FUND RAISING Another slice of life at St. Dunstan's; for background, please consult the previous episodes First in a flock of four. Feedback welcome. We sat around a large table in the Vestry Room just off the Undercroft of St. Dunstan's Church. The September Vestry meeting had gone an hour and half so far, and Bert Button's tirade was making it longer. He...
Please note: There is no sex in this story for the first few chapters. - Virtual Atheist MIDNIGHT A Tale of Misfits, Colour, Education and Science PROLOGUE Hiya, I'm Usiku Wa Manane. Manni to my friends. Well, what's to say? I'm a less than typical Yorkshire lass with a less than typical life. It's basically been a journey from a slut to a princess and b...
It was the lunch period and some of the employees working in the Mall shops were taking their break. Simone and her assistant Alice were putting away a few dresses recently tried on by a customer. I should tell you that Simone is not Simone’s real name. She was baptised “Edith,” but when some years ago she opened her ladies fashions shop in the Mall, she fe...
I met Christine at a seminar on Industrial Relations. It was mostly bullshit from people who had never held a tool in their hands and had no real world experience. They were full theories that they had learned from textbooks, but my company was paying the freight so there I was. When we broke for lunch I headed for the hotel restaurant. I stopped at the bat...
The third of three episodes a new series about Fr. Alfred, Vicar of St. Dunstan's. Categorizing these episodes is tough, since there isn't a "Dramedy" category on this site. Suggestions for future episodes are welcome, if you'd like to see more of Fr. Alfred and his flock. The Bishop's Daughter WEDNESDAY Mary was the only one in the Quilting Room after I...
I was in the supply room down behind the copier trying to clear a paper jam when Bill and Henry came into the room for something. Since I really don't like Henry I didn't stand up and say, "Hi guys" so they didn't know I was there. They had been talking when they walked into the room so I didn't know who they were talking about, but the gist of the conversat...
Administrative Assistant (Pt. III) - Altered Behavior With a coffee in one hand and a messenger bag slung over the opposite shoulder I pushed through my company's large tempered glass entrance door. I wiped at my eyes, pawing at the grogginess that refused to lift. I turned the familiar sharp corner to the office and the fog in my brain instantly cleared....
It was a cold January Saturday morning; the snow was melting, leaving puddles and rivulets on the streets and sidewalks in the sunlight, but it wasn't quite gone yet. I pulled up in a circle drive outside a lovely red brick house, set the van's parking brake, and switched off the engine. My mentor, Billy James Butler, was out of the van before me, looking sh...
Part Nine-Planet Side: New Nippon "Someone is at the door," came a sudden voice startling Alice from her depressing thoughts, it was Britt her adopted suicide phone communicating via the chip planted on her head. "Is Lucy back?" Alice asked. Now that she knew Lucy wasn't human it scared her being alone with the robot or AI as Lucy preferred to be called....
Wednesday evening, now 3 shopping days to Christmas Lady Barbara was fuming once she was able to close the door on Daniel. He had kissed her on both her cheeks, of course, he always did, and she had tried to squeeze him hard into her but she already knew that all was lost. His physical lack of response was evident. He offered to help her relight her fire w...