This is a future history of England over the Twenty-First Century and into the next. It is a multi-threaded narrative that travels from place-to-place, succeeds from year-to-year, and passes from one person to another. England's green and pleasant land is visited by famine, plague, war and pestilence. Governments come and go. The ocean levels inexorably rise. International relations worsen. And the English people stumble through the chaos as best they can. Who said there was No Future?
It might have been different, it might not have happened, if just one of the countless events since the Big Bang had occurred sooner, or later, or here instead of there, or even not at all. But the day arrived and the one who walked might have taken another route; having taken that route, he might have looked down as he passed. But he did not go another way, looked up instead of down, and was instantly lost, as he was lost. [This and Quest, the very best of me.]
Sixteen-year-old Claire Temmet has had enough of her mother's drunken episodes. She decides to run away from home and camp rough for a while in the country. But a fateful encounter leads to a night of fear and passion she will remember for the rest of her life.
WRITTEN BY MICHAEL: Newlyweds go on their honeymoon to Mexico and everything goes fine until they run into a military roadblock manned by a group of young mean looking Mexican soldiers.
I had my first orgy last May, there was six of us and I was the only bottom/vers guy there. My arse took a pounding to say the least. I wrote about it in depth on my blog. Today I was working on my stories archive and I found something I had written two years (to the week) before my first orgy. It was is a work of fantasy and involves twelve guys. My first orgy was amazing but this fantasy of mine is something I would love to fulfill one day.... soon.