Chapter One Wally - 2004 Wallace Reginald Cooper Smith took his wallet out of his pocket and looked inside. It contained his college ID, an expired New York State driver's license and three one dollar bills. Closing the wallet he returned it to his back pocket and sighed deeply. There was nothing that he could buy for three dollars that would fill the ache...
CHAPTER 1 Matthew Makepeace laid his final brick of the day and, in his usual meticulous fashion, pointed off the excess mortar from the course he had just finished. When Matthew had finished a piece of work, there was never any need to go back and point the joints as he always left everything perfect. Matthew was, as you must now have gathered, a brick- l...
Adrenaline fueled me back to Raleigh. It was daunting to realize that everything I had worked for all my life was suddenly slipping through my fingers. It wasn't just the job I was afraid of losing. I loved my work and there wasn't a day that I regretted what I did. I was a proud American that loved serving my country. I think what was troubling me most was...
Jacket Lost It was the first time I'd worn the jacket and I'd lost it. I had other jackets, but when I'd gone out the day before, I'd decided this one would be best to wear, and I was right. The temperature in Paris was changing, and there was a great variation between late morning and mid afternoon. It was too nice out to want to go to indoor cafés. The Pa...
"C'mon up," the voice boomed. 'C'mon down!' I muse, 'Sounds like the announcer on that game show.' Ivan? Michael? Hard to tell who on the intercom sometimes. The familiar click of the door lock opening. 'Okay,' I tell myself, 'here goes.' 'That's what I said the very first time I came over,' I am remembering. And that bit about the game show.' 'We...
Author's notes: Picture Rusty: Gay. 5' 11", medium build, toned, slightly hairy. Dark hair, handsome. roughly 33 years old. Picture Scott: Straight. 6' 2", husky build, toned. slighty more hairy than Rusty. Brown hair, handsome. A few months older than Rusty. Picture Cooper: Gay. 5' 8", stocky build, well muscled, well toned. some hair on chest, dark tre...
"Gordon Electric," said Melanie, picking up the ringing phone. "Okay. Let me write down the address. Yeah. Okay. They'll be there between nine and ten tomorrow morning." Melanie hung up the phone and came into my office with a sheet off a pad. She handed it to me." "They need the whole house rewired," she said. I told them you'd be there between nine and te...
Cooper drove to the auto repair shop where Scott worked. He parked his car and a handsome young man wearing mechanic overalls while wiping his greasy hands on a rag walked out to meet him. "I'm looking for Scott Barber, is he around?" Cooper asked. "Yeah, follow me," the mechanic said. While Cooper followed, he checked out the young man's ass. Once inside...
I kept coming into consciousness randomly and in the middle of activities over the next few days. It was really trippy because I could see what I was doing but I couldn't really control it. Everything was in slow motion, my mind was detached. The first time I awoke, I was getting a shot in the arm by a man I recognized as Ali's father, a doctor as Ali had...
Pain. Hot. Blinding. Horrid pain. There was heat and wetness. But all I knew was pain. Over and over the waves of agony swelled inside me. I opened my eyes but could barely see the twisted mound of metal that was once my car. Panic rose inside me. I looked as far as my head would pivot, but I saw little but blurriness. Sharp needles screamed inside my head w...