Have you ever felt like you knew exactly what someone was going to say or do in a certain situation? Like you say, 'hi' to a woman just knowing she's going to ignore you, yet you do it anyway and sure enough, she ignores you. Then the time you don't bother saying, 'hi' and wonder if this could have been the time when you're proven wrong and they might have actually stopped and talked to you? I know how that feels but with a twist. Karma loves me - like a dysfunctional family.
The future is not good for humans. A fungal/plant hybrid has taken over, covering much of the planet, choking life from it. What humans remain are used in its reproduction or are fighting against it. The question is: who will win the war?
A rewrite of the very first erotica story I had made many, many years ago. I hope you all enjoy. It's about a 19 year old college girl who agrees to basically be an anal plaything for a very old college professor.
Short story written for Frank Downey's Christmas fest. A man who is alone on Christmas Eve makes a wish. You will have to read to see how it is granted.