”
“That’s a sticking point, they just completed three new coal power plants.”
“We can reconfigure them for ISPB. But I don’t want to see any existing fresh water consumed for SynFuel production, solving the energy problem by creating a water shortage problem is bad environmental management.”
“I agree, the permanent ISPB at Ocean City comes online next month, do you plan to be there?”
“Yes, I’ll need to be there. We will be announcing the final height of the building as well. It’s been the tallest structure for a while, but until the ISPB comes online I haven’t wanted to announce it.”
“Two hundred floors?” he asked.
“Two hundred floors, 25 feet each floor, plus the 280 foot cooling tower at the top. Brings it to a mile tall.”
“I’m looking forward to seeing it. I’ve only had reports to read. When will it actually be complete?”
“The bottom fifty stories are in use already. It will take a couple years for the full fit out. The spiral platforms are finished, there are twenty of them on each side of the building, they make one full circle of the building.”
“Is there really a river that runs down the spiral platforms?”
“Once the ISPB comes online there will be. Excess water from the cooling tower pools out to the top spiral platform. Then it crosses it to plunge ten stories down to the next platform sticking out from the building. It goes all the way around, and down.”
“That’s going to be awesome to watch run for the first time,” he said.
“Not everyday you get to see a small river start down a new mountain. We will be recording it for the news media, and the documentary about it,” I agreed.
“How is the integration of Sikorsky going with AM General?” I asked.
“Really well. The employees are really happy you cancelled the layoffs with your purchase. That new S-69 derived design is pretty cool. I’m surprised you’re putting so much into research and development.”
“Aircraft speed, helicopter landing. It’s the Holy Grail of flight, especially in Kiribati. Between that capability and a helicopter equipped hospital ship we can cover the entire South Pacific. It also has the Naval Air Force guys drooling. The real difference is the improved engines and rotors. The rotor blade tips are engineered to exceed Mach 3 without shattering, or vibrating the craft to pieces.”
“What range are they expecting?” He asked.
“Two hours flight, 1200 miles. With drop tanks, we can double that for medical rescue.”
“Next on our agenda is the contract with National Science Foundation. They are very happy with our information services contract. The algorithms you provided have made us the number one search provider of the internet. The page rank system is working beautifully. Monitoring where the users search ends is providing even better data.
“It’s pushing our data storage capacity. We are looking at doubling current storage capacity by the end of the year, and tripling connectivity bandwidth.”
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I slid the report into the proper file just as he walked into the room. Dennis Butz stood there wearing his three-piece suit, looking as handsome and charming as any man could. But I was not to be tamed by his charm. "Hello, Linda," he said with a friendly grin. "Judge Herns isn't in today," I replied back in a frosty tone. "I'm not here to see her." "My plane leaves in less then an hour Dennis, what do you want?" I slammed the file drawer shut and walked past him to my desk...
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My buddy called up and wanted to see if Andrea and I wanted to go to the club tonight. I told him sure, and we would meet him there around 1000pm or so. Andrea loves to go to this particular club, as it has a large dance floor that is kind of dark, and they always play alternative music. I told Andrea to dress in something that will turn heads, and of course, she complied. She wore a tight black dress that clung to her C cup boobs nicely, and accentuated her ass to perfection. Andrea has a...
I went into the portal low and rolling, just like they do on the movies, I could see two large men walking towards a struggling Genius. The shotgun took their heads off. I then picked up two swords and looked around. There were seven of them left standing, one was holding his arm where Genius had managed to wound him before she had been captured, there was a tree holding her? "Ternus Magure" I said and the tree shrivelled up releasing her. "Obviatatus!" a man said and dark light began...
I awoke with a start. I was laying in a bed, naked, but bandaged across my left forearm where I had cut myself. The room was very dark, and I couldn’t see a clock. My whole body felt sore. I took a few big breaths to steady myself. It had been a very realistic dream, a composite of some very bad futures, and a lot of bragging. “Good, you’re awake.” The universe shifted, and I remembered. “What are you doing here Matt?” I asked. “I was in town meeting with the UN about getting UN passports...
This was what I didn't really want to do, but had to do it anyway! I had to return to Brenham to claim my land, the castle and people who lived in the nearby villages, but to thwart me was Hubert and his men, the ones who ancestors had taken the castle from its true lord, Lord Wilbert, who had been slain and his body given a short funeral before the priest was also killed. When I entered the land where Wilbert had been killed his shade tried to frighten me, but found it couldn't. I was...
