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Vietnam June 1970: The War There were now over 475,000 USA personnel in South Vietnam supporting a massive war effort. The number had peaked at almost 550,000 in April of 1969. But then President Nixon had started a slow un-declared withdrawal. The public mood had turned sharply against the war. In spite this change in public sentiment towards the war, it had expanded and then expanded some more. But now a change was happening. Government debt and the political elite’s leadership spirits were...

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RANCHER S WIFE CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FOUR: Communication pretty much ended at that point. His hand moved to my breast and fondled it as he sought out my mouth with his. As our cheeks touched in our passion, I felt the prickling of his whiskers, which became distinct within days if he didn’t shave, and it was another part of him that yelled rugged and manly. But, like now, the person inside was sometimes different, softer, and yielding. The seeming contradiction experienced simultaneously was in itself tremendously...

THE HUNT CHAPTER 4 MY CHOICE

CHAPTER 4: MY CHOICEThe next morning I am awakened by Wolf. But this is different, this is the morning after my successful survival of The Hunt. And not just any Hunt, the first ever Hunt when the hunted has survived the full three days and nights. The concept of The Hunt is very specific, but I wonder if any of the leaders who established the criteria, rules, and rewards had any anticipation that someone might actually evade capture all three days. Was the outcome even defined for this...

Teacher Becomes Lover

"That's me going, Jake, I'll see you later, 'kay?" "Sure, I'll talk to you tonight if I don't see you later." I wave goodbye with little enthusiasm to my best friend Adam. He left me in a weird spot, he knows I hate being left alone with teachers, and that's just at normal school times, now we're at supported study, and he packs up without telling me and basically rushes out the door. Well, fuck him, I won't be talking to him tonight. Acting as though it made a difference I thought to myself,...

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The Curse of the Three Headed God Part One

The Curse of the Three Headed God (part one)The Lady Carelia picked her way through the bustle of the market with care, lifting the hem of her long magenta robe to avoid the inevitable detritus littering the dusty cobbles and flagstones of the market quarter abutting the dockyards of the city. Beyond the roofs of the taverns and canopies of the market stalls she could see the tall masts of the sailing ships and the funnels of the steamers; ships from every quarter of the globe that unloaded...

B5 Chapter 9 Two New Milkers Jordan s First

Chapter 9: Two New Milkers - Jordan's First MilkingAfter everyone had filed out of the main auditorium, when Jeanne and Barocca had left, Jordan found herself without a set agenda, and without any specific instructions. She knew that very soon, she'd be called upon for all sorts of things for the good of the Island, but for the moment, no one was here to tell her anything. Everyone else had a place to be, and things to do. After she had lunch in the cafeteria, Jordan wandered though the...

B5 Chapter 1 Revelations

Chapter 1: RevelationsIt was now Tuesday, two days after the Main Event on the Island had taken place. Two days since everything had hit the fan, and the fate of the Island would depend on the outcome of the conflict between Barocca's group and Tiffany's group. Dee Dee and Ebony had both received an e-mail from the labs that they had sent the samples of Ebony's blood to. Dee Dee printed out a hard copy of the test results, and settled in a chair read through it. "Well, I guess it's time for...

My Client

My Client Chapter 1 - Making a Living Chapter 2 - The Contract Chapter 3 - The Beach House Chapter 4 - The first time Chapter 5 - A walk on the beach Chapter 6 - The Wall Chapter 7 - Inspection Chapter 8 - The bitch Chapter 9 - The monthly inspections Chapter 10 - My cell Chapter 11 - Lynn and Tamaria Chapter 12 - The next year Chapter 13 - Taking control Chapter 14 - The game's over Warning - not for reading by minors. Story deals with hypnosis and strong...

Chatting with Nostrumo

Chat Night Guest: Nostrumo On Saturday September 25, 1999 1PM PST Edited by Anne-Mal Nostrumo helps as an editor of TG stories. You can e-Mail Nostrumo at: [email protected] We start as Anne-Mal is late again... (Nostrumo) Hi! (Sir_Lee) Hi, it seems I got here first again. Where's our moderator? (Nostrumo) I don't know, but I think she will arrive soon. (I hope!) (Sir_Lee) By the way, Nostrumo, a thing that I have been curious for a while, is your name meant...

So This Nation Shall Not Perish expanded

The Sins Of The Fathers In the shadow of The World Trade Centre I wrote a short story, something unusual for me and though I was reasonably happy with it, I wanted to say more. So I started on a second and then a third. They still don't say all that I want them to, but the individual stories I am happy with (sort of). This though is an exercise in what if? The question, which is the basis of all that claims to be Science Fiction. It may deal with a sensitive subject but I have no...

Pretty Little Thing

Pretty Little Thing By Lynn LeFey "What the HELL are these?" Angela asks me. I blink. I don't have an answer. At least, not one she would want to hear. She holds up a pair of pink panties. I can see the look on her face. I know what she's thinking. She thinks I'm cheating on her. Nothing could be farther from the truth. They're mine, of course, and I don't know how to tell her that the man she loves has a... feminine side. "I don't know. I guess they...

Studio of Dreams

The following story may be copied for private reading, but not sold or distributed without permission from the author. All characters and situations are fictional. ----- From the celestial morass of dust and gas the harmony of the heavens are spun. In the singular mind of science design where all hands of creation are one. But eyes as mine savor a more earthly wine and wonder if so singular a song is sung. Might a ravens shrill cupids bow or poets quill be the harmony...

The Bachelor Party

DEDICATION This small story is at once a dedication to, and an indictment of, the bachelor party that my youngest son roped me into organizing and funding. I honestly think young men expect their fathers to provide a wild last hurrah, complete with babes and free flowing booze. As a responsible parent, I did help to make it quite a memorable night, but alas, not as wild as he might have envisioned. The Bachelor Party By Ashley ...

My Best Friend s Sister Part 4

Yet again I was forced to wake up into a life that wasn't mine. Well, who knows, maybe it was my life now, but it sure as hell didn't feel like it. I didn't want to face another day of school. I would undoubtedly get questioned again about my supposed cheating. Besides that, I still had to worry about Jack, a school bully, who didn't seem to care for me much and had issued a threat that I'd better "have something" today. Clothing options were just as annoying as ever. The jeans I'd...

Who am I

The secret to a happy life lies in learning to live your life awake to what you want and need ... It is easy to live your life for others; everybody does. You first have to live your life for yourself Personal Identity. Who Am I? An account of personal identity should allow for the possibility of anticiPamion and memory, i.e., of individual psychological connections between different person stages. It should also allow us to justify...

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