Hello.
I guess I am following the recent trend of long time lurker, first time poster that has been popular lately. Anyway, I have always enjoyed ASFR fiction and came up with my own little stories over the years. This is my first attempt at fictional writing, so any comments would be appreciated. I have finished chapters 1 and 2, and I am willing to taper the next chapters depending on what people post here that they would like to see. So let me know what you think, and what you would like to develop.
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“So, through the use of cleverly disguised metaphors,” Prof. Andrews spoke while wandering between the desks of his class, “Tolkien managed to express a great many social messages in his works that were woven into the deep mythology he created.” Daniel’s literature professor was one of his favorites, and always managed to excite him on a level that he didn’t get from most of his core courses here at Stetson Polytechnic Institute. Most of the school is full of narrow minded students who only cared about their one chosen field. Some are computer nerds, programming nerds, chemistry nerds, or many other variety of dedicated nerd. Daniel choose to classify himself as more of a broad based “nerd of all trades,” with a little sci-fi knowledge, some literature, a good dose of history, and of course a strong foundation of science and engineering.
Daniel never minded being a nerd, because he didn’t see it as a derogatory term, but just a common way of describing those associated with technology. Almost everyone at SPI was a nerd and proud of it, and most students found comfort in their mutual above average intellect and below average social skills. The only exception, as of late, was a new crowd of recruited athletes that appeared this fall. Daniel was in the first semester of his senior year, and these new students came as a bit of a surprise from what he was used to. They didn’t seem to really understand or appreciate their courses, and he wondered how a DivIII school could recruit quality athletes anyway since they couldn’t offer athletic scholarships or any sort of payout. One of this new group that attracted his attention was a stunning blonde girl named Jennifer. Her golden hair was always neatly set, and fell in waves over her tanned skin. She wore simple but attractive clothes that showed off her petite but athletic figure. Her eyes were icy pools of……
“Mr. Woodward, Mr. Woodward!” Prof. Andrews lightly clunked his copy of The Return of the King against the back of Daniel’s head. “Oh, oh yes professor?” Daniel stammered; embarrassed that he was caught not paying attention. “Mr. Woodward, good to have you back from your reverie. Now can you give us an example of how Tolkien used metaphor in his writings?”
“Yes Prof. Andrews. A good example is Tolkien’s use of the fast breeding and mass produced orcs that attempted to destroy the world of mankind, which can be viewed as a metaphor for the factory workers of the early 20th century that could be easily trained to mass produce goods. The workers, in effect, destroyed the world of the skilled craftsman of the 19th century, which are represented by the nations of mankind in his novels.”
“Good analysis, Mr. Andrews,” the professor stopped and checked his watch, “Well it appears we are out of time for this week. Please be sure to watch Return of the King before next class and keep a look out for more themes like we have been discussing. You can find the video on the campus media server. See you on Monday, and have a good weekend.”
Daniel breathed a sigh of relief as he folded his computer back into his jacket pocket. Another week of classes done, and only 5 more weeks to go before Thanksgiving break. As he got ready to leave, his mind quickly went over what needed to be done this weekend, and in his semi-distracted state, he almost ran right into Jennifer. “Hi Daniel,” she said with a perky voice and beaming smile, “I’m Jennifer.”
“Hello Jennifer. Is there something I can do for you?” Daniel stammered.
“Yes. You seem to know quite a bit about what Prof. Andrews is teaching. Do you think you could help me? I am having some trouble understanding and with the midterm next week I want to be on top of my game,” she responded with the same perky, cheerful nature.
“Sure,” Daniel said with some surprise, “I would love to help you out. What time works well for you?”
“I have soccer practice until 5pm, but after that I am free,” she chirped enthusiastically.
“Ok, come by my dorm room, Howard212, after you are done and we can watch the movie and go over key concepts,” Daniel said.
“OK. I will come by at 5:15.” with that, Jennifer said goodbye and walked out of the classroom, leaving Daniel in a state of semi shock. How did this happen? Why did one of the most attractive girls he knew want him to tutor her? One thing is for sure, never again would he let his sister tease him for reading fantasy novels.
Daniel rushed right back to his dorm room, and began cleaning as fast as he could. He and his roommate Ed were quite used to the chaotic mess of their shared 15’x15’ living space, but he sure didn’t want to show it off to Jennifer. After about 20 minutes, Daniel had worked himself up a sweat and was surprised to see Ed opening the door, and carrying a large dusty object. Ed said he found it in the basement of one of the electrical engineering labs covered in papers from the 1960’s. To Daniel it looked like a large copper coil that might have come out of Dr. Frankenstein’s lab. “So what the Hell does it do?” Daniel asked.
“Well, I think it generates some sort of electric field. Not sure though,” Ed responded, “but it seems to plug into a standard 110 outlet. Should be fun to play with later.”
“Whatever Ed, just wipe it off and put it out of the way. I have someone coming over later and I don’t want the place looking like a garage sale,” Daniel huffed as he tried to stuff some books under the couch. Ed roughly wiped the coil off with an old t-shirt, and placed it on a shelf behind the couch.
