Fiction - Page 97
I met Brent at Barnes & Noble, actually. He was working, and I was looking for a particular book of poetry. He was very sweet and helped me find it, walking me all the way to the shelf to make sure I had it in my hands. It seemed rather unnece...
David wasn' t the type of guy you would expect would be down to fuck a guy, at least I didn' t. I had known him for as long as I could remember, but we were never close. We had gone to the same schools and we even had some classes together...
Daniel Goddard turned to the last page of the contract and studied it briefly, then turned back to the front page. He noted each yellow sticky pad note and compared the notations to the paragraphs they mentioned. Basically, the contract was a stan...
Bart slid the shingle into place and nailed it down with three shots from his nail gun. Wiping his face, he looked around to find that he was out of shingles. He still had a large area left to finish. Somebody had fucked up and that somebody was P...
" What are you doing? " Mark yelled over the sound of the music playing in the main office. He liked Cindy and usually kept an eye on her. Cindy loved to wear short skirts, and he loved to watch her in them. She had a killer set of l...
Passengers milled and murmured, watching the glowing yellow light approach. Wheels screeched, the wind blew and the passengers stepped back until the speeding subway came to a halt. The doors open and there was a general surge toward the doors.
Barry was partners with Warren in a bar and pool parlor in the lower east side of London. Their business was successful in many ways, but most importantly it made money and it attracted girls. Warren didn' t care much about girls, he liked ver...
Mason Barnes squinted through his mud-streak, rain-soaked windshield. Despite the brutal rain and slushy falling snow, he could just make out the Panhandle Truckstop sign up ahead. For late winter in northern Texas, it sure was a messy day, Mason...
Fall is a beautiful time in Vermont. The trees are decorated in all their finest colors, hunters are stalking game in the woods, and the rustic fences and covered bridges create a wonderland for painters. Photographers make their living on the fal...
" Where too? " Jason asked, looking in the mirror. A nicely dressed couple now inhabited the back seat of his cab. The man had dark hair, a fair complexion, and the looks that a woman would find pleasing. The woman. .. the woman was hot. Sh...
Jill slid behind a huge oak tree. She watched the mailman advance toward 1793 Norwalk Avenue. So far the morning had been unsuccessful, but she was sure she would catch him in the act. After all, he had been doing this for three years now. Jill ha...
I am Adam Richard Constantine. I make million dollar deals before breakfast, overthrow foreign dictators by lunch, and give a speech during a three hundred dollar per plate fund raising dinner by evening. I am a confident, feared, and respected ma...
" Oh, I' m glad you stopped painting. This plastic is much better than paint, " Heather said as she draped the black plastic over Melanie' s white metal headboard. " Is everybody in the complex making a funhouse? " &q...
Officer Tim Walanski slowed the car, circling the little dirt turnaround as he held his breath, horrified at the damage the dirt rode could be doing to his new Plymouth cruiser. He crashed through deep holes and bounced over huge, bolder-sized roc...
" . .. 1754 Gleason, " the radio dispatcher said. " It' s a new account, Phil, a very rich account. " " Ok, but I was hoping to knock off for the day. My friends tell me there are some killer waves off Black Beach right...
A young man ran between two hotel wings, sprinted around a corner and hurried from shadow to shadow with a large cardboard box in his hands. Stopping and checking his surroundings, his attention was captured by a man and woman making love in the r...
The office did the initial paperwork, so I didn' t meet her until I arrived at the door. She answered the door in a bikini. I was stunned. Hell, she must have been all of 40 years old and she was one of the hottest women I have ever seen. My G...
It was Christmas break and I was the bomb. I was a pre-med student with nothing but money and fame ahead me, a little cash to throw around, and all the time in the world. The Stinson were throwing a Christmas pool party, (it can only happen in Cal...
Sarah tapped me on the shoulder and pointed at the sign. I was desperate to stop, I would have taken a well built teepee. The sign simply said " lodge" . " It' s a lodge, " she said quietly. I nodded, concentrating...
A huge 1, 000 passenger shuttle roared down the runway and up the gently curving ramp carved from Mt. Wilson until it lifted off, flickering through the clouds in intermittent colors of the rainbow, disappearing into the dark sky above the city. It...