After viewing the recording of Brenda's abduction I quickly ran to the portal that they had used, I pressed the activator and the destination icon, but nothing happened. "We've tried that as well, but it seems to be locked off." The Police Chief said shaking his head, "And if it had worked for you what would you do? You'd charge in and probably get killed in the process, and you just getting your wife back!" I had to stop! This was true, I was letting my feelings rule my actions! And...
“Wow, that was so much fun,” Candy said as she and Sami walked into Frank's Place hand in hand.“Oh, I know! I can’t remember when I’ve had more fun with sex,” Sami answered.The bar was fairly busy since it was Saturday night but they found two seats at the end of the bar and settled in. Carol, Sami’s coworker, walked up. “Hey girls, what can I get you?” she asked. “Nice markings, by the way, you two have been messing around, huh?”“Um, well yes, we have, as a matter of fact,” Candy...
ThreesomesThe leader of the riders, Lord Hubert, directed three of his men to attack me while he directed the others to carry on after Brenda. The leader of the three gave a wicked smile as he approached, and as I stood waiting a thought came to me. "Immobilie!" I said and stood back as their horses fell to the ground, their legs bound by padded rope throwing the men on the ground. One man was stuck underneath his horse and was screaming out because his leg was broken, but the two others got to...
From the journals of Brother Pieter My journey with Lord John has been varied, and not without the danger of attack. Witness our recent adventure in the world of the giants during which Lord John has vouchsafed to be his home world, although how this couldst be still remains a mystery to me. No sooner didst we arrive in the new land than a giantess grabbed both Genius and I, then we were then taken by this thing into a wooden house many sizes the cathedral at Yvens. From there we were...
Later that day John was having difficulty sleeping, he opened an eye to look at the clock, 3am shone brightly from the illuminated display. John's mind was awash with what had happened that day with Claire. It kept going round and round in his mind. John had found the experience quite mind blowing and was restless and a long way from being able to sleep. Knowing he needed to get to sleep soon, John figured there was only one way to relieve the pressure he was feeling inside.John allowed his...
Office SexJohn was dreaming, had to be dreaming. Sami’s breasts were in his face, one nipple in his mouth. She was riding him cowgirl style moving her hips back and forth on his raging hard on. “That’s it, Miss, just like that,” he moaned as she rode him hard. Then she started bucking up and down on his cock. “Oh fuck, I am going to cum,”Suddenly, he woke up. He was indeed cumming but it was into Sami’s mouth, not her pussy as he was dreaming. He looked down at her as she took every rope of cum he...
Straight SexThe car that was waiting for us was automated and had been pre-programmed to drive us to ''The Meeting Place''. Genius, Margaret and I agreed that we'd be better off running! I did try to urge it on, but was surprised to hear it say, "I'm sorry sir, but I can only obey the speed limit." It said I sighed; I didn't like back-seat drivers either. "I do know that, but a friend of mine is in danger and we need to get to her as quickly as possible." I said. There was a second of...
I called out as loud as I could, “Loretta, grab the dog, he’s got my shoe again!” I could see her go running after the stupid thing. I turned back to my son, “Isaac, you’re sixteen. You know the rule. Everybody on this Island works. If you don’t like your job, go down to the jobs board. There’s plenty of work to do.” “Dad they’ll just stick me on kelp harvesting again,” he whined. “If your girlfriend doesn’t like the smell of bacon then there’s something wrong with her,” I replied. He...
Authors note.This is a prequel to another story called (Beth, Simon and Robin too) in which a reference is made to Beth's past when she had an affair, it's an old/young story about her affair with her then boyfriends grandpa. It's a one off story about their first encounter. Beth's story.I'd seen that look hundreds of times before.From lots of different guy's, all types, from groups of youths on street corners to business men in suits driving flash cars. This was different. He was different.I...
Randi's Vacation Randi woke up to his alarm and quickly silenced it. A quick glance to his left confirmed the Denise was already up. She almost always got up before him preferring some extra time between getting ready for work and needing to walk out the door. He preferred to have enough time to get ready, eat and go. He walked to the bathroom which was right in the master bedroom. The condo they bought was a bit extravagant but provided plenty of room and they could afford it on...
Hum dono abhi bhi nange hi thay. Chalte chalte usne paad maari. Uski gaand mein abhi bhi haddi akti hui thi. Nadi kinare, jhadiyon ke bich usko bithaya. “Hug le saali madarchod. Kab se paad rahi jai bhosdiki.” Woh hugne lagi. Uski gaand se haddi nikal gayi. Uski garam moot ki dhaar mere pairo pe giri. “Saali maderjaat! Mere pairon pe mootegi. Saali raand muh khol,” main uske muh mein mootne laga. Lavda uske gale mein ghus kar mootne laga. Maine apni tange faila di aur wahi khade khade hugne...
