Chapter 13 -- "Out of the Frying Pan, ... " I can literally hear my stomach churning and my teeth grinding, both at the same time. I breathe deeply, quietly, and remain impassive, while I assess the situation: We are on the verge of stealing at least $1,500,000.00, the three of us. All we have to do is to stay out of sight, out of mind, and out of trouble....
From the first day he saw her, he knew she was the one. It was the middle of October. Fall had arrived and the trees had changed into their yellow, red and orange attire. She was standing on the porch of a small picturesque house. Like Snow White her alabaster skin glowed in the sunshine, and her delicate hands were carefully arranging a rose bush in a pot....
le ragazze che puoi interpretare: Elysa: giovane diciottenne, bassa e lievemente in carne, é bionda con occhi azzurri. Due grossi seni ed un bel culetto. è fanatica di moda e di tutto ciò che sia "cool" non è altezzosa ma le piace apparire e farsi guardare. Vuole quei 10.000 euro giusto perchè, a suo dire, sono soldi facili! Rebecca: Ventiduenne co...
"Excuse me, Miss...." "That's Ms. to you" she mumbled, then turned to face him and replied in her clearer customer service voice; "Yes, sir, how may I assist you?" "Could you direct me to the biography section?" "900 - Upstairs, to the end of the room on your left. The stairs and lift are over there." "Thank you, Miss." He leaned closer in, then spoke mo...
He'd seen her before. She would occasionally stop for an iced tea at the same little place he did, but this time it was a little different. She'd taken a booth and had spread out a bunch of papers and was engrossed in writing on them. A little here, a little there, rather curiously. Then it struck him. She's grading papers! She's a teacher! Now it all made...
I come from Old Money. In fact, my great-great-great-grandmother was Elizabeth Lowell, the sister of astronomer Percival Lowell. Yes, that means that in the day, we were the Lowells who spoke only to Cabots, who in turn spoke only to God. I was my parents' fifth-born, and youngest, child. And I was always shy and socially awkward. As a result, my parents d...
Important Notice: On my vacation just now, I found out that I lost some of my fun at writing ever since posting what I created, because I always thought about what would be good for the readers. Something I never did in the years before. I wrote a story just as it came to my mind once again and can tell, that it does far more to relax me than what I did in t...
Customizer was a site I had found on the net by pure chance... The site allegedly had the power to customize the user, blah blah etc. It was a trap! I knew that, I knew that as soon as I was done filling the forms or whatever the computer I was using would break down and die... But I didn't care because it is my dear house mates'(James and Jessie) computer.....
This is a true story that is slightly embellished. I've changed the names and some of the events to protect the innocent. I tried to portray what happened as close as possible to the actuality. This is not fiction and, thus, the "characters" are very flawed. Please keep that in mind and treat that as such. A polite suggestion: negative flaming "Anonymous" co...
(feel free to add) In a fantasy land, there is a tradition to have the daughters of Kings and noblemen live in castles guarded by dragons. Anyone brave enough and skilled enough can earn the title of knight. Once they have this title they are deemed worthy of taking on the challenge of rescuing a "princess" from a dragon. The dragons come in all sh...