Hello, my name is Teresa and I would like to share a little fantasy with you. Most of it is true, the rest is imagination. I’ll leave it to you to decide which is which; I know that’s my preference when I’m reading stories such as this one.

It had been six months since my wife died. I had been devastated, at her loss, but life must go on. I finally started to circulate and go to some community events. The church I attended had a picnic and I was lonely so I went. The entire event was rather boring and I walked around looking at the various booths. Then I saw the young boy who owned the house next to me. We had chatted a few times and he had told me that his parents had been killed in a plane crash last year and he now owned the house and lived there alone. Bobby was playing gin rummy at the card booth and I stopped and watched the game. He happened to look up and see me and his face turned into a great big smile. I sat and watched until he was done.

Sweetie

by Sean Obyrne

Finally the day has come. Here I sit at the airport waiting for his plane. The

long wait is almost over. We met in a chat room and after months of correspondence

David wondered if his choice was...to become what Mona had become....

Some light is cast onto the general background, but not enough to provide real illumination. And, alas, none appears at the end of the tunnel for David.

Indeed it is generally a rather dark episode; with nothing in it to provide comfort for those who enjoy a happy ending. Although I suppose such depends on your point of view and where your sympathies lie. With the Foundation or with David?

Convergence

By Tyrone Slothrop

With respect to Twilight Zone, Groundhog Day and Memento

Chapter 1: Zero Point

Gene knew he was going to lose it all. No amount of cramming or prayer would get him past the Math Final. He thought that Finals were aptly named. It would be the end of him.

“Eight years,” I thought as I left Jennifer’s office. “Eight. Years. Eight. Fucking. Years. And she pulls this shit. Who the fuck did she think she was? If I wanted this, I would have gone to a dominatrix. It would’ve cost me a hell of a lot less, and I wouldn’t have wasted all those lunch hours.”

Well, my first adventure as a girl was off to a flying start. My family was gone for the night, I was all dolled up, I got lots of whistles and looks, and to top it off, a cute cop picked me up, flirted with me and dropped me off at the movies. This was my wildest dream come true!

Walk On The Street

By Tyrone Slothrop- an Angelverse story

The women of New York want their men, and they will get what they want...

Chapter 1: Internal Affairs

By Dreams Betrayed
Allentown Team — Slothtrop's “I Can See For Miles”

A Men In Black Dresses Adventure
by
Valentina Michelle Smith

Series Originator Note: Tina writes with passion and skill and we found a similar interest in the concept of victims who won’t be victims. In many ways, Diana Hunter was one of the inspirations for Angel and Angel and I are very pleased that they got to meet.

Someday, the MIBD may call on you. Be ready.

Tyrone Slothrop

Part 2- I Can See For Miles

Fourth Story in the Angelverse

By Tyrone Slothrop

The story winds to it's conclusion

Chapter 14: To The Mattresses: High Sierras, Northern California- September

The Ballad of Tiffany Renee

Chapter 1

I have always loved pretty things, for as far back as I can
remember. Silky, soft clothing on a woman looks so
beautiful, and feels so good. Even as a child, I loved the