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Second Chances By Alexander Kung Second Chances - Part 2 It was their special place nestled in Old Man Frank's apple orchard, a crudely built tree house. The old farmer didn't mind. He even supplied the tools and lumber, happy to see a couple of kids willing to play outside and not have their brains rotted out by those newfangled video games. "So you want to try it, Jay?" asked a cute little girl about ten or eleven "Try what, Rani?" asked a cute little boy also about ten or eleven "Come on, you know" Rani said nudging him while blushing a bit "But I don't know how to do it" Jay said turning bright red "What if I suck at it" Sighing in frustration the little girl grabbed the little boy's hands and put them forcefully around her waist. She then wrapped her arms around his neck, puckered her lips and kissed him on the lips. "See was that so bad?" Rani asked "No, not really" Jay said shyly "Good" smiled the little girl "Let's try it a different way. Open your mouth a little bit. Okay, tilt your head a bit. Now close your eyes" Different was hardly the word to describe this kiss. As they made sloppy smacking sounds, It felt like a tingling jolt of electricity was being passed through their bodies. It felt weird but in a really good way. Breaking the kiss they both opened their eyes, stepping away from each other with a deep blush on their faces "WOW!!" Jay said softly "That was Awesome" Rani said turning even a deeper color of red "So..um.." Jay stammered "Do you want to do it again?" "Oh hell yeah!" Rani said with a smirk ~O~ Ryan/Kelly woke up with a big yawn. "What a weird dream" she thought as she stretched out over her bare mattress. It wasn't Kelly's first kiss because the little girl looked nothing like her but it still felt oddly familiar. "Whatever" Kelly thought looking at her alarm clock "I don't have time to dwell on it. I better get dressed and out of here before HE gets up" Quickly, she got up, got dressed and applied her makeup. In the week she had lived as Kelly, she noticed the makeup part got easier and easier to apply as was her lack of embarrassment of wearing it. She only hoped that she would get back to her old self soon before she started to like it too much. The sky was still dark as she sneaked out of her house, leaving her a couple free hours before school. It was a small annoyance but it was worth it to avoid her stepfather. Plus it gave her time to think, which may or may not be a good thing. As she walked down the empty streets lost in her thoughts, she found herself thinking about Jessie, the boy she bullied relentlessly as Ryan Thomas. Lots of confusing and conflicting thoughts raced through her head as she made her way to school. Feelings that should be so wrong but felt so right. On one hand she still wanted to punch his face into hamburger for the suffering his grandmother was putting her through. But on the other hand, she wanted to him to fuck her until she couldn't think straight. She groaned in annoyance as her body reacted to that thought, her nipples hardening and slight wetness in her crotch. "NO WAY" she thought to herself angrily "NO CHANCE IN HELL!" Not paying attention to where she was going she found herself knocked to the ground scattering her books and her money all over the sidewalk. In a flash the person that knocked her over quickly scooped up her money and ran off down the street. "Hey! That's mine!" she screamed in frustration but the guy was already gone Trying hard not to cry, she gathered up her school books from the street. She wondered what she was going to do, that was all the food money she had for the entire week . Finishing up, she sadly trudged on toward school. "Just fucking great" she thought "Now what am I going to do?" ~O~ The day just went progressively shittier and shittier. Jessica Sanders, her old girlfriend as Ryan turned out to be one snotty little bitch. Kelly truly dreaded first period gym class. Normally, Ryan would have given his right nut to be in the girl's locker room, being surrounded by some of the most beautiful girls in school, walking around buck naked. But as Kelly she felt nothing sexual from seeing the girls, instead finding herself contrasting and comparing the more popular girl's bodies with her own. "What are you looking at you little dyke bitch?" sneered Jessica Sanders Keeping silent and her eyes to the floor, Kelly hoped the more popular and prettier girl would leave her alone. She wondered what she ever saw in the girl as she was never like this with Ryan. Maybe she used her fake sweetness with the boys only. "Hey I'm talking to you!" Jessica said grabbing the smaller girl by the hair and slamming her into the lockers "Why are you doing this to me?" Kelly asked painfully "It's real simple" Jessica said cruelly "I just don't like freaky little, tiny titty, trailer trash like you" "Just please leave me alone!" Kelly pleaded softly "When I feel like it" Jessica said throwing Kelly to the floor Miss Tyson, the gym