The Great Pitstop Pandemonium - ConclusionDaphne’s head was spinning. She had suggested drawing them out into the open, but she had not figured on the idea that he would drug and take them... take them...
She wasn’t exactly sure where she was, only that she could feel a cool breeze on her face, and her head was spinning - no, wait a minute, it wasn’t her head was spinning, it felt as if she was immobile and spinning at the same time...
She opened her eyes, to see the sky spinning slowly in front of her. She tried to move he r hands to stop it, but as she glanced to her side she could see she was secured with heavy leather straps to a white wooden board, and it was this that seemed to be moving. As the platform slowly turned, she looked to one side, and a short distance away she could see Velma, strapped to a similar board with a thick leather pad covering her mouth.
“Which would explain the taste of rubber in my own,” Daphne thought to herself as she tried moving her own li
Hospital TraumaAs Coleen Wicks walked into the clinic on that summer's day, she had no idea she was destined to play an important part in a story that would never ever be fully told. But then, that's always the lot of the background player - the role they play is never really understood, never really appreciated. The plain truth is, as I saw her come into the reception area and walk towards the changing rooms, it was her height and build that told me she was perfect for my need.Hospital Trauma2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I put down the way out of date magazine back on the seat and followed her, making sure I wasn't seen as she walked through a plain white door. I had identified it at previous visits as the Nurse's changing room - the perfect place to make my preparations for that day.
I looked from side to side and slipped in, making sure I did not make a sound. There was Coleen, standing in front of her locker, hanging her red leather jacket up inside as she took out a starched white nurses' dress
Missed Her By That Much... In The EndDave turned his head as he heard Alex and Katie laughing under their hoods, but said nothing as he got behind the wheel and set off....Missed Her By That Much... In The End2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Thank you, Charlotte, I think that will take care of things for the moment - I’ll bid you a good day.”
Charlotte Danson smiled at her lawyer as he put on his coat and collected his briefcase. The twenty two year old was wearing a Springsteen concert t-shirt, with the cover of Born in the USA on the front, grey leggings with baggy white socks pulled over the bottom, and a pair of slippers on her feet. Her long dark hair fell over her shoulders, while her blue eyes sparkled almost as much as her smile.
“I’ll be in touch,” Mr Peabody said as he walked with her to the front door of the flat, doffing his hat before he left. As she closed the door, Charlotte stood with her back to it and sighed - it had been one hell of a morning, running from pillar to post, but finally she was in a posit
Missed Her By That Much... At Her Flat8.30 amMissed Her By That Much... At Her Flat2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The grey van did not look out of place as it pulled up beside the Victorian terraced house. From inside, the two men looked at the front door.
“Which flat is it?”
“Ground floor - I suggest we go round the back and park, and then come in from the rear entrance.”
The driver nodded as he set off again, turning down the service road as a tall, dark haired girl came out of the front of the building and walked down the street.
“What time’s your first lecture?”
Katie looked up from the breakfast bar and replied “Ten o’clock - I’m going to head off in a few minutes. You?”
Alex smiled as she said “Not until twelve, so I’m going to hit the shops first.” She was a short, slightly rotund girl, with short cut black hair, and was wearing a white t-shirt over a dark blue long sleeved top, a pair of blue denim shorts, dark leggings and knee length tan leather boots.
Katie was taller and thinner, with
I Told You...“Oh come on, Betty, it will be exciting. Nothing can possibly go wrong, Betty. It will be a blast Betty - we will be the heroes of the...”I Told You...2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“All right, all right - so I goofed. I’m sorry - but we need to find a way out of this.”
Veronica looked at her friend, as the man pulled her hands behind her back and she heard the ripping sound of silver tape coming off a roll, and let out a sigh. Betty was right, in a way - she had persuaded her to come into this, and now they were both in trouble.
Them and their friend Ethel...
The day had started just like any other at Burnfield College - the students walking in, chatting to each other and looking forward to their classes. For Veronica Berry, the first class of the day was Drama - a subject she tried her best at, but even she had to admit she was better at the technical and writing side then the acting.
