***** Oscar's P.O.V ***** When I was alone in the room I sighed that Zak was gone. I raised a hand a clenched my fist, allowing my power to flow into my clenched fist. My hand glowed a white light that filled the room. At the moment I needed to let off some steam, I needed to do something active. I needed to run, I needed to fight, I needed to use my powe...
Chapter 35: Next Method "Nnnnhhhhh..." Merrick groaned in pain as he huddled in the corner of the cell. The lights are blazing bight upon him, with the white walls reflecting the blaring light of the electric bulbs above him. "It's so hot..." He muttered quietly as he cringed slightly. His fair skin has a slightly red tint from a whole week of being under t...
Back where I come from a misdemeanor can get you to jail if it's repeated for three times in a row. I was stupid enough to commit the same petty offence three times and I had to stay three months in prison. Those were the worst three months of my whole life... In the beginning I could not believe I had been imprisoned. What was I doing with all these crimin...
Air travel nowadays is a crapshoot. The worst aggravation can happen when you least expect it. That day when I flew back to the Dallas/Fort Worth airport after a short business trip, planning to catch a connection back to my home in Austin, I had no idea how screwed up things were going to get. It was the end of May. We had taken off from St. Louis late on...
My fuck-buddy Rob has always been fascinated to hear about my time in prison. I told him early on in our hook-ups that life inside hadn't actually been that interesting – that it was mostly mind-splittingly dull and that the sex, such as it was, was brief and infrequent – but he keeps asking about it as if he thinks I'm holding back on telling him all the ju...
It was late - later than I'd meant to be out. I checked my watch, knowing I'd get the lecture of a lifetime when I got home. Why shouldn't I? It was ten o'clock on a school night, and I was still an hour from home. The bus should have been here by now. I'd been waiting here for half an hour already. If my parents had gotten me a cell phone, I'd've been a...
This story series is based on real life experiences with names and some incidents changed for the sake of confidentiality. ***** Doug Ellis would have been a heavily built man even if he'd never been engaged in manual work and then, later, obsessively into the gym. Not more than five feet eleven when his generations were suddenly outgrowing their predeces...
There hadn't been much of a firefight at all. The Hondurans hadn't really expected any of our Sandinista bands to strike across the Rio Coco Segovia, the river marking the Nicaragua-Honduras border, so they hadn't really seriously established a defense of the Gringo mining engineer team at the project in Brus Laguna. The Hondurans apparently hadn't bothered...
"I caught Mark cheating on me again. That bastard!" "Wow...sorry sis. What are you going to do?" asked Frank. "I don't know. I need to teach him a lesson." "Why don't you just break up with him," Jerry wondered. "Oh I'm going to break up with him alright. But before I do...I'm going to get him back. This is the third time I've caught him." "What you...
I'd had enough of these repeated sexual assaults; being used like this. The next day, I packed my car and headed for home. No more than three miles beyond the campus gate, though, I heard a police siren and was pulled over to the side of the road. I sat in the car, wondering what I had done wrong, as a policeman strutted around and took a look at both licen...