"Are Jackie and Tom coming to the barbecue?" "Yes, Mike; turn your head and hold still." "Will they bring Eddie and Stevie?" "Well, of course, they'll bring the boys. Hold very still, now. I'm going to trim your sideburns." Whenever Jackie and Tom come to our house, it's like having a cyclone land in the driveway. They have strollers and high chairs and...
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Sadie was Holden's friend. His very cute, bubbly friend who'd been sleeping around since her breakup. Not sure if you're serious or not , he texts back. The conversation he's in, along with the fact he just had his evening coffee, has his hands trembling more than normal. He huffs to himself and closes the piano. So much for early practice. He rests his...
FBI Building, CATU Division "Welcome back to the world," Roger says as Spencer walks into the interrogation watch room. On the other side of the mirror Sam is sitting at a table across from Geoffrey Adams. He is slumped over the table with his head in his hands. "Have we made any progress?" Spencer asks. "No, he's too well trained to just give up," Roger...
On a break. Casper Trent to most was your common variety IT guy. His mass of curly red hair hidden beneath his deer stalker hat. A replica of that worn by Lister from Red Dwarf, one of his many nods to geek culture. As always he stopped for his morning chat with Greg the security guy who routinely made him a cup of coffee just the way he liked it before ent...
June stands by the glass door of the book shop, jingling the key ring loudly, hoping the solitary browser will quit soon so she can lock up. He'd been somewhat interesting an hour earlier; good looking, somewhat muscular. Now, however, he was just another delay in June's night. "Excuse me," the man calls. June looks up to find him waiting by the cash regist...
The master-slave relationship that we have been developing is coming along nicely. The experiences and trust that we have for each other has left us both feeling very fulfilled. Since that first time, we have had "slave nights" with ever more increasing frequency. Each time we both fall into the pattern more easily and we are more relaxed. Tonight I have dec...
She arrived later than she had hoped to and pulled in to the parking lot acutely aware that He was waiting. Not the impression she really wanted to make for the first time she was to crawl, something He had described so eloquently it had stuck in her head for weeks. Quickly, she walked around to the door of a hallway between busy tourist shops that were curr...
Rega's eyes scanned his surroundings as he walked through the streets of Cerathia. Purloined coins jingled in his pocket, and he would often clamp his hands to his sides lest the sounds of gold be heard by men more desperate than he. The alleyway reeked of the stench of rotten offal. He cupped his hand over his mouth and squinted through the dust. His desti...
A familiar yellow lab greeted Matt and Nicki at the door when they entered Matt's single story rambler. Nicki knelt down to let the dog smell her and scratched behind his ears, letting him lick her face. "Hey now, back off Harry," Matt said, pulling Nicki up to a standing position and pulling her into him. "That's my woman." Nicki grinned and let Matt kiss...