That was the forte of her two best friends - Betty Drake and Ethel Corman. They had been friends for years,
Party Poopers“Well, I’ll give you full credit, Ellie, that is one hell of a costume for the party.”Party Poopers1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Eleanor blushed at the compliment from Harriet, as she looked at herself in the mirror of her bedroom. The two girls had been invited to a party at a club Eleanor’s father was a member of, and the theme, naturally enough for the time of year, was horror.
“Yeah,” Eleanor said as she looked over at the redhead, “but it’s not exactly me, is it?” She was wearing white nurse’s uniform, the top buttons undone and a thick blue canvas belt around her waist, but there was a stain at the front to represent blood. She had used tomato juice - and the uniform was an old one of her mother’s. Her long brunette hair was pulled back in a ponytail, and she had sued a combination of flour and soot from an old coal fire to make herself look more ghoulish. The outfit was completed by a pair of black fishnet tights and a pair of Edwa
Missed Her By That Much... At The University10 amMissed Her By That Much... At The University2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
As he pulled into the yard at the back of the university building, Jack looked round before climbing out of the driver’s seat and walking round to the side door. As he opened it, Katie and Alex looked round, their heads now covered in brown burlap bags.
“You going to be able to keep an eye on them,” he said to Dave, who was sitting with his arms on his knees watching the two girls wriggle round.
“Yeah, I’ll be fine,” he said with a big smile, “you go and get the Charlotte chick, and we’ll be on our way tout suite.” Jack smiled a she picked up a toolbox and closed the van door, walking towards a rear entrance to the building.
“Thank you for dropping by - I’ll see you at the tutorial tomorrow.”
Professor Jane Lawton watched as the dark haired student walked out of her outer office and down the corridor, her coat hitting lightly on the back of her legs as she did so. Professor Lawton was
Go Go Bound“All right, gentlemen, please welcome to the dance floor – DUSTY!!”Go Go Bound6 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
The men started clapping and cheering as the dark haired beauty came out on the dance floor, smiling as she started dancing to the music of Marmalade. The Go Go A Go Go may not have been the most originally name bar in the town, but it was one of the best known and most appreciated, especially by those of a certain age.
The club itself was jointly owned by Maria and her sister Beth – Maria worked front of shop, running the bar and keeping the customers happy, while Beth ran back of house and booked the dancers. Dusty was one of the most popular, as she danced on the stage, the metallic sheen of her pop art dress gleaming under the Krieg lights.
Her dark hair was arranged in a high beehive, held in place by an army of Kirby grips and a mass of Silvikrin hairspray. Her sleeveless dress had black borders separating the solid blocks of white, blue, red and gold, while her legs were
The Birthday and the Party - part 6“Now then my fair slave,” I said as I looked at Sam, “how am I going to make sure you cannot escape from my clutches?”The Birthday and the Party - part 61 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Sam looked at me, then bowed her head and held her hands out, saying “I place myself in your hands, O fair and just master.”
“Good,” I said as I picked up some more rope, “because I have plans for you.”
“May I make one request first?”
“OF course, my slave.”
“Take off the poncho and hat.”
I threw them to one side and started to bind Sam’s wrists together, the only other sound the squeak of leather and rope, but I wasn’t paying any attention to my sister or Sam’s mother – I was focusing my attention fully on the woman of my dreams, as I passed the rope between her wrists, and started to kiss her as I held her in my arms.
Our lips were locked for what seemed to be an eternity, as we just enjoyed being so close to each other, her hands resting against my
Mark's soulmate - part 2I sat looking at her for a moment, trying desperately to stop my heart busting out from my chest, and then said in a very hoarse voice “Perhaps we can take this a step at a time first.” Picking up another long silk scarf, this one blue, I said “Put your ankles together for me.”Mark's soulmate - part 21 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Samantha smiled and lifted her legs up, putting her feet on my lap as she shuffled round and relaxed. I wrapped the scarf round her ankles, binding them firmly together as I said “Let’s see how you feel with both your wrist and ankles tied before I do anything else. If you like it, I can carry on - if not, then we can stop there and then.”
