Note: As the story of Pastor Sarah continues, it becomes more important to have read the series. I do not attempt to rewrite how people entered the story. Several new characters enter during chapter 12. When Pastor Sarah awoke at 6:30 a.m. on Monday morning, she realized that her bedmates were already up. As she walked into the kitchen, Samantha poured her...
“Eight…. Nine…. Ten.” With a resounding THUD Scott let the bar fall back into place on the rack. He and his training partner Justin were doing arms this morning, which was usually a very enjoyable workout, but Scott’s head was not in it, and Justin could tell. “What the hell’s the matter with you today? It’s not like you to be distracted during a workout, b...
Day Eight -- Samantha (a) I was slumped back in one of the dining room chairs looking out the doorway into the living room of my apartment in the first light of morning the next day. My nice, clean apartment was now a disaster. Literally a fucking disaster. There were naked people everywhere, and piles of clothes, and spilled drinks and food, and stains fr...
Friday passed quickly. Ken's dates that week were pleasurable and profitable. Both women said that they wanted him again. Ken slept when he could, and managed to work out twice. If there could be any free time, his studies demanded it. Then it was Saturday. The pool heat was on The BBQ was lit. The beer cooler was full and the guests began to arrive. Music...
Pastor Sarah was having a cup of coffee as Barbara arrived for the day. As Sarah saw Barbara coming up the walk, she thought how odd it was to see Barbara in jeans and a t-shirt, since she was always the well dressed church administrative assistant. However, the furniture was being delivered today and she would be doing of lot of crawling around getting the...
This story is a continuation of the stories of Pastor Sarah submitted several months ago. My schedule changed and I did not have time to continue. Many have requested more Pastor Sarah adventures. Thank you are for your input and suggestions. I hope you enjoy this and future submissions. As always your critiques are welcomed to improve the story line. The D...
Day Eight -- Samantha (b) Samantha brushed right past me into my apartment, dragging a carry-on size "wheelie" suitcase (black, of course) behind her. After she had moved out of the way, I could see that she had arrived on a big black Harley ape-hanger hog, which was now parked in the Randolphs' designated parking space. Stepping into my apartment to speak...
Scott smiled to himself as he stood on the platform, latte in one hand, free paper in the other. Five mornings a week he would climb aboard the same tube train to get to the same place of work at the same time of day. Life was monotonous everywhere other than in his head. But in his head, anything could happen, and most days on his way to work, anything and...
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Friday rolled around, and it could have not come any quicker for Scott. After the first two days of the week, and the constant wonderful distraction that Ruth-Ann had provided, he was very behind on his paperwork, and needed a couple of days to play catch-up with everything. So now it was Friday afternoon, and almost the end of the first week of school. Usua...