The Beginning: Brice Bartel sat at the bar nursing his fourth Bourbon and water on the rocks. "How in hell did this all happen?" he thought to himself. In the back of his mind, he felt that he should have seen it coming... that somehow, somewhere there must have been a clue, a tip-off, but try as he might, he couldn't think of anything. It had all just seem...
Again, I suggest reading the first two chapters before beginning this one. Also, I want to emphasize that if you are expecting a story with non-stop sex, then you will be disappointed. Jessie & the Tornado, Ch. 3 In March, I began doing some work on the outside. There were three very large flower beds in the front yard that had become completely overgr...
~~Eric~~ Four more people who looked perfectly innocent, four more people putting his nerves on edge. Two men, two women. One white guy, and the other guy looked Hispanic. One black girl, and the other looked Hispanic as well. Mostly average heights for their gender, but they all looked quite fit. Well dressed, with relaxed suits and revealing shirts for th...
Chapter 54: Tea for Three at the Spa The next day we went back to Sydney and started our work. I had to assume my new duties faster than we had planned and went back to Brisbane in the middle of the week to organize the company as I wanted it, but still maintaining the energy that Eileen had always conveyed. Maureen came with me and let Jenny handle the NS...
"The citizens of the great State of Mississippi," Stuart Whitman loved the sound of that phrase each and every time he said it in front of a television camera, "must be certain that the gaming industry they have voted for is run cleanly, fairly, and transparently. Beyond the reach of organized crime, answerable to the people. And as Attorney General, it is m...
CHAPTER 1 A missile thudded on to the blackboard above Miss Sandra Clemow's head as she was writing on the classroom backboard and bounced to drop into her hair -- today the color was red. Sandra turned and as expected all heads were studiously down and with these kids that was as rare as snow in mid-May. "Close you books and look out the window and compo...
Many thanks to my friend Annanova for editing this latest, and final chapter. I cannot tell you how much fun this has been to do this with you. To my loyal readers, thank you for sticking with this for so long. It's been an incredible journey. Enjoy! © 2013, All rights reserved -- mimaster ~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Ann sat across from me eating a chicken sandwich. Ac...
Peter Parker's apartment had schizophrenia. It wasn't his fault. Not that he'd done much to treat it, his sense of interior decorating having been stillborn. It was that his two roommates had such domineering personalities, yet divergent tastes—they clashed with each other so much, it was no wonder they were dating. Mary Jane Watson was an aspiring Broadway...
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This chapter is not meant to stand alone. Please begin at the first chapter to appreciate this tale. Monday, October 29 Carol had her arm draped over my chest as I awoke, her red mane spread across both our pillows. Her eyes fluttered open, "I love you and good morning." Before I could respond Veronica turned on her side and put her arm across my chest sa...