“How did it feel when it happened to you the first time,” she said as she wriggled her hose covered toes at me. I hoped to God she did not notice the way that affected me, before saying “Scary as hell - it was an armed man who did it to me and Kristen. In fact, it was that which made me l
The Birthday and the Party - part 1When Regina opened her eyes, she knew something was different. She just could not put her finger on what. The alarm had gone off as usual, playing the soft rock she liked to listen to. She could hear voices downstairs, which would indicate either Mark or Kristen were up. So far, so good.The Birthday and the Party - part 11 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
So what was it? They had gone out for a meal, last night, as they had planned. She had worn her new Dior trouser suit, Kristen a brown jumper, leather skirt and high heels, and Mark had even agreed to wear a tie. That had gone well.
They had come home, had a hot drink, and then they went to bed. All perfectly normal - and yet something was not quite right. She tried to bring her hand down to scratch her nose- and then she realised what was not quite right.
She could not move her hand. Looking up, she saw it was tied to the headboard with a long red silk scarf. A look to the other side confirmed both arms were in the same predicament. “Right,” she said to herself, “I’m tied up
The Three Ages of Gwen - 1The Three Ages of Gwen - 13 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Come on, you dweeb Grandpa will be waiting for us."
Gwen Tennyson laughed as she ran after her cousin towards the Rustbucket, the old camper van that her grandfather had been using to drive them around the country all summer. When she had first heard about the trip, two things had upset her more than anything. Firstly, been stuck in a vehicle that looked like it was been held together with duct tape and not much else. Secondly, having to spend the entire summer not just with her grandfather, but also with the idiot that was her cousin, Ben Tennyson.
She was dressed in her usual clothing a light blue top with darker blue sleeves that came to just over her elbows, white Capri pants and trainers, with her red hair held back by a single clip. The top had her favourite cat motif on the front. As for Ben, he was wearing that shirt and shorts combo again.
The holiday had started badly, and had threatened to get w
Wrapped Up In WorkAly was bored - the day had been one of those where there had been few customers, and even fewer sales, so when her manager had left an hour earlier and told her to lock up when the store closed she knew it was going to be worse. She looked at the customer by the shelves of everyday scarves and smiled, hoping that would encourage her to buy something.Wrapped Up In Work2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She looked the type to wear a scarf - about five foot six, wearing a brown dogtooth design jacket and skirt, with light hose and brown leather shoes with a short heel. She had short brown hair cut into a tight bob. “At least I might make some sales, and save the day for La Beauté des Foulards,” she said to herself.
The shop was a small one, tucked into the corner of an old Victorian arcade, and specialised in scarves of all shapes and sizes. Rachel liked it for that, and smiled at the young assistant behind the counter. The girl had shoulder length black hair, and was wearing a white blouse
Two by Two1st MayTwo by Two2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Right - you two, get in there and don’t give us any more trouble!”
Chantel glared at the two masked men as she and her secretary Devon were pushed into the store room of the office. It was the lunch break, and they had hoped to catch up with some filing and other paperwork after a week in which they had managed to shift over twenty properties.
Instead, the two men had come in after the last of the rest of the staff had left, locked the doors and held them at gunpoint. Devon, fearful for their safety, had immediately raised her hands, the sleeves of her light grey jacket slipping down as it opened to show her black camisole. Chantel had been less easy to co-operate, but the very large pistol that had been shown to her was very persuasive.
She had allowed them to pull her hands behind her back and bind her wrists tightly with the thick rope, then stood impassively, her face framed by her long brown hair as Devon received the same treatment.
The Birthday and the Party - part 5“I still can’t believe it,” Sam said as we walked into her hallway, “we won a trip to LA?”The Birthday and the Party - part 51 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Yup – a couple of country hicks going to see the sights of tinsel town,” I said as I put the envelope down, and then took her in my arms. “Congratulations,” I said as I kissed her, smiling as she put her arms around me.
“Same to you,” she said quietly as she looked at me, before Linda came in and said “Come on you two – plenty of time for that later, right now there’s a bottle champagne in the fridge.”
“What the... Did you think we were going to win?”
