"We're currently at our budgetary capacity for the month. I cannot afford any other field trips or purchase orders for the next couple months. Look, I know we need new text books but we will just have to make due," Valerie spoke into the phone. "If there is no money, there is no money. I am not a leprechaun with a pot of gold I can dig into. I'll do my best...
If there was a Guinness World Record for saying "Oh shit!" a certain number of times in the span of a minute, I think Taylor and I would have shattered it when the light came on. I ripped my pants up, she screamed "Get in the car!" while adjusting her dress, and I tore out of there. (With her blessing to leave, of course. I may have finger-banged her in her...
Operation Identify -- Chapter 1: The Capturing of Sergeant Mendez Author's Note: This story is a re-write of my submission, Operation Vero, which I submitted in 2015. At that time, I received some significant and extremely helpful feedback which I appreciated a great deal. I very much look forward to reading your feedback so please comment any criticisms or...
My only requirement was that she wear a short skirt or dress. Boy did my star student comply. We were going out to the local monthly goth night held in the back room of a tattoo shop. When Ellia finally descended the stairs after not allowing me to see her for hours she looked stunning. She wore knee-high black patent leather boots and a very short black vin...
Ben walked into the squad room and straight up to Anderson's desk. "Hey, Trigger Happy, could you run the camera and tape recorder in the observation room? I got a talker. You're not going to believe this shit." "Yeah, sure, Ben. Let me grab a cup of coffee." Anderson sighed. He didn't mind the Trigger Happy thing, really. It was standard for anyone on temp...
Clark was slamming himself into Karen as if in a rage when a glint showed in his eyes. Suddenly, instead of kneeling down behind Karen, he was picking her up, holding her back against his belly as easily as he would tote a bag of groceries. Then he plunged her down on his upright erection, jamming her to its base and then back up to the bellend, locking Kare...
Note: ALF: Animal Liberation Front CCD: Colony Collapse Disorder DOA: Department of Agriculture Rosewood California, July 7, 2011, 2:00 A.M., the residence of Barry Sandford, CEO Mrs. Sandford's Honey (a division of Sandford Industries). Bzzz! "Grumble! Snort! Sandford here. Pierce?! Do you have any idea what time it is?!...What do you mean there's been...
It was a slow night, I was in my twelfth hour of my shift. Almost done...I hate working at this station nothing ever happens, we just watch TV and sleep. If we get lucky the tones will drop and then we can do our jobs. The hours pass, and 8 am finally arrives, and the next shift comes in. I get ready to go when, Bill the station chief tells me to come into...
Coming home from a shift is never easy. You have to be careful to not drag the dirt and grime from the street into your home life. The world is ugly, his job is uglier – home has to be a place where he can decompress or one of these nights, he will insert his .45 SIG into his mouth and blow his brains out. He tiptoes through the bedroom, careful not to wake...
I open my eyes as I glance around the recovery room, trying to comprehend just what has happened to me. I am lying upon a stretcher with cold cereal placed in front of me. After consuming the cereal, I call for the nurse and eventually a nurse arrives and asks, "Can I help you?" I ask her, "What has happened to me?" She quickly glances through my medical r...