At 15, John felt a bit different from the other guys at school. Now well into his sophomore year in high school, he expected to graduate at 17 and head off to college, but then something changed. Not really changing his graduation date or college, exactly, but something that would merely change his entire life. He met a girl. Not just any girl, but a 15-year-old 5 foot, 95-pound blond, blue-eyed girl. Cheerleader, of course, and entirely out of his league, at least he thought so. He was 5’...
I stepped through the portal and found that it was dark on the other side. Immediately a sword was placed against my throat and a voice hissed, "So what do we have here?" Immediately the armour deployed itself, the collar rising up between the blade of his sword and my skin, and it upset my captor so much that he jumped back. "By the Highest One! Witchcraft and Sorcery!" He said making the sign that I was now used to seeing. I turned to face the man; the visor was now showing his...
Vanakam friends, indru kathaiyil ilamaiyaana kathaliyai pirantha naal andru avaluku parisaaga sunni kanjai kodutha kathaiyai ungalidam pagirugiren. Enathu peyar Praveen vayathu 22 aagugirathu. Enaku oru kathali irukiraal aval vayathu 19 thaan aagugirathu aanalum intha vayatilum miga sexiyaaga irupaal. Naan muthal muthalil avalai chuditharil paarthen, aval palli padikum pozhuthu avaluku mulai perithaaga irukathathu pola irukum. Naan appozhuthu suma sight adipen, aanal enaku appozhuthu theriya...
ON GREG’S ISLAND Bob’s POV: When Greg came back with the lantern it was like the whole inside of the cave was sparkling and reflecting light. I knew something about diamonds from our diamond guy when we started cashing-in on our diamonds that we got from El Muerte last summer. We had several ‘raw’ diamonds so I sort of knew what they looked like. I also knew that some or most raw diamonds don’t really sparkle like you see cut diamonds do. Our guy told us that real raw diamonds were cubic...
I turned around as I realised that the men were missing, the only ones present were Brother Pieter, Margaret, Brenda and Genius — not to forget myself. Somehow we'd become separated from the others - although to be honest I wouldn't know what to do with them if push came to shove. "John? What happened?" Margaret asked me anxiously. I shook my head, "Dammed if I know Mags, Genius any idea?" "No Lord John, it's as if they've been blocked from arriving, I don't know anyone ... apart...
“How’s Kelly doing?” I asked as I sat down next to Jeryl. We had just finished filming footage for the show, nearly two months after the shooting at the autocross track. Matthew’s funeral had come and gone. The police had arrested the shooter and were holding him without bail. The DA assured us the conviction was a foregone conclusion, given the fact the incident had been caught on no less than six cameras. “She’s the same,” Alison said from her seat at the other end of the couch. She still...
Mera naam Rudra hai. Ek number ka harami aur besharam. Mera dimaag mere lavde mein hai, jo saala har waqt chudai ke liye uchalte rehta hai. Kasarati badan jo ghanto tak lavde ka saath deta hai. Waise toh bachpan se hi kaafi chudai ki hai. Lekin yeh wali sabse achi wali, ya yeh kahu ki sab se gandi wali hai. Main tab 30 saal ka tha. Shaadi hui nahi thi. Ghar mein rehta hi nahi tha. Naukri hi aisi thi ke sheher-sheher gaon-gaon bhatakna padta tha. Peshe se ek civil engineer, jiski degree paiso se...
I stepped through the portal to find that Forester was waiting for me, and he was shaking his head as I appeared. "I see you failed then, did you find them all dead?" He asked. I held up a finger in a 'wait a moment' signal, and then the first of the people started to appear. "Come on in, there are shelters nearby." I said as I looked at a surprised Forester. "I have to admit that I didn't think you'd do it!" Forester said, and then his expression went from surprise to one of...
Andrea Standing (part 2 of Andrea's Stand) A note at the beginning. One of the problems with writing a serial story is that the author feels a need to recap what happened in the prior portions. Please go back and read part 1, "Andrew Running". It will make this a better story. Briefly Andrew at 19, abused by his father, runs away to a distant relative, Aunt Clara. Andrew goes along with a joke played by Clara's lover Marnie, and ends up as Andrea working in Marnie's luxury used car...
