Greetings Reader. Please allow me to entroduce myself,I was once Nathan Ryan, a wealthy businessman and owner of a small enterprise. Here on this world though, my name is Thalios Elric and I am a Rarius -warrior- here on the world of GOR.
What is GOR you ask? GOR is the tenth planet in our solar system. It revolves around your sun on the exact orbit as planet Earth, but it rests exactly opposite so that the sun is always between us. That is how GOR got the name of "Counter-Earth".
Confused? Perhaps if I tell you my story, you will come to know the world I have come to love so much....
~*~ The Dream ~*~
I stirred in my sleep, tossing and turning on the bed, the sheets being pushed to the bottom of the bed, exposing my nakid sweat covered body. Quickly I sat up, my breathing hurried and my heart racing, I woke from the same reoccuring dream. I've been having this dream for what had become months now, and it still frightened me. But something about it also thrilled me to the point of excitement.
I could never remember all of the dream, only that I was not in my lavish appartment like I was now. The buildings were not squarsh like here, they were more like cylinders. I was dressed not in a suit, white shirt, and tie, but in leather armor, with black breeches that had diagonal slits up the side. And in the dream instead of weilding the all mighty pen as I do in my office, I weilded a short sword. Dispite the shock of all of these differences, the thing that had me most entranced was that in the dream the women I saw were not respectable equals as in these United States, but instead were nothing more then lowly slaves. And though I couldnt understand it, the whole idea thrilled me.
I wiped the sweat from my brow, and looked at the alarm clock on the headboard of my bed. The red lights formed the time of four am, another hour and my alarm would go off. Groaning, I fell back onto my cold damp bed, my sweat having almost saturated the sheets, and thought more on the dream. 'I have to tell someone' I thought as I lay there, but who could I tell? Quickly my mind choose my colleague, Miss Jessica York.
I had what some would call a crush on Miss York for a few months now but every time I went to ask her to dinner something would come up. A few days ago, much to my surprise, Jessica asked me to meet her at her favoite resturant for lunch. She said that she wanted to talk with me about something that was troubling her, but didnt say much else. I agreed to meet her at six that evening. My God that was over twelve hours away! The meeting I had in the morning suddenly became welcoming to me as that would pass some of the time til I met Jessica...
~*~ The Meeting ~*~
The morning seemed to drag out for an eternity. Each time I would look at the clock, though it seemed like a hour passed in reality it was only mere minutes. My mind was not in my work, and after trying for an hour to concentrate, I finally asked my secretary to hold my calls.
I held the cup of coffee in my hand and looked out over the city through my window on the twenty-first floor on the highrise. The view was breathtaking, but my mind wandered and I started to wonder what the view would look like had the buildings been like the ones from my dream. I stood there thinking, until me secretary buzzed me.
"Yes?"
"It's time for your first meeting Mr. Ryan." Came the voice over the intercom.
"Thank you, Jane." I said as I grabbed my papperwork and my briefcase.
The meetings, much to my delight, went very quickly, dispite the fact they both lasted three hours. I did my presentation to the members, then sat back while others brought forth their ideas. At one point I was watching one of the sales people, Mrs. Smith, she was in her late twenties and very attractive. She had blonde hair and stunning blue eyes. The more I looked at her though, the more my thoughts drifted to imagining her nude and with a collar on her throat like the slaves in my dream were. Realizing at one point that she was staring back at me, I tried to look away, but found myself drawn back to my "barbaric" thoughts.
I thanked God when the meeting was over and raced through the building, taking the stairs instead of the elevator, and hurried to the parking lot to get my car. Quickly I drove to the resturant, I was to meet Jessica at six o'clock and its was a quarter til. The valet took my keys as I pulled up and after adjusting my jacket slightly, I walked in. The matorde {sp?} asked for my name and reservation, and after I gave it, he informed me that Jessica was already here and took my jacket. Eargerly, I walked to the table and was stunned when I saw Jessica.
