Part I Talk about your bad luck. My department was sending someone to the West Coast for a week-long training course. I put my name in, thinking it'd be cool to see Silicon Valley, or maybe even San Francisco, but once I was told I was accepted for the program I was told I'd be taking it in Sacramento. Nothing against it, of course -- but it's a deadly dull...
James sat in the corner of his cell, aching, tired, scared, and let the darkness envelope him. They had left him alone for an hour, not enough to really rest, but at least he was no longer being hurt. At random moments, his muscles would twitch and spasm. The cold in the room didn't help matters either. The bastards had Alec down the hall, doing who knew wha...
Dear Figaro, Sorry about the late reply, I have been so busy lately, hope you have been well. It feels really odd to be writing letters rather than emails but I guess you're not getting much access to computers given your current situation. I still feel terrible about what happened the last time we met, I will try my best to get up to see you soon. I will l...
Does everybody have somebody they've met that for whatever reason they just don't' get along with? There's nothing you can pin down exactly. It's not even really spoken. You just know they don't like you. That's how it felt with Ken. I met him through my wife's circle of friends that she had made in the town we moved to. Ken was married to Sue and she and...
1) "Ok Mate, see you at central at 2" I quickly entered into my phone and sent the message. It probably be later than 2, because I was never on time as I always missed the train or the train was late. More than likely the train would be late as it was a match day. Danny had got tickets for a Welsh international in the Millennium Stadium. When he had said he...
Thanks to Ricky for editing. Hope you enjoy. ***** We drive over to Alex's the next morning, drop off his truck and grab his hockey gear. Alex drives his own truck but I go with Callen. I sit in the back wearing a goofy ear-to-ear grin, asking him questions. I am talking his ear off about anything that comes to mind. We idle in Alex's driveway while he goe...
* This story has slightly incestuous scenes.* *** Autumn had just about arrived. We had had our first cold snap and now it was Indian summer, hot days with cool nights. Willy, Tate, Cleo and Harp were all working for the Sheriff now while juggling classes at the college. We had electricity and hot running water and the boys were talking about having an el...
Over the Christmas holiday, my fiance, Stacy, and I joined her parents for two weeks in Puerto Vallarta, Mexico. The warm but mostly overcast sky was a welcome break from the snow back at home. Half of the clothes we brought remained in our suitcases and not once did we wear socks. My sandals with the tire tread soles held up quite well but my girlfriend's l...
WARNING: This story takes place in the '80s. It contains elements of prostitution, recreational drug use, violence, both consensual and non, and a flagrant disregard for safer sex practices. If any of those things are going to offend you, you might consider skipping this one. 500 Miles was posted in three long parts. Rain Falls is posted in seven short ch...
I came home from work one day and noticed that the answering service on my phone was blinking. Wondering who it could be I pressed the play button. "You have one new message." I played back a male voice that sounded vaguely familiar though I had not heard it for a few years. "Hello Matthew," he said, "it's Chris Sampson. I have not seen you in a while. Ple...