copyright ©2009 by A_Satori. All rights reserved. (Author's notes: This story is a sequel to A Prison Break. I suggest that three part story be read prior to reading In the Wake of That Night although I believe it can be a "stand alone" piece. This is a story about different kinds of love, loss, longing, guilt, and sadness. It's also about hope. There...
Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. As always, I need to thank, Stylus and Madison, my cool editors - for their endless patience, and great insights. Last chapter had ton of complaints, and mixed emotions. I've been building the gangsters stealing Helen's company since chapter 3, and I tho...
Author's note: This is, in all its seven parts and their many chapters, one very, very long story. If long stories bother you, I suggest you read something else. No part of this story is written so as to stand on its own. I strongly suggest that you start with the beginning of Part 1 and read sequentially—giving up at any point you choose, of course....
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...
Boise, Idaho "All right everyone. Savasana!" their instructor said. "Do not skip this! This part of the routine is crucial. This is where you allow your muscles to relax so your mind and body can absorb all the benefits of today's practice." When she started going to Yoga classes, Paula Stevenson nearly quit after the first one. All of it seemed so...silly...
*Author's Note: Arena football is real. The Dallas Guardians are not. ****** "Please score. Please score. Please score," she said quietly. "Ain't happenin'. It's over. They lost," the man sitting next to her said. "There's three seconds left, and the way they're playin', there's no way they're gonna score." The man got up to leave, and in her heart of he...
Why am I here? What the hell am I doing? Those questions raced through Shelley's mind over and over. She came down the boarding ramp from the plane and stepped into the terminal at McCarron International Airport. Nervously, Shelley scanned the crowd that was heading towards baggage claim. He was there. Leaning against a pillar near Ben & Jerry's. Sh...
What had I gotten myself into? Where was my mind when I agreed to this? Were they even still here in the room, or had they left? I shifted position slightly, feeling the coolness of the room on my naked skin. There was no sound and yet there was so much. I could hear the hum of the air conditioning, the faint sounds of a TV somewhere else, but nothing that...
Thwack! The golf ball made a hideous curve to my right. "Shit." "Damn it, man, when are you going to take a lesson?" My golf and beer buddy laughed. "Playing with you is like watching my kid play. For Christ sake, keep your head down. Pretend it's a woman's pussy. Keep looking at it. Why look up? Oh. Right. You don't remember what a woman's pussy looks lik...
Chapter 6 - Checkups Dave sat in an easy chair in the home of Cory and Lean Donaldson, two members of the Atlanta Group. The home was on newly acquired private property on a large plot of land about halfway between Atlanta and Macon, Georgia. The land owner was Owen Bennett. Dave, Alice, Owen, Julie, and Cricket had flown up in Dave's jet on Friday afternoo...