Part Eleven by Iona Laing.

Chapter Thirty-one.

Dawn and Diana – Our New Life – Part 4

By Kathi Jo Daniels

Chapter Seven: Thanksgiving
Thursday, November 25, 2004

Diana and I woke up early, showered, and dressed. Diana chose a pink surplice floral dress and loafers. I put on slacks, a long-sleeved shirt, and loafers.

I retrieved the daily paper, started the coffee pot, and began fixing brunch. I sliced the leftover bread from last night to make French Toast, bacon, and eggs.

The new day allowed Melissa to gather her thoughts, and over a caffeine-laden breakfast, her normal decaf blend was in the recycling… she began to plan her revenge in detail. Uppermost on her mind was protecting her children.

Dawn and Diana – Our New Life – Part 2

By Kathi Jo Daniels

Chapter Three: Renewing An Old Relationship
Thursday, November 11, 2004

We repeated our morning ritual of lustful sex and showering together. I put on a bra, panties, and a red poppy festival dress, with loafers. Fixed breakfast, read the paper, and lounged.

Diana was excited to drive her new Escape to a 10 AM hair appointment. Late morning, Diana sent a text: “Please prepare dinner for 4. Details later.”

I responded: “Message received.”

Chapter Thee – History Repeats Itself

Sarah's defilement at the hands of the four lechers continues as she recalls the traumatic incident in her youth that led her being who she is today and explains how she came to be in the predicament she is currently in.

Resort Fling
A Vignette
By Maryanne Peters

Him

Elizabeth’s Quarters:
Elizabeth wakes up and feels herself being held. She could feel something soft being pressed against her back. It took her mind a few seconds to realize who was in bed with her. Her mouth had a weird taste, a taste she had never tasted before.

She was wet between her legs and hoped she wasn’t going back to how she was when she came to the vineyard. She manages to turn around in the arms to face who is holding her. A smile forms on her face as she realizes it is Carol.

Dawn and Diana – Our New Life – Part 1

By Kathi Jo Daniels

The Saga Continues
This is the fourth episode of the saga that began with Dan Becomes Dawn. Dawn Visits Kansas soon followed, with the third segment being Dawn and Diana Move to Denver.

Chapter One: Developing A Normal Life
Tuesday, October 26, 2004

The crunch of tires on gravel announced Elena's arrival twenty minutes later. Her Subaru Outback, mud-spattered from recent fieldwork, pulled into the lot with the practiced ease of someone who spent more time on remote forest roads than highways. Her headlights swept across the gathered group before cutting off, leaving them in the glow of Alex's modified exterior lighting.

Part Eight by Iona Laing.

Chapter Twenty-two.

Chapter Nineteen.

Hazel's fingers danced across holographic interfaces, cycling through various local online channels. Her search pattern was methodical, filtering through social media, local news feeds, and obscure internet forums. The displays - what she would have once called cyberpunk back when such technology seemed extraordinary, but now were simply her standard work environment - shifted with each query, breaking apart and reassembling data streams in complex geometric patterns.

Back aboard the sprawling command chamber of the Queen’s Rage, I found myself immersed in a sea of applications from Earth’s most brilliant scientists. The air thrummed with the weight of decision-making, each dossier representing a potential torchbearer for our adventure into the uncharted realms beyond their homeworld. This was not just a selection process; it was a defining moment that would shape the future of human exploration.

The lecture hall buzzed with the low hum of students typing on laptops, punctuated by the professor's droning voice explaining object-oriented programming principles. Nathan sat rigidly in his seat, his enhanced senses picking up every tiny sound and movement around him. The once-familiar concepts now seemed trivial, almost laughably simple compared to the complex systems he'd interfaced with during his time away.

Dawn Visits Kansas – Part 2

By Kathi Jo Daniels

Chapter Five: Monday
Monday, September 27, 2004

Part 1: County Clerk

On Monday morning, we got up together, showered, shaved, applied makeup, and dressed. I chose a white A-line dress with elbow sleeves, blue chest pockets, shoulders, and belt, and white sandals. Diana chose a multicolored swinging mini-dress.

Epilogue

“Hello Alison.”

What was it with plump women and oversized glasses? She looked even more like a baby owl than ever, albeit a very large one.

“Do I know you?” she asked.

“Carrie Leach.”

“Oh fuck!”

“Relax. I’m only here to talk.”

“Yeah, that’s all you did last time and see where that got us.”

“I guess.”

“How come you don’t look like, you know, her?”

Dawn Visits Kansas – Part 1

By Kathi Jo Daniels

Prologue:
This is the continuation of the saga: Dan Becomes Dawn.

Chapter One: Preparation
Monday, September 20, 2004

Practice was over. Gregory picked up a towel to wipe some sweat from his face.

Thomas was about to towel off when a text arrived. “Son, I’ve got an emergency. Can you get a ride home?”

“No problem. Be careful out there.”

“I always am.”

When Thomas arrived at the scene, Joe approached with a grin on his face. “I can’t wait to hear why you are showing up to a crime scene looking like your wife.”

“I’ll tell you later. What’s the fuss?”

A Grumpy Old Man’s Tale 64 Looking to the Future

Then after sniffer her armpits for ‘boomerang smells’ standing up on a crowded bus she goes into her selling routine for Ariel Platinum with the odour removing power of Febreze and its built in stain removers. I think that’s what the blue bit and the red bit are supposed to be. The advertisement then closes with the selling routine just like the other one. Then right at the end a voice over comes on both of them saying ‘Always keep away from children.’ I’m a teacher and a mum. I don’t need telling to keep away from children. I just wish it were possible.

Dan Becomes Dawn – Part 3

By Kathi Jo Daniels

Chapter Fifteen: Back to Denver
Friday, September 17, 2004

I rose Friday morning, showered, shaved, put on a bra and panties, and applied makeup. I selected my navy-blue floral V-neck dress and white sandals.

Another week successfully completed; in a few hours, I can head home and enjoy some peace and quiet in my little corner of the desert. Well, hopefully for at least two days. Of course, then the grind starts all over again: five days of my job and the commute that goes along with it. My little corner of the desert is quite a ways from our offices, requiring a daily commute of almost fifty miles.

Chapter Four.

Meanwhile. In Granaria several convoys were despatched to different areas of the country, with the largest and most modern actively pursuing the object that was being brought gently to the ground by its two parachutes.