Author's note: There are three parts to this story, but it is not a three-part story. It is instead the same story told from four different perspectives. This one is from Linda and John's. Eric's story has already been submitted and Faith's will shortly follow. This is a continuation of MAU: The Slayer series. It can be read on its own without reading earlier issues, but it is ideal if you have read the whole series. Thanks for reading. MAU: Perspectives of a Slayer's Tale-Linda &...
Flashback - 11 months earlier (Author's notes - the intro takes place 'right after' Andersonville 6) There were fifteen men and women crowded into the small conference area. As Colonel Myers surveyed the room, he noticed most of them, the programmers anyway, were about half his age. Barry shook his head; he was getting old. His goal was to make general before he retired, and the Andersonville project had seemed like the best way to increase his chances. The problem was, he had...
There was a 70 year old grandma that moved in right next to my apartment, I was 18 at the time and my grandpa was 74. I lived with my grandpa at the time. The old grandma would come to talk to my grandpa each day, she would keep teasing him, she would flirt with him, she tried to seduce him. My grandpa ignored her at first but then he started flirting with her after a couple days. I once came out of my apartment only to see her sucking his dick outside on the porch while he was touching her...
This story is about a beautiful hot Brazilian women Fernanda also known as Peituda Safada.She is working at strip-club Rota96 in Curitiba BrazilFernanda (Peituda Safada) her true storyOver time I had long chats with Fernanda and became to know her very well, she also told me a lot about her daily/nightly activities at the club in Curitiba.So what follows gives a detailed description of her hot live, I got permission from Fernanda to post it all here, she is proud in her work and likes that I...
This week’s show begins with that same old rusty bedstead, and that same old dirty mattress. Pausing to take in the magnificent filthiness of it, then pulling back to reveal the bare concrete floor around it, and to take in the harsh lighting. And then we hear our guest of the week approaching, quick little footsteps ... Light clicks on the studio floor. We pan round to see what we’ve got this week and see a slight, pale, small-boobed lady walking in quick, short strides ... She’s not is a...
The hallway led to the next of the five houses. Inside the door, Joseph found a divided space. Mostly what he saw resembled a garage with a hydraulic lift and various car parts and a large red rolling tool chest and larger tools hanging along the right wall and narrow tanks with torch attachments. Beyond the space created by a glass dividing wall quartering the space on the left side of the garage sat a massive desk surrounding a chair on three sides with several compartments filled with...
It was the end of a very long, day at school. I put up with nerve wracking Students all day long. Just wanted to get home and take a nap before I had to go play Base Ball. My sister had told me earlier that morning that she didn’t need me to Drive her home, so I was looking forward to the quiet ride home. On my way to the parking lot, my sister’s friend, Candy, a sexy cheerleader with a tight ass, and a nice set of breasts, and great legs asked me for a ride home. Despite how tired I was, I...
With Clancy's word still echoing I stepped back into 'The Meeting Place' to find a tented village had sprung up, the people were the men that I had left recovering following the spell when Gerald and the wizard had attacked. A voice spoke to me, "Oh John, I tried to follow you but couldn't, that blasted portal wouldn't let me pass!" It was Margaret which explained why she wasn't with me while I was home. A man dressed in a white uniform spoke up, "It's a failsafe part of the...
Once up a time there lived a pirate by the name of Long John Thomas. A bloodthirsty fiend who terrorised the kingdom of Albion, he sailed the seven seas on his trusty galleon the Randy Badger. Any man who dared to take to the sea would find themselves on the end of his sword and any woman who dared to take to the sea would find herself on the end of his cock. This is the story of how Long John Thomas humped the oldest daughter of the King of England. Princess Beatrice was not a fan of traveling...
ExhibitionismHe watched them as they sat sipping their colorful drinks and flirting with male guests and hotel employees alike at the Garden Cloud Lounge. They were undoubtedly four sisters, all in their late twenties and thirties, and attractive. They were obviously American, and they laughed as they tried what little Spanish they knew on the young waiters. He had seen groups like this many times. Their often affluent husbands allowed them to have "Girl's Time Off" now and then. It worked out on both...
First of all very big thanks to ISS. I have never expected such a overwhelming response for my previous from the readers. I thought girls, ladies and men reading the stories from this sites just for time pass, no I m wrong there really people who need help are also reading irrespective of age and gender. Great work from ISS and it really helps to express the sexual view, desires and solve problems. In my previous story I had mentioned that I am open to give sexual suggestions for the people who...
