ONE A journeyman journalist is how the hot-shot contemporaries categorize Roddy Maitland as they claw their way on to higher ground in the world of print journalism, some becoming columnists, war correspondents, editors and photographers of international acclaim. Roddy had stayed put, but is remembered by his protégés because he is considered to be one of...
I came walking out of the store carrying a paper sack full of toys and some odds and ends I was hoping my granddaughters would like. They had both carefully written down a long list of all the things they wanted, although some of it I didn't have a clue what the hell they even were. Kids nowadays, what is up with them? Black lipstick, black nail polish, re...
(Brazil, 1943) I really hate getting shot at. Just because bullets won't kill me is no reason for me to go hunting situations like I was in right now. Bullets hurt when they hit me, for crying out loud. I was so upset by the whole mess that I could have cheerfully fired back at all three of the groups who seemed to think they were participating in "Wild Wes...
By way of introduction, let me say that if you haven't read the first chapters of this story, then much of the next few pages will mean very little to you. So I suggest you go back and read "Mister Jack Miller: Chapters 1 thru 9" to get the background on this tale. That having been said, please...read on... ****** When I finally made it home, I looked at t...
This is another story based all too firmly in real life; there is much fictional about it, but there are uncomfortably real parts. Well, you write what you know, and I know something about this subject. It also came out a bit longer than I had anticipated. I try to corral my characters, as a rule; these refused, and the story kept writing itself until it re...
Part 3 of 3 - Up Close and Personal Copyright © Kingswoman 2015 Many thanks again to Mick and to J. ***** (Note for American readers: 'shite' is a lower class British way of saying 'shit', usually as an adjective rather than a noun.) I was surprised to hear a car coming up the track, the Thursday after I'd lured the Fat Boy riding Harley Owner Guy into...
It had been six months since Bill and Alice had gotten together. Neither had ever mentioned the kidnapping and rape Alice and her girl friends had forced on Bill. They hadn't had any major fights or even one incident of yelling at each other. There was only one point of serious dissent, but to Bill it was a major point. Sunday evening found them sitting in...
When I was a young girl I can remember my mother bringing me to church. She instilled into my head the values that the church held and forced me to have those same values. When I was older and she was explaining girl things to me I can recall her telling me how boys would want me to do things; Things she said I wouldn't want to do. She made it clear that I...
"Don't even think about it." I recognized Bruce's voice without needing to turn my gaze from Natalia. She is intoxicating to watch on the tennis court. I watched her masterfully returning ball after ball unloaded from the high speed serving machine on the other side of the net. "She has amazing form," I said trying to cover myself. "Tennis form?" he aske...
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