Non-Erotic - Page 13

This is not my work. It is the work of a very talented author: Michael K. Smith. This particular piece under this introduction is important in setting the scene for the really juicy stuff, but this one contains no sex

Chapter Eight YAVARA I had seen Elena naked hundreds of times. During our early teens I’d been horribly envious of her woman’s form, and I often admired it. I remember how she used to blush when she caught me staring, but she never attempted to hide herself

I'm a 33 year old man from Finland, living a more or less normal life. I could describe myself with the following words: Intelligent, Adaptive, Cautious, Well-mannered, Introvert Sadist. Of course, the last one is a quality that I wouldn't mention in a casual conversation

Jack had just walked out of the bridge and was on his way to his cabin to look at the bow when, the captain called over the ship intercom for jack to come back to the bridge as he would want to see this

The first week went smoothly. They worked together on their assignments during lunch and then over the com system. By the end of the week Cynthia had to explain to her parents that she need to spend more time working in person

"I was afraid that this might happen, Mother. With three separate identities within me, it is somewhat difficult removing all of you at once." Sam told the pale, tall, naked female still reclining inside the capsule, machine. "I..

Sam accelerated away from the station, gaining as much speed as he could. Finally, feeling he was far enough away he opened a wormhole. ‘Damnit, I hope that I gave her enough for her to survive this trip,’ Sam thought, placing his head closer to her chest

I looked into the mirror and saw the eyes of a dying man. I was 24 years old, a young man now ascending to his prime and I was going to die. Why, you may ask am I going to die, well it is called HIV precursor to the AIDS virus and the reason why my life as I knew it was over

Tiana woke up early on the morning of her 16th birthday. She felt tingly and nervous, knowing she was going to meet Jaresen today

This story stands– more or less– on its own but might make more sense if you have read the previous chapters. This final chapter again gets a little intense as Marcella is forced to face whether or not she is a true pain slut

Non-Erotic means THERE IS NO SEX IN THIS CHAPTER! Chairman Jake Hedron and his Empath wife were at the city hospital. “How soon will he be awake?” Jake asked the doctor in the emergency room

Patches of snow flecked the dirt road in rural France as a squad of German soldiers rode by on motorcycles. A land mine exploded, destroying the first motorcycle, and killing the rider. The other motorcycles crashed. Their riders tried to shoot at unseen enemies

He sat at his window watching the quiet street. She would be by any minute. He watched her every day; twice a day, once in the morning and again in the afternoon. He did not know where she came from or where she went each day. She didn’t look up at him, she just walked by

Eldon wakes up to find that Areth’s sacrifice has made him impervious to death, but not pain. Still hurt by what he sees as Gloria’s betrayal, he must fight past his anger if he is to escape the burning White House

Another few days passed, putting Cait’s Chariot about a quarter of the way along the projected route through the affectionately named dead zone