"What we've got here is something like an old pirate movie. There's a nice, fat Spanish galleon and an escort cruiser there. If we tangle with the cruiser, she'll fight – or run – or both – and we'll have trouble on our hands. Somebody will get hurt, or worse. The galleon is a different story. She can't fight and she can't run. All she can do is heave to, let us have what we want, and hope we keep her for a prize and not scuttle her." Only this pair were women, not ships...
This is a fantasy idea that I've been working on. A dead boxer's body is chosen to be used by an alien life force composed of pure white energy. Something goes wrong, and the boxer and the alien wind up dependant on each other.
Hi, my name is Tom Brostwin. My family consists of me and my 20 year old daughter Heather. We've moved to a new neighborhood where I help neighbors to save their marriages with a more relaxed view of sex. They open up their marriages to friends and their college age children.
A boy leaves home and joins the Navy, because he is in love with his mother. He returns a man to find his mother and little sister are in love with him. They become the perfect family.