I have a mind control gift. At least, I think it's a gift. Originally I thought it was a curse. The mind control is very limited in target and duration but it does have some long-term effects. Also, I'm not really in control. In fact, no one is in control. So is it mind control? Confused? I'll try and explain.
A story in a universe that is virtually Earth-normal but...
What do a canceled talk, an ice-cream cone, and an odd noise have to do with a widowed mom or with Kris' boyfriend? This story came to me when I read the teaser for another SOL story. As I usually do, I took the idea and ran with it in a perpendicular direction.
A story about two south-Asian families settled in America. They are close friends and next-door neighbors. A moment of weakness between two people spirals into a tempest, ensnaring all in its turbulent wake. The story involves incest and straight and bisexual sex between consenting adults.
3 Aug 24 Mother had been drinking wine and was in a flirty mood. My name is Manuel, and I work as a day labor all day. Most days I’m so beat, I just shower and off to bed. Like I said, mom was in a mood. Usually, she doesn’t even realize I’m home. I showered and was on my way to bed when mom called me to her room. She was on her bed in a night dress, her thighs spread. The material of her night dress framed her pussy in a sexual way.
It's 2068. Nineteen years since the second American civil war, the Cabal crisis, and the ensuing global anarchy that broke the United States into hundreds of autonomous micro states and ended the world as we knew it. A new generation are coming of age in the Chareen Hills. These are the lucky ones. Their tolerably comfortable, insular lives, in a nice part of the shattered ruins of the American empire, are about to get a whole lot more interesting.