teacher rounded the corner just as Kelly hit the floor. "What the hell is going on here?" asked the stocky woman "I tripped and fell" Kelly said holding her knee as Jessica glared at her "I see" the gym teacher said "Ms Sanders, Ms Daniels get dressed and get to your next classes" Kelly got dressed quickly, a skill that she was becoming very proficient at, and raced to her next class make sure to put as much distance between her and Jessica as possible. ~O~ "Yer gonna try it again?" Tex asked during lunch "Are you a glutton for punishment? "I think I broke the ice with her yesterday." Jessie said shyly "If breaking the ice meant her telling you to fuck off" teased Ericka "Yeah, well" Jessie said looking over in Kelly's direction "Still I want to try again. If she blows me off, then I'll leave her alone" A cute pair of knowing smiles appeared on the face of his two best friends. "What?" Jessie asked "What are you two smirking at?" "We're just so proud of ya" teased Tex "Our little shy boy is growing up so fast" Ericka snickered "Oh bite me, the both of you" Jessie laughed Seriously though" said Tex "It's good to see you show a bit of confidence" "So what are you waiting for? Go talk to her" Ericka said with a smile "Wish me luck" Jessie said taking a deep breath and getting up from the table Kelly sat in her usual place in the corner of the cafeteria. Unable to buy anything to eat, she tried to keep her mind off her stomach by working on some homework from Art class. She noticed she had a gift for pencil art. Within a few moments she transformed a blank sheet of paper into a beautiful landscape of the boardwalk of Norman's beach. "Hey there" said a sweet sounding voice "Do you mind if I join you?" She didn't even look up from her drawing to know who it was. Her face felt a little hot as a bit of red appeared on her face. She hadn't forgotten that little fantasy from the night before, and she found it hard to look at him in the eye. "*sigh* Whatever" she said trying to appear nonchalant while her heart starting beating rapidly Her stomach growled as he set down his tray of food from the school snack bar. She tried not to look like a pathetic beggar, but it looked so delicious and she was really hungry. "You didn't bring anything to eat today?" asked Jessie noticing her body language "Here you can have some of mine." "I don't need any pity or charity from you" Kelly snapped "Whoa calm down" laughed Jessie as her stomach growled louder "Let me guess you're one of those types that gets grouchy if she doesn't get anything to eat." "Har dee har har" Kelly said dryly "Now If your done trying to be funny, please leave me alone" "Hey I get it, you're prideful" Jessie said gently "How about a trade then?" "Lemmie guess, I have to blow you for it, right?" Kelly said with an icy glare "No fucking thanks" "Uh... WOW " Jessie said surprisingly "Not that I wouldn't mind that but I'm not really into paying for sexual favors, least of all with cheap food" "Then what is it you want then?" Kelly scoffed crossing her arms "How about this drawing right here" Jessie said pointing at her boardwalk drawing "I'll give you this swiss and salami sandwich, this apple, a bottle of fruit punch and to sweeten the deal $20" "Bullshit!" said Kelly unconvinced "It just a crappy drawing for art class, why would you want that?" "Because It's not crappy to me. It's beautiful and I want it, plain and simple" said Jessie "So do we have a deal?" She signed the boardwalk drawing and slid it to the boy who gingerly put it into a folder and put it in his backpack. He then handed her the food and a folded up 20 dollar bill. He smiled as she quickly ripped the cellophane off the sandwich and started to wolf it down, looking like a cute little chipmunk with its cheeks full of food. Kelly didn't care how she looked; she was far too busy enjoying her lunch. Who knew that a simple sandwich would taste so damn good? She also felt relived, thanks to the $20 dollars that replaced the lunch money that was stolen from her earlier that morning. All thanks to the boy she used to bully. Sneaking a quick look at him found it harder and harder to hate him. It wasn't bad enough that he was so cute looking to her but he was so.... nice. "Hey...Um..." Kelly started "About yesterday..." "Sorry about that" Jessie blushed "I got caught up in the moment and it looked like you needed a little kiss" "No, not that" Kelly said not quite minding the gentle hug and sweet kiss on the forehead "I meant why did you stop me?" "Because i didn't want you to kill yourself, isn't that enough?" said Jessie "Besides I kind of knew what you were going through" "Yeah? How so?" Kelly asked "It's not easy to talk about" Jessie said sadly "But It wasn't that long ago I wanted to kill myself too" "What?" Kelly asked slightly surprised "Yeah" said Jessie simply "Why?" Kelly asked genuinely interested "What was so bad?" "Two words: Ryan Thomas" said Jessie "He made my life a living hell making sure to beat the hell out of me every day. Being