I knew you were the one I was looking for the moment I saw you in the club. You looked ill at ease as you danced with your friends while dressed in what could only have been stag night attire. Some people just don't feel comfortable in drag, I suppose. I danced up to you and looked you in the eye before leaning in to talk into your ear. "Snap," I said, ju...
I waited for my brother in the Weatherspoons pub, he called me and wanted a burger meal with a large cola as he was not a drinker as I was. I ordered a pint of Heineken beer and waited for him to arrive, as I was also waiting for an important call from my Police Inspector about an escort job protecting a Jewish Labour member who feared for her life from the...
The Hen Night (and it's consequences #1) 1. The Invite There was a buzz in the office.The girls were planning a Hen Night for Yvonne, who was about to be married. I worked for a small shipping company that only employed around forty staff. There was the export department, where I worked, an import department and accounts. We didn't even have an HR depa...
Foreword Well, these April Fool themes are a little difficult to find. Coming up with ideas for something different [I hope] takes some doing. Anyway, here's one which isn't set on April Fools' Day itself, but which I hope encompasses some of the elements involved. April isn't a happy lady, and she's in for a surprise... The scene which follows is in the...
Who Killed Cornelius? A cereal murder mystery to jumpstart your day. Author's Note: I hope that if you figure out the killer early in the story, you'll stick around to see how the team solves the mystery. It's not an episode of Criminal Minds, but I hope you'll find it to be a fun trip down nostalgia lane. It's a Halloween Contest 2015 entry. Vote, if you l...
THE SEEHOFER CHRONICLES. THE MEMOIRS OF A COURTESAN -- Volume Two. This is the second volume of the memories of British civil servant, Rebecca Seehofer as recorded in her journals and by the audio testimony as related to her biographer, Sybil Torricelli. Rebecca's career spanned the late 1960s to 1980s. The dates following the chapter headings give the da...
The pain was almost unbearable, but Ada was doing what she could to smile through the suffering, to give him that dreamy look of trust and love and encouragement that she had practiced so many times. This was what she wanted, what she had hoped and schemed for. A bit of pain and a few months until she showed, a scene with the Reverend Albin, her father—a sce...
Copyright Oggbashan December 2004 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. *********************************** I shouldn't have trusted La...
Carol was with her best friend Sarah, sharing a lunchtime glass of wine. "It'll be fun, Carol," Sarah urged, not really understanding her friend's apparent reticence. "I don't know..." "I'm telling you the guy they got is supposed to be really good. You know," Sarah said holding her hands an exaggerated eighteen inches apart, "really good." Both women bur...
It had been over a year since Siobhan had been on a night out with just the girls. But this time she could not refuse to go along as it was her oldest friend Clare's hen night. Clare and Siobhan had been to school together and were both now 29 years old. The years had been kind to Siobhan, (pronounced as Chiv-vaughan) she had a good figure with a large fir...