by Phillip Johnson Chapter Fifty Three Faith didn't reply to the e-mail until Friday, but it was good news. "Buck and Anita, the house is available. Just give me the date of arrival and a best guess on how long you will be with us. Maybe dinner at Ethel's one night? You've missed the Saturday celebrations so be sure to catch at least one weekend with us...
My name is Annjanette. I'm 27 years old, a college graduate, have a decent job, live on my own, and have friends who like me. But as my Dad often said to me when I was younger (and even just a few weeks ago), "Annjanette, sometimes you're not the sharpest tool in the shed." In all self-honesty, I know he's right - at least sometimes, as he says. Case in poi...
I program computers for a living, probably one of the least exciting jobs in the universe, but more pleasant than a lot of others. I have a small office in a building that specializes in letting out space to small businesses. The only reason I have the office is for meeting clients. Oh yeah, and the T1 Internet connection, that helps a lot too. Across the h...
After for what felt like hours the class finally ended and everyone had to leave. I wanted to run out of that place as soon as possible but Professor Sands insisted that I stand at the doorway and say farewell to each student individually. She believes that establishing closeness would make me feel more comfortable being naked around them. Spoiler alert: IT...
Angelica wondered if she’d gone too far as she came out of the piercing parlor. After all, her husband Warren had only asked her to whore around with his friends, not turn her body into a pin cushion by getting her nipples, and vaginal lip pierced. But then she figured if she was going to act like a slut that she might as well look like one too. Her hairdres...
iv. An hour later they were dressed and clean and on the road. Daniel's friend was named Mitch and he lived in a condo on the nicer end of town. It was about a twenty minute drive, and during the entire time Daniel was playing more of that 'se plin' music he had played for her the day before when he was showing her his silly machines. She didn't care for '...
It shouldn't have surprised Whitney to find out that Lieutenant Dallas and Roarke left the Radio City Theater after dismantling the last bomb, both of them leaving via a limo owned by Roarke without much glance at her NYPSD comrades, but it was surprising that the Ghost Organization were claiming jurisdiction over the Cassandra case. It weighed on his mind s...
i. Ofelia didn't get home until nine o'clock on Saturday morning. Dominga gave her a stern look as her she came through the door, looking happy and well-rested. That wasn't how a dirty-stay-out was supposed to look, and that bothered Dominga even more. "Hi." Ofelia said, stepping past her mother, who was cleaning up some breakfast plates. She didn't see Ma...
Sheriff Benjermin Deane Petitte sat patiently in his squad car outside the rundown trailer that belonged to Debby Sanchez. It was a quarter till 2 in the morning, and Sheriff Petitte was certain Debby had already gone to bed, the entire trailer was awash in darkness. He continued to sit there however in his squad car, admiring the still calm of the night, fi...
Tina shoved her hands into her coat pockets. Soon she'd need to bring gloves with her on assignments. Cold weather gloves, she specified in her mind. She always had latex gloves on her, just in case. She glanced down at the book open in her lap. Sitting on a bench in the middle of Perspective Park wasn't the best place to read, but it was the best place to p...