Part three of Erin and Kate's story: The third and final part of the story for these two characters. I appreciate it's been a fairly long wait for this but I'd like to thank you all for your patience. My only hopes are that you enjoy this final part...and of course, that I've done Erin and Kate justice. Reading part one (Nine Months...) probably isn't a...
It was nearly nine o'clock. By now she should have been getting a shower, and then picking a dress for a night out on the town. But recently she hadn't had the time. Her lecturers at Nottingham university had really started to crack down on the students. Now all she had time for was her dissertation and her boyfriend James. And both were driving her up the...
They showered together, dressed together (eventually), made out some more. It was noon before they sat in the kitchen with fresh, hot mugs of tea and warm toast coated in honey. "So, what got into you?" Kate asked Siobhan. "We've got this new part time tutor running this workshop on acting technique," Siobhan said taking a bite from her toast. Kate watche...
Nine Months, One Week, Six Days and Roughly 18 Hours Chapter One: A Strange Request: "There's my favourite secretary!" Comes the loud Canadian twang of my boss from the other side of the desk. "You are aware I'm your only secretary?" I reply without looking up. "I am yeah... but I know the other secretaries...and you are by far my favourite." I can tell...
Oh My God, I cannot believe my luck escaping from my mother and her endless parties and boyfriends that seem to haunt our house during the Christmas holidays. Kate had been my greatest friend since we commenced as boarders at a Catholic Girls College in the city. Although I lived a matter of kilometers from the school my dear mother decided it would be easie...
1. "Where's the wine opener?" Lucy called from her small kitchen. A bottle of cheap wine, the big one-liter kind, sat unopened on the false granite counter. Kate looked up and stared into space. She did this when she was concentrating on something. Lucy always thought it was funny--she looked the most like a Dumb Blonde when she was thinking the hardest....
"Come on Jane! You're going to miss the show!" "Um, I can't come tonight. I have a report to finish." "That's what you said last weekend! Now cut the crap and come on!" "I'm really sorry Kate. But I really can't." That was the usual talk on weekends between Jane, and her only friend Kate. Jane had always been a lonely and shy girl, and three years of col...
It was early summer time around 3 weeks after I had moved to the city on a work placement year, when my roommates decided to show me around the clubs and bars. Claire and Kate always went out. I would hear them giggling at 3am with some new guy who had walked them home along the long city streets after a night on the town. We had only met recently; Kate had...
The first biker bar she saw did not register as anything but a bunch of motorcycles parked around a seedy looking bar. Then she saw many tough looking females standing around and noticed there were no males. The biker males stayed away from the place after a few encounters with the vicious females but sometimes an unsuspecting male or two would wander in and...
Kate decided that she needed time to think; her college was two minutes walk away and she knew it would be deserted on a Saturday afternoon. She composed herself as she walked briskly through the shops and across the small park in front of the college. She had her key to open the side door that led to the computer room on the second floor; as expected the...