no sex - Stories

In response to Prompt#320:

First line: “This tastes like shit!”

Stanley and Addison have a discussion over Addison’s latest cooking experiment.

Aboard a deep-space explorer vessel, a strict lieutenant and a playful chief engineer navigate the pressures of active duty through a secret romance. To melt his partner's rigid professionalism, the engineer uses his hyper-precise cybernetic touch to drive the lieutenant into a helpless state of ticklish surrender—turning a breathless, playful ritual into a deep anchor at the edge of the galaxy.

While working late to meet a strict deadline, accountant Arthur is accidentally teleported onto a commercial airplane by a time-traveling capybara. Using his golf umbrella and the creature's malfunctioning sci-fi collar, Arthur must quickly fix the quantum glitch to jump back to his office and finish his spreadsheet on time

A hopefully humorous look at places a golfball may wind up that wouldn’t be fun for the golfballs.

Once again we visit with Stanley and Addison. Addison appears to be as bad at golf as he was with duct tape.

A musically based story where a young guitar player takes over for a deceased member of a popular group and is guided by his ghost.

Every town has a history. Every town has stories that have been handed down through the ages . . . stories that tell of people or events that may, or may not, be real. Thompsonville is no different. In fact, this town probably has more than most. Here’s another one of them!

Today, with modern treatment and prevention, we often forget about AIDS and the toll it took upon the gay community. At the end of a long trip, Robert's final stopover is Minneapolis. There, he encounters a friend of a friend who had fallen to AIDS twenty-five years earlier. This is a sad story, and was difficult to write, and I've kept it on the back burner for over a year. Dedicated to a close friend who passed thirty-two years ago on his favorite holiday, Halloween.

This story completes a trilogy, following "A Class Reunion" and "Love, In the Ashes of Time."

They say that those who don't remember the past are condemned to repeat it. With that in mind, what would lead Martin Niemoller to write a version for today?

The Time To Escape Might Be Before It Begins

If you are a victim of or have experienced relationship violence, or content related to these themes bother you as a reader, please do not read this content.

When the words become destructive...