AUTHOR'S NOTE: Serendipity - 46 - Party day and beyond Many thanks go to RF-Fast for his editing and suggestions that enhanced the story. Any bad grammar left is wholly on me and my artistic style. LEGALESE: Don't read this if you are underage, if it is illegal in your area, if it is offensive to you, or if you cannot distinguish fiction from reality. This...
"Are you all right, mate?" It hurt to talk through the burning throb of my lips and cheek. I could already feel my left eye swelling shut as I pinched the bridge of my nose through the gauze to try and stop the bleeding. "Yeah," Fang replied quietly. "I think it's broken." The blackhat medic crouched in front of him on the road, silently strapping his arm...
Life as a police officer is not simple. Ever. It is a world where the job itself is almost entirely reactionary. There are tactics, techniques and procedures that can be followed to try and mitigate that truth. It is a life of 23 hours and 45 minutes of boring routine, punctuated by 15 minutes of sheer adrenaline and terror. The problem is, no one ever knows...
The college bus meandered down the winding side streets, making its way at a patient pace down the road. Along the side of the bus was emblazoned in big letters, "Big U Football" with the college mascot printed on it, a Rooster with arms in boxing gloves raised and ready for fisticuffs. Another banner tagged on the side of the bus by the mascot were the word...
My name is Will O’Connor. As to looks, I’m about five-eight with straight brown hair, which I keep long enough to tie in a pony-tail. I’m slim, I’d say-- definitely not a muscular dude... My wife, Denise, is a sweet-faced, blue-eyed redhead with very pale skin; her looks belie her passionate do-it-all personality that surfaces when she gets turned on. She’s...
Amy was practically bouncing as we waited outside the training facility for the class to walk out. The same women we talked to at the luncheon were standing outside their cars with us. The fences and buildings kept the training area out of sight, so we could only wait. I looked at my watch, and it was nearly five. We heard a loud shout, and a few moments la...
Please remember this is a copyrighted work and all legal disclaimers apply. ***** I was late for my nail appointment again. I had to resolve why I always seemed to be running late. Chris said it wasn't worth re-training myself. But I just felt something needed to change. Appointments, meetings, even paying bills; I didn't try hard enough to do things on t...
Chapter 12: The Patron Pursues His Pleasures of Passion. The Patron, finishing the last of his dinner and relaxing with his glass of Chardonnay, viewed these beauties dawdling upon the monitor before him, their images life-size in the screen. The Patron sipped the wine with more than satisfaction. The display this afternoon with the three guys had been all...
I want to thank all those who sent private and public comments. This was going to be a fairly straight forward story, but I loved some of the suggested directions for the story and changed course. I especially want to thank Sue, she has given me a world of ideas and a couple scenes were inspired by her exploits. As a result this chapter had to be rewritten a...
Zoe Aames returned home to find her mother in tears. "Oh baby," she sobbed. "I'm so sorry." "Mom, Mom, what is it? What's the matter?" Sandy Aames turned and directed her eyes towards the opened letter on the kitchen table. Zoe was dumfounded as to what could be so bad to make her mother cry like this and apologise to her. Had someone died? Zoe's grandpar...