the mayor's son he threw his weight around and got away with it. I don't know what I ever did to him to make him hate me so much, maybe he was just an asshole. Anyway I just couldn't take it anymore" A small knot of guilt formed in Kelly's stomach. Even she forgot the reason why she brutally handed daily beatings on Jessie. Now herself on the receiving end she started to truly empathize with him and felt genuinely sorry for all the hell she put him through. The image of him dying on the floor of The Relic made her feel even worse. "I bet your glad he died instead huh?" Kelly asked not really blaming him if he did "Not really, no" said Jessie "He was an angry hate filled asshole and I don't miss that he's gone but I'm never glad for anyone to die. "So....what stopped you..from you know..going away?" Kelly asked actually shocked at his forgiving nature. "I had friends" Jessie asked nodding toward Tex and Ericka "Without them, I'm sure I would have done it" "Well,I don't have any friends" Kelly said sadly "That's not true" said Jessie "You got at least one if you want it" "Oh yeah who?" Kelly asked "Me" Jessie said flashing his cute dimpled smile "And why would you want to be my friend?" Kelly asked narrowing her green eyes "I like cute blondes that wear black lipstick" Jessie said with a blush Despite herself Kelly felt her mouth form into a sweet shy little smile. He was so sweet and charming. Wait, did he say she was cute? No it had to be a mistake; nobody could like 'Creepy Kelly'. It just wasn't possible, why should she be happy about something like this. "You should do that a lot more often" Jessie said as the bell rung signaling the end of lunch "Do what more often?" Kelly asked raising an eyebrow "Smile more" said Jessie softly and shyly "You really look pretty when you do. I'll talk to you later okay?" Her face turned completely red. There was no mistaking it now, he thought she was pretty. She felt her heart thump as walked away. ~O~ It has been a trying few weeks since he bugged her at lunch. True to his word, Jessie made every effort to be a friend to Kelly. At first she considered him a bit of an annoyance but soon grew to look forward to him being around her. Despite her life still being hard but it was becoming bearable due to him. Getting up early she would wander around a bit, meeting him at a 24 hour mini mart before walking together to school. Ignoring her objections to it, he would always buy her a blueberry muffin or danish for breakfast. It was funny how the little things like that made such a big difference. They didn't have any classes together but he always made time to eat with her during lunch. He tried to get her to eat with Tex and Ericka but she shyly refused, making the excuse that she was ready yet to make new friends. Truth be told, it wasn't that she wasn't ready to make new friends but she just liked their time together. There was just a slight familiar nostalgic feeling about it and she didn't want to share it just yet. "Hey cutie" purred a sexy sounding voice "Jessica said you were the guy to go to help us pass the philosophy final" "If you can help us get a passing grade" purred her twin sister "We'll definitely make it worth your while" Kelly heard the commotion from her locker. Looking down the hallway she saw the McQueen's. Formally his two Knuckle-dragging goon friends, they were a now a pair of sexy well stacked and curvaceous brunettes. They were never a bright bunch to begin with, but now they were a couple of slutty airheads that occasionally joined Jessica in her bullying of Kelly. Apparently the rumors were false about them being sent to a convent much to her chagrin. When they weren't helping Jessica making her life hell, they could usually be seen trying to fuck anything in a pair of pants. "Not my problem" she thought as she grabbed her books for the next class "Look I'm a tutor" said a familiar shy voice "I'm just happy to help" As she saw the boy they were shamelessly flirting with, Kelly gritted her teeth. Slamming her locker loudly, she stomped toward the two girls pushing her way toward the boy they had cornered. Without a word, she snatched the boy by the shirt and dragged him away, much to the displeasure of other girls. "Hey!" Billie shouted "We weren't done with him!" "Fucking flat chested bitch!" sneered Bobbie Kelly ignored the two girls as she dragged the boy by his arm down the hall. "Uh Kelly, what are you doing?" Jessie asked in confusion "Saving you from 120 unidentified STDs" Kelly flatly "What?!? I'm a tutor" Jessie said "I just help people pass their tests,that's it!" "Sure, that how it starts" Kelly said with a glare "Then next thing you know, they're giving you a scorching case of Bering Sea King Crabs" "Wait a minute!" Jessie said raising an eyebrow "You're jealous!?! You are aren't you? Stopping dead in her tracks, she saw how she was holding him by the hand and immediately dropped it like it was a red hot piece of lava. A confused look came over her face as she realized how she