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RPG Girl, Chapter 4 “I know exactly where to take you,” said Stacy, towing Kitty behind her toward the curb. In truth, she was thinking more about where SHE wanted to go, now that she had Jerry’s credit card. She wasn’t going to splurge, she told herself, but Jerry owed her at least something. And anyway it would also be fun to doll Kitty up. She was a knock-out now; just wait til she had some ...
RPG Girl, Chapter 6 By Jay Manus It was Friday night, and I decided it was high time to take Kitty out for dinner and a movie. She was excited to go, and I was excited to take her. This was something that normal boyfriends and girlfriends did with each other and we really hadn't been able to do normal stuff yet. To be fair, things HAD settled down somewhat in the week Kitty had been in my world ...
RPG Girl, Chapter 7 by Jay Manus It was Stacy’s idea to go camping the following weekend. She knew of an “awesome island” off the coast of Maryland where very few people would be around. She said you could pitch a tent on the beach and watch the sunrise. Harley immediately looked it up on his laptop and was overjoyed to find that there was a part of it where ATVs were permitted. I looked over ...
S is for Samantra The old two-story mansion was nestled discreetly in a forest that tried it’s best to swallow it. Wrapping it with vines, covering it with leaves and branches to the point where the old plantation home would be easily missed unless you literally bumped into it. Climbing Plants, and mould crept up the surfaces of the old home, and the main floor windows were all boarded up. The ...
Special Weapons Research Base “Convoy, halt! All mechfighters, suit up. Do not deploy until I give the word. Commander out.” Behind the wheel of the Expedition’s lead vehicle, Lieutenant Wendy DeKalb transferred her foot from accelerator to brake, bringing the massive armored van to a stop. To her immediate right, Sergeant Amy DiCaprio shifted uneasily in her seat as she gazed through the ...
Special Weapons Research Base CRA AVSec (California Republican Army, Antelope Valley Sector) The base buzzed with fevered activity. Commander Barbara Wallace scanned status reports on the holographic display that floated several inches above her granite-topped desk. The text and images cast flickers of color and shadow across her face as they slid to the left with each casual wave of her index ...
Route 223, 60 kilometers southeast of Bakersfield The Expedition headed for home. Sergeant Amy DiCaprio hunched over the steering wheel of the lead van. Her fatigues hung a bit loose on her curvaceous body, as she had run out of backups to replace the outfit that had been recently torn off by a pair of lust-crazed superwomen. She had to nab something from Supply that was not properly suited to ...
Author's Note: This story continues where Perimeter Patrol left off. If you have not read that one yet, please do so first. Underground cavern, several miles from Special Weapons Research Base Lieutenant Wendy DeKalb lay within her tight cocoon and thought about peanut brittle. She had not gotten any since that day in the old base a month ago. The really good stuff in the white box was nearly ...
Special Weapons Research Base, Main Courtyard, morning Picture a funnel. The wide part is the main courtyard of Special Weapons Research Base. Steadily narrowing as it approaches the base’s main gate, this vast open area is covered in a sea of heavily armored vehicles, jammed together front-to-rear in long lines that are slowly but steadily merging as they make their way toward … The neck of the ...
A galaxy spanned the midnight sky. Flaming balls of light beyond count cast their glow across light years of nothingness. An infinitesimal sliver of that ancient light mixed with the brighter light from the full moon to bathe the desert floor just north of Special Weapons Research Base. It dimly illuminated the naked bodies of two mighty muscle goddesses in repose. Lieutenant Wendy DeKalb and ...