“Just make sure you don’t break it Dan, I might need it for my design project.” Ed said as he grabbed a duffel bag and shot Daniel a smile, “I am heading home to see the lady and when I get back on Monday I want to hear all the juicy details. Good luck.”
Ed closed the door and Daniel continued cleaning, almost without noticing anyone had left. “Only an hour and a half left,” Daniel thought to himself, “and I still have to shower. Gotta hurry up. Boxer shorts! How the hell did boxer shorts get inside the fridge? Oh well, I will figure that out later.”
To be continued….
Daniel never minded being a nerd, because he didn’t see it as a derogatory term, but just a common way of describing those associated with technology. Almost everyone at SPI was a nerd and proud of it, and most students found comfort in their mutual above average intellect and below average social skills. The only exception, as of late, was a new crowd of recruited athletes that appeared this fall. Daniel was in the first semester of his senior year, and these new students came as a bit of a surprise from what he was used to. They didn’t seem to really understand or appreciate their courses, and he wondered how a DivIII school could recruit quality athletes anyway since they couldn’t offer athletic scholarships or any sort of payout. One of this new group that attracted his attention was a stunning blonde girl named Jennifer. Her golden hair was always neatly set, and fell in waves over her tanned skin. She wore simple but attractive clothes that showed off her petite but athletic figure. Her eyes were icy pools of……
“Mr. Woodward, Mr. Woodward!” Prof. Andrews lightly clunked his copy of The Return of the King against the back of Daniel’s head. “Oh, oh yes professor?” Daniel stammered; embarrassed that he was caught not paying attention. “Mr. Woodward, good to have you back from your reverie. Now can you give us an example of how Tolkien used metaphor in his writings?”
“Yes Prof. Andrews. A good example is Tolkien’s use of the fast breeding and mass produced orcs that attempted to destroy the world of mankind, which can be viewed as a metaphor for the factory workers of the early 20th century that could be easily trained to mass produce goods. The workers, in effect, destroyed the world of the skilled craftsman of the 19th century, which are represented by the nations of mankind in his novels.”
“Good analysis, Mr. Andrews,” the professor stopped and checked his watch, “Well it appears we are out of time for this week. Please be sure to watch Return of the King before next class and keep a look out for more themes like we have been discussing. You can find the video on the campus media server. See you on Monday, and have a good weekend.”
Daniel breathed a sigh of relief as he folded his computer back into his jacket pocket. Another week of classes done, and only 5 more weeks to go before Thanksgiving break. As he got ready to leave, his mind quickly went over what needed to be done this weekend, and in his semi-distracted state, he almost ran right into Jennifer. “Hi Daniel,” she said with a perky voice and beaming smile, “I’m Jennifer.”
“Hello Jennifer. Is there something I can do for you?” Daniel stammered.
“Yes. You seem to know quite a bit about what Prof. Andrews is teaching. Do you think you could help me? I am having some trouble understanding and with the midterm next week I want to be on top of my game,” she responded with the same perky, cheerful nature.
“Sure,” Daniel said with some surprise, “I would love to help you out. What time works well for you?”
“I have soccer practice until 5pm, but after that I am free,” she chirped enthusiastically.
“Ok, come by my dorm room, Howard212, after you are done and we can watch the movie and go over key concepts,” Daniel said.
“OK. I will come by at 5:15.” with that, Jennifer said goodbye and walked out of the classroom, leaving Daniel in a state of semi shock. How did this happen? Why did one of the most attractive girls he knew want him to tutor her? One thing is for sure, never again would he let his sister tease him for reading fantasy novels.
Daniel rushed right back to his dorm room, and began cleaning as fast as he could. He and his roommate Ed were quite used to the chaotic mess of their shared 15’x15’ living space, but he sure didn’t want to show it off to Jennifer. After about 20 minutes, Daniel had worked himself up a sweat and was surprised to see Ed opening the door, and carrying a large dusty object. Ed said he found it in the basement of one of the electrical engineering labs covered in papers from the 1960’s. To Daniel it looked like a large copper coil that might have come out of Dr. Frankenstein’s lab. “So what the Hell does it do?” Daniel asked.
“Well, I think it generates some sort of electric field. Not sure though,” Ed responded, “but it seems to plug into a standard 110 outlet. Should be fun to play with later.”
“Whatever Ed, just wipe it off and put it out of the way. I have someone coming over later and I don’t want the place looking like a garage sale,” Daniel huffed as he tried to stuff some books under the couch. Ed roughly wiped the coil off with an old t-shirt, and placed it on a shelf behind the couch.
“Just make sure you don’t break it Dan, I might need it for my design project.” Ed said as he grabbed a duffel bag and shot Daniel a smile, “I am heading home to see the lady and when I get back on Monday I want to hear all the juicy details. Good luck.”
Ed closed the door and Daniel continued cleaning, almost without noticing anyone had left. “Only an hour and a half left,” Daniel thought to himself, “and I still have to shower. Gotta hurry up. Boxer shorts! How the hell did boxer shorts get inside the fridge? Oh well, I will figure that out later.”
To be continued….
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