was acting. It was idiotic, she wasn't Kelly she was Ryan damnit. Wasn't she? Needing to sort her confusing emotions, she again ran off "What the fuck?" thought an equally confused Jessie "Why does she keep running from me?" ~O~ "Ciao! Buona sera! Felicia" said a well dressed Italian female "How are you today?" It was Ms Forelli, a regular customer and regular connoisseur of fine art. "I'm doing fine" Felicia smiled "It looks like have a little tag along today" "Oh yes" Ms Forelli said warmly "This my little granddaughter Maria, she always wanted to come here" "Hello" smiled the little girl "I saved up all my money to buy something special today " She was a cute little girl no more than about 7 with jet black hair and ice blue eyes. "Well, I'm sure you'll find something special here" Felicia said patting the little girl on the head "Jessie? Could you help Ms Forelli load her purchases into her car?" "Yeah no problem" Jessie said as he led the older woman into the backroom. "Felicia, would it be alright if I asked you to look after my little Maria while I gather my things?" "Of course" Felicia said "So what I can I help you with Maria?" "I want a ring" the little girl said "A real pretty one" "Well we have lots of rings" said Felicia "Anything in particular in mind?" "Actually I do" the little girl said walking over to a nearby glass case, with a familiarity of someone who had been in the store many times. "I want that one" The older woman's eyes grew wide as she saw the ring the little girl was pointing at, a beautiful silver ring with a gem cut blood stone. The same ring she gave to Kelly as a gift right before .... "I always knew this place was magic" the little girl said with a knowing smile "You have no idea kid" Kelly said as she entered the store "When you have a moment, I need to talk to you. Please?" "Why Kelly, you're so polite today" said Felicia "Hey! I've always been polite" the little girl said quickly clasping her mouth after her outburst "Kelly?" asked the older woman incredulously "Is that you?" The little girl nodded sniffing a little bit much to the shocked older girl and older woman. "My name is Maria now" the little girl said trying hard not to cry "I love my new life now, I have a wonderful family that loves me. Please I beg you, don't send me back to my old one" "So I get to live out your crummy life instead?" Kelly said snottily "I don't think so!" "Ryan" Felicia said sternly "Don't start!" "Ryan? Ryan Thomas" the little giggled "HAHAHAHA! I guess fate is truly a bitch isn't it?" "It is not funny!" growled Kelly "Oh but it is" Maria said laughing even harder "The big bully knows now what it's like to be on the other end" "It's not fair" Kelly said as she started to cry "This life sucks" "No it's not fair" Felicia replied sharply "But was what you did to others any better?" "No..." Kelly said truthfully "Well, at least you weren't driven to kill yourself" the little girl said softly "Actually I was" said Kelly softly "Until he stopped me" "He?" asked Felicia "Your grandson" Kelly said with a slight smile "He's been so sweet to me ever since then" "I have noticed you two spending a lot of time together" Felicia said "Yeah" Kelly said blushing a bit "You're falling in love with him aren't you?" asked Maria "Because it sounds like you are" "I...I don't know. I don't know what to think or feel " said Kelly turning bright red "I just want my old life back where shit makes sense" "I told you Kelly, I can't do anything for a while" said Felicia "This situation with Maria complicates things further" "Hey" said the little girl "Obviously you seem a lot stronger than I was, Maybe you were meant for this life." "Maybe you're just saying that because you got such a better one now?" said Kelly bitterly "Maybe" the little girl asked "But were you really happy with your old life? Honestly?" "I don't know what you're talking about" Kelly said uncomfortably "Of course I was!" "You'll make it even worse if you keep being dishonest with yourself" said Felicia "Remember I saw into your soul" Before she could reply, both Jessie and Ms Forelli appeared from the back room "Do you think you bought enough?" huffed Jessie obviously exhausted from packing her minivan with various pieces of art "You can never have enough, caro mio" said Ms Forelli "But enough about my shopping habits. Here you are a strapping young man and you don't even have a girlfriend yet, it's not right" "That not true, there's this one girl I like" said Jessie "Some people think she's weird and creepy however I think she's beautiful. But I don't think she likes me the same way, she keeps running away from me" "Does she have blonde hair, wear black lipstick and have a leather jacket?" Ms Forelli asked narrowing her eyes "Yeah she does" said Jessie "Do you know her?" "Look behind you, idoita" said Ms Forelli He spun around to see his grandmother with a weird smirk on her face, Ms Forelli's little granddaughter with a huge wide grin on her face and Kelly Daniels her face completely flushed