After that scat fight experience that summer I became a bit of a recluse. I laid around in bed a lot and peered into the woods from my window with my telescope when I got bored. But I always wore those panties the mother had put on me that day knowing that they belonged to her weird daughter, Darleen. I saw Darleen on the bus almost daily the next school yea...
Even though we waited online at the snack bar for ten minutes, it turned out neither one of us was hungry. I bought a large soda for us to share. As soon as we got back to the car, Suzie Bowen put the soda on the floor, got up on her knees on the bench seat, and stripped off her polo shirt again. She leaned forward and kissed me, then went once more for the...
Doctor Olivera drove May and April back to their apartment. That evening, Ayrton did not return to the Travestie a Go-Go. It would be days before Ayrton's dead body would be found rotting in an alleyway in Jacarezinho, but that evening April and May pretended to be confused about Ayrton's whereabouts, just like all the other girls. One of the older t-girls n...
"What...kind of store is this?" Rose Masters hugs her sister Becca's arm fearfully. What amazed them prior were automatic doors opening for them. Having been sheltered by their Father Charles aka Chuck Masters, 80% of their young life everything around them appeared new. Elevators, now auto doors. Within the store things they had never ever seen before was...
Sunday morning I woke up with every reason to be in a great mood. I had a beautiful new girlfriend, the apartment to myself, a job with some security, and a whole day in front of me with nothing to do. But it was the nothing-to-do part that was bumming me out. It made me feel like the old Ray, the one who used to roam around all day depressed with no one to...
Written as a commission. "OK, seriously, what are we doing here?" asked Gabrielle Union, hoisting her designer sunglasses and surveying her surroundings. "What do you think we're doing?" replied Jessica Alba. "We're getting a drink." "Yes, but why...here?" said Gabrielle, wiping a thick layer of dust from a nearby table and peering at her dirtied finge...
It was that time of the year again to brush the cobwebs of the old Leyland four wheel drive and give it the once over before we headed off into the surrounding scrub to pick wild Limes. The yearly ritual was great fun we always seem to pick enough to feed an army. Julie made chutneys, marmalade and jams, not to mention the fabulous desserts she would whip up...
Adelaide. Her name evoked images of serene mountain passes for most men, of an evening sun gently setting behind a jagged Alpine peak, plunging the green slopes of a hidden valley into the evening shadows. Yet Adelaide's life was a battle between who she felt herself to be and what her moniker implied. She was nothing like the stereotype of a flaxen-haired S...
"It's the pump. I can pick one up, and replace it tomorrow," I said, wiping my hands, "Oh great! The thing's practically brand new! What's this gonna cast me?" he glared. "Actually, it's covered by your warrantee, sir," wondering why he was so upset. There are more important things in life than a washing machine! I mean, what would he do in a real crisis?...
I've been in the computer industry for a long, long time. So, it's no surprise to me when the company sends me out on the road to any one of two dozen or so offices all over the country. The Computer Support Team is pretty big, too. We have three or four team-members in every office. I work with some of these guys and girls all the time and others I hardly e...