Jeffrey Boyd was a simple university student. The young man stood at 6-foot-1, dirty blond hair, a good build and had what some would say 'a face of a model.' He was a few months into his first semester, thus far having a good year. He had a 3.8 GPA and was very happy with his job, friends and new girlfriend, Mary. Mary seemed to be a gift from God. She had...
In less than thirty minutes, the three of us were headed out of town. I had made a stop at the market and bought supplies while the girls waited in the truck. I returned to find them wrestling around on the seat and giggling. I laughed as I put the stuff in the back of the truck. When I got in, I asked, "Ok, what have you two been up to?" "Nothing Uncle R...
Chapter One I had just finished tutoring Becky. Becky was a struggling student in our private school and the only reason she was still there was because of her family's school endowment. The Dean had adjusted her failing grades to a C in order not to lose the endowment but Becky had not passed a single class. She was entering her senior year and was being t...
I left the bathroom light on and the door open a crack as Rita and I went to bed. Mary was curled up on her side, snoring softly. "We'll wake her up," Rita whispered as she climbed on the king sized bed. I chuckled and shook my head. "We couldn't wake her up with a brass band." I told her in a loud voice. Mary didn't move. Rita laughed and lay back. "Oh...
This chapter is part of a continuing story. Although some chapters may stand on their own, for proper character development and story line intensity, this series is a continuous story and should be read as such. * * * * * James got down off the desk, and started over to the girls. I started to get down, but when Rita saw James, she stopped him. Obviously,...
"Dammit, John! Would you please tell Rita that I will NOT die from a lack of a lovelife?" I shook my head and laughed ruefully as I remembered the evening. Johnny and Rita were two of my best friends and had been for several years...supporting me through my divorce and multiple attempts at self-destruction and finally giving me the screaming ass-chewing that...
Mages had all sorts of ways to teleport. At least, those rare few who possessed the talent. Some liked to teleport with great fanfare and excitement—big explosions, blasts of lightning, clouds of mist, flocks of jays. Some preferred to teleport with absolutely no effect at all, of course. These boring individuals simply blinked into existence, with nothing s...
Chapter Five - Braciole The first plate whizzed past Frank Caputo's right ear and crashed into the wall, closely followed by a second that skimmed off his shoulder and shattered on the floor. "For fuck sake Michelle if I wanted this fucking drama I'd go home to Benedetta," Frankie whined, but he was laughing drunkenly. "Why don't you then? You can fuck he...
It was so classic a situation as to almost be a cliche: bottom of the ninth inning, home team down by one point, the run to tie on third, the run to get ahead on second, and of course, two outs. Joe Tyrrell stepped up to home plate and customarily tapped the end of the bat on it. Joe was a good high school ball player, but not exceptional. However, he had g...
"I need a shower," Rita announced, heading up the stairs, "And so do you". Once they had thoroughly washed, dried, and dressed in shorts, tee shirts - no bras, they retired to Rita's room sitting on her bed reflecting on the past few hours, and the rest of the summer. "What are you thinking?" asked Rita. "About the last few hours. The last few weeks. T...