red. Jessie couldn't even look at her in the eye, turning bright red himself "Aw, Nonna" said Maria "Look, you embarrassed both of them" "Never you mind that" Ms Forelli said with a smile "Did you find what you wanted?" "Un huh" the little girl said opening her coin purse "But I don't have enough" "You know what we agreed upon" said Ms Forelli "If you don't have enough you can't get it" "But" whined the little girl "I worked really hard" "Gram ,can I?" Jessie asked patting the girl on her head and taking her money "It'll come out your you next paycheck" Felicia said approvingly "Now you know I can't refuse a cute little girl such pretty eyes" smiled Jessie looping the ring on the counter with a silver chain. He then slipped it over the little girls head "I gave you good deal so you have to promise to take care of it okay?" "You are going to spoil my little Maria, Jessie" Ms Forelli said as she looked around the store "No he won't!" Maria said holding two little fists "Hey? Pick one, Jessie" Humoring the little girl he picked the right fist and a large smile appeared over her face. Grabbing a chair she climbed up on it and gave the boy a quick little peck on the cheek "That's where the kiss was hidden" whispered the little girl "Take care of blondie okay? She likes you a lot" "And how do you know that?" Jessie said cocking an eyebrow "I'm a girl and girls know everything" Maria said matter of factly "You've taught her well, Ms Forelli" Jessie said patting the little girl on the head "But of course" smiled the older woman looking at a framed piece of art "How much is this pencil drawing?" "Um that's not for sale I'm afraid" said Jessie Kelly was still getting over her embarrassment of Jessie out right calling her beautiful. Nobody ever said that about her out loud before. Turning her attention to the piece of art they were talking about. She was surprised to see her pencil drawing that she sold him a few weeks ago in a nice antique brass frame. "Oh come now" said the older woman "I must have it. How does $500 sound?" "That very tempting" said Jessie "But... "Just sell it you idiot!" Kelly said a frustrated tone "You can always get another" "And you are, miss?" the said old woman "She is the talented artist that drew it "said Jessie "Impressive. He's right,you are very talented. We may have to talk sometime." said the woman to Kelly as she handed Jessie the money "Maria! It's time to go!" "Okay, Nonna" said Maria giving Kelly a quick hug and whispering something in her ear before taking off "What was that all about?" asked Jessie "Girl Talk" said Kelly ~O~ It was dark when Kelly started her trek home but she wasn't alone. Felicia insisted that he walk her home. It was a quiet walk as both were still too embarrassed to say anything to each other. About a block before her house, she stopped. "Okay I can make it home from here" she said almost sadly "Are you sure you don't need me you walk you to your door?" Jessie asked "I kind of have a bad home life" said Kelly "I don't want to get into trouble by having a boy walk me home" "I understand. Oh before I forget, here. " Jessie said handing her an envelope "This is yours" "What's this?" Kelly said opening the envelope "$400?!?" "Payment for your drawing" said Jessie "Not counting the price of the frame" "But..." said Kelly "I thought I you already paid me for it" "It was worth more than a some food and $20 "Jessie said "It's yours, you earned it" "Thanks" Kelly said folding the envelope and putting it in her pocket "Anyway, I should be heading home" Jessie said turning to walk away "Goodnight Kelly "Hey" she said grabbing his arm "Wait" "Yes?" asked Jessie gently "Why are you so nice to me?" she asked "Because I like you" Jessie said honestly Grabbing both his arms she wrapped them around her waist, and slowly wrapped her arms around his neck. She wasn't sure why she did but it just felt like, she needed to do it. She smiled as she looked into his warm brown eyes as his cheeks flushed a bit. "So you think I'm beautiful huh?" she asked slowly closing her eyes "The most beautiful girl I've ever seen" he whispered slowly closing his eyes "You...are..so.. full.. of... shit" she whispered moving closer "No...I'm... not.." He whispered back ,moving closer A familiar feeling tingling shot through her body as felt his hands on her hips, but that was nothing compared to feeling she felt when their lips touched. It was if a bolt of lightning passed between them, each jolt making it feel a thousand times stronger as they made soft smacking noises. If being held by him made her feel safe, this tender kiss made her feel loved and she never wanted it to end, it felt too damn good ~O~ Back at The Relic a huge wave of pain hit Felicia knocking her to floor causing her to curl up in a ball. As the pain subsided she put her hand to her mouth and pulled away blood..... It was what she feared, the magical backlash was starting. It was one of the oldest rules in Roma magic; whatever you cast in anger will come back 3 fold.......

