Chapter One - Wish I Was Wren "Wish I was a Wren," Recruit Brian Perkins mumbled under his breath. 'Fuck! I wish he hadn't said that!' thought Recruit Michael Nyland. He knew that no good would come of it. "Your wish might come true," Leading Recruit Jason Jones (Spike to his friends) sneered. Michael Nyland shivered, and not just because he was standin...
Thank you, HannahAarons, for your editing and nice words. We do not make a lot of elaborate Christmas preparations. It is taken very easily in our home, just buying a little additional food, decorating a Christmas tree, some presents for family members like children, and grand children, and that's about it. Except for one thing: the Christmas greetings to f...
Previously Unknown Desires, Expanded Anonymous Robin 2020 Author's note: This story is intended to be able to standalone. Although, it does follow an earlier experience that can be read in the story called Previously Unknown Desires. I enjoyed writing the first story and this is a natural extension. Enjoy either or both. I awoke at sunrise. Time moved s...
It was funny, he thought, they things you don't notice. He had lived in this town for ten years, and he couldn't remember ever seeing this little road, even though it was right on the road that he took to and from school every day. But at the time, he was wrapped up in junior high life, probably running down this road every day with his head full of plans an...
"Okay, students," the gym coach said. "Please line up according to size." The guys scrambled around unsure of what to do. "Professor?" the students inquired. "What do you mean by size? There is height, weight and you know..." "Discuss among yourselves what kind of line you want to form guys," said the professor. The guys fiddled about, scrambled around a...
Dusk had long ago faded below the horizon, leaving the castle to soak in quiet shadow. Strong walls and wards had kept even the fiercest attackers at bay for half a millennium, so the patrolling guards were largely symbolic. In a particularly deep shadow in a quiet corridor, the demon crept. Her footfalls were quiet against the stone floors, despite the lac...
Charlie Singer sat in the waiting room glancing at a magazine and watching the lady in the corner knitting a stocking. Ironically, he had always wanted to learn how to knit ever since Ashleigh Samson had made him a scarf their freshman year of college. The door swung open and a young blonde nurse dressed in mint green scrubs came out with a clipboard "Lydia...
I often have a terrible time falling asleep - I can't seem to "turn my brain off" for the night, forget my stressful day, and go to sleep. I've tried a number of recommendations of breathing exercises and visualisation techniques, with varying success. I recently read an idea in a women's magazine, to envision all of my stress and the things worrying me as...
"We're all so full of shit, born and raised by hypocrites. Apostles and disciples of the Jesus of Suburbia."- Green Day 'Jesus of Suburbia' * The meeting was going on for hours. The pastor was the only one left who looked even mildly interested in what the deacons had to say. The doddering old fools had each, in turn, clambered onto their soap boxes and pr...
THREE I found myself eating at the café quite a lot. In fact I had lunch there every day of the next week, making myself what seemed, at the time, to be reasonable excuses for eating out, but all of which I discovered - after having finished and paid and hurried my way back to work - were complete nonsense. The mornings drifted by quickly, beginning well an...