“I thought you were in with a damned good chance,” Jennifer said as she came in with Mum and Kristen, “but it’s there for your mother, actually.” I smiled at my own stupidity, and then followed them into the living room with Sam, as Jennifer went to a cupboard and took out some champagne
The Birthday and the Party - part 4The event was taking place at the local Community College, and as we got closer it was obvious a lot of people from the town had come – and a lot of the fellow students of Sam and me. I stepped out, leading Sam by her leash as we walked into the main entrance, and straight into a group of my friends.The Birthday and the Party - part 41 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Wow,” own of the jocks said, “Where in Mexico did you manage to catch that beauty, stranger?”
“Somewhere you will never go,” I grumbled as I led Sam into the large hall, where other people in bright costumes were standing around and talking. She held her hands out for me, and smiled as I removed the cuffs and the leash from her collar.
“See you later,” she said as she gave me a kiss, and went to join some of her friends, while I walked over and joined some of mine.
We stood around, talking about some of the girls and telling jokes, before I heard the DJ saying “Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to our Halloween Hop – so let
Tied with PrejudiceIt is indeed a truth universally acknowledged that a young man in possession of a small fortune must be in want of a good wife. It is also a truth, not so universally acknowledged, that a young man who is not in possession of such a fortune may seek to gain that fortune by ways both fair and foul. Some six months after the events I related in my previous tale, an event occurred which showed both the truth of that latter statement, and also the strength of character that comes not from noble breeding but from the heart.Tied with Prejudice2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
As I say, some six months had passed since that happy day when I had pledged my troth to Darcy, and my sister Jane had also joined and become Mrs Charles Bingley. The time had seemed to pass most quickly, with all the balls and arrangements that are suddenly thrust upon the young wives of well known men, but we had finally managed to arrange some time away from the social whirl and just be ourselves once again.
So it was that on a warm summer’s day Jane and I were
The Birthday and The Party - part 2We locked lips for a few minutes, before I smoothed several strips of tape over Sam’s lips and led her up to my bedroom. I set her down on the bed, and said “We have a little quality time, who don’t we cuddle a little.”The Birthday and The Party - part 21 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Sam nodded at that as I taped her ankles, then her legs below the knees, before helping her to lie on her side. Lying down behind her, I started to put my arm around her, my fingers stroking over her chest as my lips touched the back of her neck.
I heard her muffled moan as she pressed back against me, allowing me to kiss the side of rhea neck as she mewled in appreciation. I knew we only had a little while, but I wanted to enjoy it, as I whispered false menaces into her ear and she giggled with you.
“I’m back,” Kristen said as she came in, and looked in on Mum. She was lying on the couch, contentedly watching her DVD as I came down the stairs.
“So,” Kristen said as she looked at me, “Yo
Staying inKirsty stood in front of the mirror, running the red stick over her lips as she puckered them in her reflection. Eventually, satisfied with the way they were looking, she dropped the covered stick into her handbag and looked at herself again.Staying in2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“You’ve still got it, Kirsty,” she said to herself with a smile. She was rapidly approaching her fiftieth birthday, but looked younger thanks to her personal trainer and diet. Her long blonde hair was cut in a fringe over her eyes, while the purple sleeveless dress she was wearing hugged her figure. It was accentuated by the wide black leather belt she was wearing around her waist, and the hem came to just above her knees.
Walking into the front room, she sat on the chair and started to put on the purple wedge shoes that matched her dress. Once her daughters were there, the plan was to surprise her own mother on this, her seventieth birthday, with a meal out at an exclusive restaurant.
Glancing at her Cartier watch, Kirsty s
Costume CrimeNo - no, it was not how I expected to spend the night of October 31st, thank you very much. If anything, it was the last thing I expected to be doing - but still, you have to admit, there was an unmistakeable sense of style about her...Costume Crime2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Laytonville Ladies Circle have held their Halloween Party for more years than I can remember - my mother used to tell me stories of some of the ones she had attended, and Grandmamma told of the times after the war, so when I received an invitation I felt on top of the world, almost as if I was finally been noticed in this backwoods town.