Catherine and Alexander by: Bruce Leach Although the children never knew it times had been rough in the castle. Their father, the Duke of Beaufort, had in recent days made a number of unfortunate alliances that put not only his fortune but his entire properties and even his own life in jeopardy. In these days after the king's death the wrong friends could mean accusations of treachery and the Duke had made all the wrong friends. Things looked bleak until he had an...
Andrea On Her Own (Part 3 of Andrea's Stand) A Note Before: If you have not read parts 1 and 2, please go back and do so. I have spent some time trying to develop the characters involved and a brief description of the plot so far will not help you much. Chapter 1: Needing More I leaned back in my chair and stretched. It had been a long hour and a half finishing the homework from my calc. class. As I stretched I felt the sweater pressing against the breast forms and glanced...
This introduction story is based on true events. All the characters mentioned are above the age of 18. For personal reasons, the names of the characters have been changed. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The writer does not believe in any kind of discrimination or disrespect towards women. The story has been written for sexual satisfaction and should be held in the same regard. “Aah!” Nandini moaned as my thick member entered her...
IncestThis introduction story is based on true events. All the characters mentioned are above the age of 18. For personal reasons, the names of the characters have been changed. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The writer does not believe in any kind of discrimination or disrespect towards women. The story has been written for sexual satisfaction and should be held in the same regard. “Aah!” Nandini moaned as my thick member entered her...
IncestI emerged into a world of metal! That was my first impression, and then a cage seemed to form around me. There was a high-pitched noise that, to me, sounded like an old-fashion modem. "I'm receiving data from the unit in front of us." The armour said "I've been informed that the cage around us is designed to retain the atmosphere from our home world. As they do not know how to open the doorway back, they will transfer us to the holding area where air and pressure will be maintained."...
We arrived to find a battle-zone had been created in the town; the park was a mess of craters. Immediately Al deployed himself around me and began displaying the immediate surroundings. There were several blips showing on the screen which were of injured soldiers. I ran to the nearest seeing Margaret going to another injured man 'Revitar' I said hearing Margaret saying 'Revitar' as well, the man I was working on began coughing and then he looked around, "What ... what happened?" He...
Little Johnny was in the chemist with his grandad who was getting some medication for himself. He told Johnny that it’s going to take about ten minutes to fill out and he was not to tough anything but only look around. The ten year old Johnny found something in the shop that he knew all about and thought he would have some fun with the old man by trying to embarrass him. “Grandad, quick come here.” “What Johnny what?” asked grandad. Johnny pointed to a shelf and asked, “what are they...
Sant Ghoshal-Anand Goswami ‘pahunche huye’ siddh purush ya mahatma hn.Sundar Van ke ghane jungle me Aadiwasi basti se sata unka ‘Slddhashram’ h.swami ji vese to Raam Bhakti ki rasik shakha Sakhi Sampraday ke bhakt hn lekin vo Shiv Bhagvan ke nagn rup ke upasak bhi hn.Isi liye unke Ashram me ghuste hi ek sundar Shiva Ling sthaapit milta h. kaha jata h ki yeh ”Swaymbhu Lingam” h, arthat iska nirman kisi kaarigar ne nahin kiya, ye to uska apne aap bana prakritik rup h.ye nitya ling h. Swami ji ke...
Mandy's sickest stories - Mandy reloadedAuthor: SickoChickMandyAuthor's email: mandydarkfantasies [at] gmail [dot] comTags: F/f, torture, snuff, feet, nc, cannibalismProofread by EmmaPNote, that English is not my native language, so my writing will surely have many grammatical and syntax errors just as improper usage of expressions. I can only hope someone will still find it exciting. Be aware, this is graphic, brutal and extreme. I read it after writing and scared of myself.DisclaimerThis...
"Damn!"John Watson, popular young college professor, groaned as an errant ribbon of cum arched over the safety net of toilet tissue in his lap and landed directly on the mouth of a big-breasted Penthouse magazine model whose picture had been the focus of his fantasy. More and more of late, John found himself stroking his own cock in attempt to satiate his horniness. His almost perpetual state of arousal was taking a toll on his mental health.It started with the daily parade of lithe young...
Jingle bells! Jingle bells! Jingle all the way! The sound of the holiday song hit Gunther's ears like an ice drift on the open sea. He tried to open his booze-laden eyes to see who was making the racket and saw it was the blasted elves again. Those holiday-enthused cretins were so full of Christmas spirit that they made a nuisance at this time of year as far back as he could remember. He wanted to shout out for them to cease and desist before he made them into little pieces of elves all...