Mr. Pearson was away on travel again. I had met him about four weeks ago and borrowed some money from him to fix my car, well anyway, when I tried to repay him, he said it was a gift and to just forget it. That's when I asked him if there were some way I could sort of work it off by doing some sort of jobs for him. After thinking for a moment he asked if I'd...
Author's Note: Best to read the other chapters first otherwise it won't quite make sense. In the evening Miss Jones checked her phone. There was a text from Mr Smith. "Be at work at 7.00. You'll need to pack for 2 nights away. And bring your passport and a bikini." Wow, she thought. I wonder where we're going - a conference maybe? An exploratory tri...
A SATIRE, perhaps historically incorrect in places. INTRODUCTION In 1912 a rancher's son Lee Stanton, aged twenty-two who was heading home after failing final exams to qualify as a pastor, unintentionally started an escalating feud between the Stanton and Murphy families that probably was the last of the range wars. You won't find it in history books beca...
My best friend, Vicki, was treating me to lunch, trying to cheer me up. I turned thirty today and my husband, Harry, was out of town at a lawyer's convention. We had finished our shrimp scampi and were both on our third glass of white wine. Vicki and I had been best friends since high school and knew each other's most intimate secrets. I could tell from the...
Wednesday - February 15, 2006 Authors note: The root of this story is in Chapter 01 - Blondes in pursuit of black guys. This is the fourth day of a fourteen-day vacation that began with the hope of turning a ten-year fantasy into reality. It is no longer a fantasy. It is taking place on the island of Jamaica. What else do the stars have for me the remaining...
Day 1 of Valentine's Day Weekend Peter Longbury was an investment banker in the City. When taken into overall balance, life had been pretty good to him. He was successful in his specialist area of micro-derivatives; this allowed his clients to make risk transactions with smaller amounts of money and increasing complex sophistication in their structure, the...
It seems like a year but it has only been a week since my perfect world came tumbling down around me. I'm a salesman and spend at least one night a week on the road. That night I was setting in a small neighborhood bar having a beer and watching the people come and go. People watching has always been one of my and my friend, Matt's hobbies. When were in coll...
"Just shut up and get in the car Jackie. I'm getting tired of dragging your ass all over town. Why can't you get a license like everyone else?" That would be my best friend Kevin, talking to his little sister, Jackie. I just shook my head as she climbed into the back seat and sat there quietly, looking down at the floorboard. Kevin and I were two years ol...
[Author's Note: Okay I must warn you this is an almost fan-fiction. It was inspired by Kalamazoo707's Sinclaire stories. I hadn't originally planned on posting it because I wasn't sure about it, but since I owe you guys, and this was just burning a hole on my desktop, here it is.] * "That bitch!" Dee said under her breath. She cranked up the car and the...
"You heard what the Doctor said Sunni, plenty of fluids and bed rest in a cool area. My room is better so there is no arguing." Lyla said as she wheeled her friends small suitcase into the living area. She was wearing short - short pyjama bottoms and a flimsy white string vest. "I really don't mind Lyla. I can sleep in my own room, I don't want you wasting...