Author Archives: Michael Hissom

Part Three Six weeks had passed since Patty found out that Cindy was an EnGen, six weeks since Patty had found out what an EnGen was. Cindy had proven to be a handful, she was incapable of reading, or at … Continue reading →

Part two The next few days revealed some startling things about Cindy and maybe even Patty. Cindy seemed to have an almost pathological oral fixation, Patty’s body was soon covered with tiny red suction marks left by Cindy. Patty’s nipples … Continue reading →

Patty’s Story, part one… Patty was pacing the room, tonight had been a very special night. Her Master had brought her a present, a wondrous present. Patty didn’t understand why Master had decided she needed such a gift. But the … Continue reading →

The Party The Party was fairly regular at first, my own software projected my green Hulk image reasonably well into the artificial universe created by the newbie who was giving this little hoe down. I must be one of the … Continue reading →

Winston and the pickup truck Winston was a dog, not just any dog, Winston was a mighty dog and he knew it! Winston was very territorial, his yard was his! Rather small for a basset hound he had two accomplices … Continue reading →

New story… First contact… Sarah watched the video screen as the rover Odin crawled across the surface of the planet Asgard. It was easy to think the video was in real time, but the reality was that the newly discovered … Continue reading →

Ride like the wind! This song reminds me of taking a long trip on a big V4 motorcycle, V-Max, it stands up on it’s center stand chrome sparkling in the street lights, it has a physical presence almost deadly, it … Continue reading →

FIRST CONTACT! The year 2020 had been a wild roller coaster of a year; world wide nuclear war had just barely been averted as political and religious violence came to a head in a land that had seen millennia of … Continue reading →

Ah politics… fun fun fun ‘til Daddy takes the T-Bird away, the polarization of America is getting out of hand. Everyone can buy a gun? State religion? No taxes? Unbridled Capitalism? Socialism? Libertarianism? Communism? Extremism! Oh My! Continue reading →

The Bassets, oblivious to anything that didn’t have an interesting smell, kept their noses to the ground, stopping every few feet to signal any dogs that might come by that they had been there. Continue reading →