Alan C. McDonald: Stories

She serviced clients in New York hotels. It was a living. And the Englishman seemed no different than any other Sad Sack who wanted to pay her for sex. But he had plans for her, and before long she was engaged in a contest for power which she couldn't afford to lose.

On a space station millions of miles from earth, Alyssa Col is experiencing a life which is not her own. It's an exciting life, and an erotic life, but slowly it's driving her mad. And in a community populated by alien beings with their own agendas, can she be entirely certain that it's safe?

Fear of flying overcome by in-flight entertainment.

They need each other, perhaps. But one of them wants something more than the other is prepared to give. A horror story, with a twist in the tail.

In the beginning, there was Bert and Kylie. Yes, before those other two. But Bert and Kylie didn't quite cut the mustard. Particularly Bert, who thought Kylie was quite attractive, but didn't know exactly what to do with her. So he came up with a different idea...

Man, woman. Woman, man. What's the difference? In this odd story, not the usual one.

Sometimes redemption comes through realisation; sometimes it comes from a selfless act. In an idyllic setting which may or may not exist, a selfish man meets a very selfless woman.

First day on the job, so to speak, for a young lady at a Northern massage parlour, and the backstory of how she got the job in the first place.

She loved him. She owned him. And then she died. And then she came back. It was a little confusing. But at least the sex was good.

A client visits a prostitute in a seedy Manchester brothel. And thousands of years in the past, the fate of a group of alien travellers hinges on the outcome of this unusual encounter.