Nobody knew, not even her best friend back home in Indiana knew. Every day it gnawed at her, relentlessly, oppressively, like a blanket of smog over Manhattan on a hot humid summers day! Back in Kokomo, everyone thought that she was the “All American Girl”, prom queen, National Honor Society, blonde hair, blue eyes, singing
Stella Bordon sat a her desk and reviewed the testimony in a divorce proceeding that her client was involved in. “Geesh,” she thought to herself, “this guy is lying through his teeth, Edie is right, he is hiding assets some place!” For the next ten minutes she poured over the deposition of Edie’s husband, and
“You don’t mind working out at my place tonight, do you,” asked Fran? “No, that’s no problem,” Dani replied, “as long as I get my reps in, I really don’t care where I do it!” “Good,” Fran said, “then let’s get to it!” Both women were serious weight lifters who spent much more time and
“Oh, I don’t know,” Angie replied into the phone, “I’ve got all this house work to do, and I have to pick the kids up after school and take them to soccer practice!” “Come on,” Petra shot back, “you haven’t been out of that house in over a week, and besides, we pay membership fees,
Rachel Gimbel pulled into the church parking lot while glancing at her watch, it was early in the morning, about six a.m., so she should have the whole place all to herself. Rachel was a volunteer worker who once a week took a turn cleaning and vacuuming the offices and Sunday school rooms. Having never
“All finished, Mr. Hancock, how do you think it looks,” asked Steve. Bob Hancock surveyed the freshly painted walls and opined, “Great job my boy, we hadn’t had a good paint job in over ten years, and the place was pretty dreary!” “Good,” Steve replied, “I’ll just get all my equipment out of here and
Dell hated working on holidays, away from home, all alone, and bored stiff, not a very pleasant way to spend Christmas day, and worse yet, the surroundings really sucked, seeing as he was a deputy sheriff of Hall County, and had jail duty for the day. Someone had to man the phones and watch the
Craig couldn’t believe his luck! Buying the Sunny Day Motel had been the best decision of his life! He had gotten the idea to install hidden cameras in each room from one of those “Candid Camera” shows on television. Right from the beginning Craig knew that this little ten room motel could be a gold
Terri crammed her way onto into the third car of the Englewood-Howard subway line on her way to the Loop for work, and while it was only 7:00AM, the car was already packed like a can of sardines. After about a month of subway rides, Terri would get fed up and take her car to
She slipped out of her clothing, the responsible person of the day, the business person who was so controlled, falling away with her layers of business attire. As each layer was taken off and tossed aside, she felt more and more free. Each article of clothing was a little bit of her worries discarded. She
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