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The senior Westside mob bosses just finished playing their hands and everyone continued to ignore me until the pot had been gathered up. They were playing poker for fairly small stakes, just a friendly game with quarters for chips it looked like, but I couldn’t tell you for sure what the rules were; a variation of five card draw probably. Then finally, Jonny deigned to speak to me just as a fresh hand was being dealt. “You’re Chancer? Conner here informs me that Antonio ‘Drake’ has gone...

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--- Second Chances --- Part 1 Discovery had finally abandoned its restraint of permission. With words flowing mysteriously from her pen, Vera was finding them both innate and yet foreign, like a thing already known and yet at the same time strangely revelational. Neither the bonds of a pastoral father nor her own youthful ideals were shielding her from the assault -not this time. She knew that it had been a vainful refusal to admit to the a****l’s existence. Terrifying yet cunning, it was a...

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Chances AreChapter 17

Fuck ... wouldn’t you believe it? The battleship-grade steel that layered the entire top of the basement, under the ground floor was still there ... and virtually immaculate, with hardly even a scratch on it! Now I could also see that this impenetrable layer not only covered the floor of the Murder Mansion, but also the houses next door and even under the old warehouse that had stood behind it. It covered, that thick layer of hardened steel, the entire city block where my house had once...

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Xena Versus The Spartans

It was a time of horrible raids by terrible marrauding hordes, which caused untold misery, fear and poverty in all of Pelopones. It was a time when Xena and Gabrielle were needed by all the towns, before it is too late, but she was nowhere to be found. The century before had been a good time for all, under the Cooperation Accord of Olympia, there was piece between all the polises, and Xena could concentrate on petty crime and feuding Gods. But now Xena had been on a mission in Asia for years,...

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Second Thoughts and Last ChancesChapter 36

We never did resolve the matter of my being good, great or evil. My heart told me that none of them were truly applicable. My mind continued to debate whether those labels could ever be used on someone like me. The issues of accountability, responsibility, justice and freedom continued to haunt my thoughts for years after that night. The only thing I did come to terms with was my obsession with truth. Is truth a property of sentences, which are linguistic entities, or is truth a property of...

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Chances AreChapter 5

Now if I had to award a second place prize for the next choicest skirt decorating the room, it would have to be a coin flip between Skulda the Valkyrie Warrior-Maiden or the Green Canary. The others? Who could tell really, under all of those cowls, hoods, masks and full bodysuits. They could have all been dolls or drudges ... who could tell? The Norse babe had it all; youth, a crisp Nordic face with big blue eyes, long braided blonde hair and more than a hint of well-nourished cleavage under...

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Chances AreChapter 18

I woke up sometime in the middle of the night to a pitch black bedroom and at least two warm naked female bodies. There were no street lights on outside and very likely the entire house, along with most of the remaining bits of the Westside, were without electrical power. By feel, I determined that Denise (Firefly) was curled up on my right side, or least her massive tits were. A more slender but nearly equally petite figure dozed on my left, and a brief caress of her hair suggested that this...