The grand dame of the Circle was Wilhelmina Cordier, known to her close friends as Willy, and to just about everyone else in town as the bitch from the house on the hill. Her temper and rudeness were almost as legendary as her fortune, but most people tolerated her on account of the fact she was the patron of every publicly good cause in the town. As the lady in charge, she always in
As Time Goes By - Part 11“Uncle Dave? Am I just being stupid, or isn’t there a big flaw to your plan?”As Time Goes By - Part 112 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Dave looked at June, the smile still fixed on his face, and said “go on?”
“Well, if Benson is as well connected as you think he is, isn’t he going to track down you by finding out where the web page is hosted, and then your home address?”
“Do you know, Gina,” Dave said as he looked over to his wife, “our smart niece may have a point. Should we be worried about Mister Benson tracking us down and paying us a visit rather than the ransom?”
“Well, I guess that would be a concern, Dave,” Gina said with a smile, “if we had not taken certain sensible precautions.”
June looked at both of them, before saying “Just where is your web server based anyway?”
“For most purposes, my dear, the server is based way out of this country. For the purposes of Mr Benson, however, the route will take him
KnockingIt was the knocking that Alicia first noticed when she walked into the flat. It sounded as if the guy in the flat next door was trying to put up shelves, and had once again forgotten to tell them that he would be working so loudly. She made a mental note to say something to him when she popped down to the corner shop later, and satisfied herself for the moment with thinking what choice words she would share with him.Knocking3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It had been a long day at the travel agency, not helped by the warm weather and the ridiculous outfit that the manager insisted his staff wore. At least the blokes got to take their jackets off all the women had to keep on the heavy blue blazer that formed part of their uniform, alongside the matching knee length skirt and white blouse. A blue silk square was around her neck like a cravat, which showed clearly through he undone top buttons as she looked at herself in the mirror. The one saving grace was that she
The Birthday and the Party - part 9No, I’m not going to tell you what happened next – not here anyway. Let’s just say Sam completely surprised me, and when she was done, we cuddled and kissed for quite some time afterwards.The Birthday and the Party - part 91 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
What I will say is this – at about ten in the morning, Linda finally came in, untied Sam, and left me to her tender mercies for a little while longer. It was eleven by the time the two of us finally appeared downstairs, having showered, and in my case put on a spare pair of jeans and a t-shirt that I had left there previously as well as some clean boxers and socks.
Sam has put on a pair of denim shorts over a pair of black sheer hose, and an open necked blue polo shirt. A pair of black ballet slippers kept her feet clean on the floor as we walked into the kitchen – to find nobody there.
There was a note, however, that said “Gone shopping – we’ll get some lunch out, and then come back to get Mark. Regina.”
“What do you
The Birthday and the Party - part 3It took me a good ninety minutes to get in and out of town, especially as I had to get a cab home with the three clothes bags, but as I came back in I could hear Mum and Kristen squirming round on the floor and talking to each other. I looked in the doorway, and said “Everything all right?”The Birthday and the Party - part 31 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Hysssvrytfngslvly,” Mum said, but I could see the hem of her skirt had ridden up, while Kristen was shaking her head as she looked on.
“Well, you hold that thought, and I’ll get some snacks together – right after I put these upstairs.” I held up the clothes bags and then left them to struggle some more, while I deposited the bags in the rooms and then sorted out some dips, strips of vegetables and drinks.
Only then did I go through and untie them, allowing Mum to runt to the bathroom while Kristen finally had a chance to take her boots off. “I need a long shower and a night out of boots,” she said with a sigh.
Missed Her By That Much... At The Deli11.30 amMissed Her By That Much... At The Deli2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“Right,” Dave said as he parked the van outside Manny’s Deli, “You keep an eye on the four back there. I’ll go in, find Charlotte, and bring her out here.”
“Sounds good,” Jack said as he looked at the four captives, quietly mewling under the canvas hoods. “Your four ladies just stay quiet now, and we’ll be able to let you go soon enough.”
Climbing out from the front of the van, Dave stood on the double yellow lines that lined the road by the pavement, and walked towards the wooden and glass door with a sign saying “Open” on the front. Opening the door, he saw that the deli was empty, save for a young woman standing behind the counter.
She was about five foot four tall, with short blonde hair, and was wearing a short sleeved blue blouse and long trousers, with a pair of comfortable trainers on her feet. “Hi,” she said as Dave walked towards her, “Can I