Author's note: I considered splitting Part 3 of this story into two parts, but I felt it worked better as one. Consequently, it's a little longer than usual. As was the case with Part 1 and 2, there are a number of Australianisms and other minor references to popular culture, mostly to songs and musicians, which may not be entirely clear as to their meaning...
August 2017 "Sergeant major, huh? That's pretty high up there, ain't it?" the much-older man asked as he filled his truck with gas. "Oh, I don't know. I mostly just did the best job I could do the entire time I was on active duty and let the promotions take care of themselves." The truth was, Kane Archer had reached the pinnacle of his profession by makin...
Copyright 2018, PostScriptor — Saturday Afternoon about 3:00 PM, Ragged Point, California "Robert. Come here and look at this." "Margret," spoken in a weary voice, accustomed to spousal demands, answered. "I've just sat down on this very comfortable bench after wandering for hours along this fantastic trail with its spectacular views of the Pacific Ocean,...
Dear readers, this is another long segment in the Barry and Carol story. If you are looking for a quick "kiss and fuck" story, this is not it. As this is Part III of a continuing story, it would be advantageous for the reader to have read "A Conspiracy to Commit..." and "A Conspiracy to Deceive..." before tackling this section. Also, there will be a Part IV...
October, 2019. Lancaster, Texas "No, I don't really know how that works. But didn't we already get a letter telling us which of Dad's organs were used in transplants?" her 21-year old daughter asked. "Yes. That came about four months after the accident, but it only told us which organs were viable. If didn't say whether or not they were used let alone who...
The deep, dazzling blue of the Caribbean Sea was like nothing Janet had ever seen before. It stretched out like a soft blanket of azure as far as her eyes could see. Overhead, the bright island sun sailed lazily across the morning sky, occasionally disappearing behind one of a handful of fluffy white clouds that floated carelessly toward the horizon. Each...
Erin O'Neill stepped into another world, and left the real one behind. The lobby of US Financial's Park Place facility was large, open, and well lit. Little clusters of sofas and chairs stood guard to either side, along with the same sorts of potted plants and topiaries that graced corporate offices worldwide. Garland had been hung for the season, and an o...
I hated the concept of 'friends with benefits' – not the movie of course, that was a delight and still a favourite Rom-Com of mine, there's a copy on my shelf as I write this. No, I had a problem with the concept of the 'Fuck buddy', the casual screw that you could call upon when necessary and I really thought that sort of thing was just the tiniest bit......
Jessica Striding out into the street, I banged the door shut behind me. Alex, my flat-mate for the last two years, had asked me to move out so her boyfriend could move in. It was her apartment and we had never been close, but it had been my Edinburgh home since the second year of university. Now, two months after graduation, I was homeless, short on friend...
I like hardboiled film noir, especially Raymond Chandler. Noir means "dark "and this piece is certainly that. I am exploring why people do self-destructive things. None of the characters are angels. But no one is completely evil either; with one glaring exception – Thanks for reading me – DT ***** I was at a two-top in Sheffield's. They were sitting in the...