Massachusetts State Trooper Pierre Guillot walked through the halls of the Massachusetts State Police Academy. The New Braintree facility was teeming with students. Young men and women who wanted to become police officers. He smiled, remembering his days at the Academy. He lived in the school dorms for five days a week and only went home on the weekends. He...
John was gay and he paid the price of living with his secret with loneliness. As if it was yesterday, he remembered all the lovers that he had. He had a lot of lovers and he wondered where some of them were now, Bob, Rick, George, and Tom. If only he knew then what he knew now, he would have latched on to one of them so that he wouldn't be so alone and so sa...
Not for the first time I didn't like the gleam in Leon's eye or the lilt in his voice when he told me I had an assignment. He was much too pleased with himself when he handed me the envelope containing the address and the gate key. We'd been getting along better than usual lately—or had been up to the time he seemed to think that meant I was warming to him a...
Chapter 1: Team Tryouts The week passed quickly after Luke had dropped the postcard, his unofficial application to what was called the "Himbro House." A quick Google of "himbro" brought up nearly nothing, so he shrugged it off. He figured it was simply some kind of old Greek or dead language that had fallen out of academic fashion. The classes came and went...
Jake´s Point of View This was torture. My name is Jake Moss, I was an 18 year old football player and High School Senior, and I was standing in a forest in the middle of the night a few feet away from the party the football team was throwing to celebrate we had won the last game of the season. The party was epic, it was around a bonfire, there was music and...
"Can you teach me?" Kyle had asked quietly in earnest. I didn't answer him the first time, or even the second. Eventually I managed to laugh and tell him no, but the question haunted me for a few days. It wasn't that I couldn't, I certainly knew enough and had enough experience to teach him what he wanted to know. For that matter, it wasn't even that I didn...
We sat around the dining table like a klatch of eclectic, existentialist wannabes. I laughed to myself as I looked from one to the other. Isadora sat at the head of the table. She changed from earlier, and tonight she was dressed in a rainbow assortment of veils-- 50 possibly, or maybe 200-- she was an elephantine woman after all. To my right was Hec, dres...
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Part Two! Thank you all for your feedback on the Part One! You are all great and I appreciate your diligence through the slow start. So, as promised, the next instalment is here! Please enjoy! Xx ***** Movie Night Jacks: 2005 I let Raymond ahead of me to pick our seats. He heads straight for the back of the theater, which I appreciate. Just when I think...
Mark was the picturesque example of a family man. Good father of two teens, a hardworking provider and faithful husband of 22 years. He never cheated on his wife once although he had his opportunities. Although he was a handsome man and in great physical shape for a 41-year-old, he never once went behind his wife's back although he had been propositioned a c...