What is GOR you ask? GOR is the tenth planet in our solar system. It revolves around your sun on the exact orbit as planet Earth, but it rests exactly opposite so that the sun is always between us. That is how GOR got the name of "Counter-Earth".
Confused? Perhaps if I tell you my story, you will come to know the world I have come to love so much....
~*~ The Dream ~*~
I stirred in my sleep, tossing and turning on the bed, the sheets being pushed to the bottom of the bed, exposing my nakid sweat covered body. Quickly I sat up, my breathing hurried and my heart racing, I woke from the same reoccuring dream. I've been having this dream for what had become months now, and it still frightened me. But something about it also thrilled me to the point of excitement.
I could never remember all of the dream, only that I was not in my lavish appartment like I was now. The buildings were not squarsh like here, they were more like cylinders. I was dressed not in a suit, white shirt, and tie, but in leather armor, with black breeches that had diagonal slits up the side. And in the dream instead of weilding the all mighty pen as I do in my office, I weilded a short sword. Dispite the shock of all of these differences, the thing that had me most entranced was that in the dream the women I saw were not respectable equals as in these United States, but instead were nothing more then lowly slaves. And though I couldnt understand it, the whole idea thrilled me.
I wiped the sweat from my brow, and looked at the alarm clock on the headboard of my bed. The red lights formed the time of four am, another hour and my alarm would go off. Groaning, I fell back onto my cold damp bed, my sweat having almost saturated the sheets, and thought more on the dream. 'I have to tell someone' I thought as I lay there, but who could I tell? Quickly my mind choose my colleague, Miss Jessica York.
I had what some would call a crush on Miss York for a few months now but every time I went to ask her to dinner something would come up. A few days ago, much to my surprise, Jessica asked me to meet her at her favoite resturant for lunch. She said that she wanted to talk with me about something that was troubling her, but didnt say much else. I agreed to meet her at six that evening. My God that was over twelve hours away! The meeting I had in the morning suddenly became welcoming to me as that would pass some of the time til I met Jessica...
~*~ The Meeting ~*~
The morning seemed to drag out for an eternity. Each time I would look at the clock, though it seemed like a hour passed in reality it was only mere minutes. My mind was not in my work, and after trying for an hour to concentrate, I finally asked my secretary to hold my calls.
I held the cup of coffee in my hand and looked out over the city through my window on the twenty-first floor on the highrise. The view was breathtaking, but my mind wandered and I started to wonder what the view would look like had the buildings been like the ones from my dream. I stood there thinking, until me secretary buzzed me.
"Yes?"
"It's time for your first meeting Mr. Ryan." Came the voice over the intercom.
"Thank you, Jane." I said as I grabbed my papperwork and my briefcase.
The meetings, much to my delight, went very quickly, dispite the fact they both lasted three hours. I did my presentation to the members, then sat back while others brought forth their ideas. At one point I was watching one of the sales people, Mrs. Smith, she was in her late twenties and very attractive. She had blonde hair and stunning blue eyes. The more I looked at her though, the more my thoughts drifted to imagining her nude and with a collar on her throat like the slaves in my dream were. Realizing at one point that she was staring back at me, I tried to look away, but found myself drawn back to my "barbaric" thoughts.
I thanked God when the meeting was over and raced through the building, taking the stairs instead of the elevator, and hurried to the parking lot to get my car. Quickly I drove to the resturant, I was to meet Jessica at six o'clock and its was a quarter til. The valet took my keys as I pulled up and after adjusting my jacket slightly, I walked in. The matorde {sp?} asked for my name and reservation, and after I gave it, he informed me that Jessica was already here and took my jacket. Eargerly, I walked to the table and was stunned when I saw Jessica.
- itll start with Nathan and Jessica talking at dinner about Nathan's dream. Then someway they will end up on the planet of Gor and their lives will change drastically.