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Second Chances

SECOND CHANCES BY PAUL G JUTRAS I would like to dedicate this little story to the on line TG comics that inspired me. Comic sites such as Venus Envy, Xanny?s Curse, The Wotch, Lean On Me, From Here to Forth and EL GOONISH SHIVE. ---- Spring time had come once again. It was the time of year that depressed Jeff more than any other. Even summer didn?t depress him as much as he did when he stood and the cashier ring up the purchases before him of a woman in a hot pink bikini and...

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Note : This story is completely fictional! I always hear the term "dirty old man" referring to a lot of older men that gawk pretty young girls. Well no one really ever mentions "dirty old woman" although there are a lot of us out there. I am one of them myself. Here is my dirty little tale. It was that one summer that changed everything. My husband had died earlier that year and I was left alone in our small country home. My daughter Caroline had just met a wonderful young man whom she would be...

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What Would Be the ChancesEpilogue

Since writing this four chapter story and posting on several websites, I have received numerous feed back; mostly along the same lines, IE the dad should be Mark! Let me try to explain my idea of the story. I wrote this story as a sexual who dun nit! In a normal who dun nit, a murder is committed but in a sexual who dun nit is directly opposite to this and it's a case of who created the new life. The story was aptly named 'What would be the chances' because right from the first chances...

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Second Chances

Instant gratification. That’s what most people want these days. Thanks to instant communication with email, instant shopping online, instant pornography too, we all want exactly what we want, exactly when we want it. That’s what made things so frustrating. Much as I don’t want to admit it, my middle-aged brain has been re-wired to operate in the modern era of instant gratification. She made me wait. I had clicked the “send” button and sent my video clip to my foreign correspondent. She was...

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Second Chances Chapter 30 FINAL Hello my name is Chrissy

Sunday, October 5, 1997 I woke up on my own. I sat up in bed. I remembered last night... or rather I remembered what I wished for. I suddenly got really nervous. What have I done? I'm stuck in 1997 now. I'm stuck as Christina now. I was so caught up in the moment I really didn't think it through. Breathe Chrissy. You asked for this. You wanted this. Yeah, But now it's real. I looked at the mirror in front of me. This is very real. This is me. This is me forever...

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One of my classes is critical to all students graduating high school. They must get a passing grade or else they cannot move on to whatever awaits them beyond the hallowed halls of the only high school in this county. It is English after all, our native language. I moved here from the city because I wanted peace and quiet. I had thought that maybe my experiences would be different. But I see the same amount if not more students just squeak by or drop out. Then they go on to local farms thinking...

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Chances AreChapter 11

Our very private chat now done, we headed on home with naught but a grocery stop at the A&P planned along the way. We agreed that mission number one for tomorrow morning was shopping to seriously upgrade our extremely limited wardrobe. I’d picked up a few basic items of casual clothing at a couple of local used resale shops in North and South Hell over the last couple of weeks, but I still had nothing that our old pal Rags would have been caught dead wearing. We now had the dough, so it...

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Chances

We’ve never met. At least not in person. She is just a screen name to me and an avatar, and I suppose that is all I am to her. A few exchanged messages online. That’s what we share. And perhaps she knows more about me than I do about her, since she’s read some of my stories posted online. She knows a bit of what I look like, at least from the waist down, and she knows my age and where I live. Her? I know where she lives and how old she is, but I have no idea what she looks like. I don’t even...

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We’ve never met. At least not in person. She is just a screen name to me and an avatar, and I suppose that is all I am to her. A few exchanged messages online. That’s what we share. And perhaps she knows more about me than I do about her, since she’s read some of my stories posted online. She knows a bit of what I look like, at least from the waist down, and she knows my age and where I live. Her? I know where she lives and how old she is, but I have no idea what she looks like. I don’t even...

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Chances AreChapter 8

So, on that peaceful Saturday evening I was sitting up on the roof of Murder Mansion, alone and slowly enjoying four fingers of fine quality rye, enjoying the late-night spring breezes and the sounds of the city from off in the distance. Most of the flat roof was covered with a series of four long rectangular greenhouses, but everything inside had been dead for a full decade or more. Orchids most likely, from all of the dried petals on the floor. At the northwest corner of the roof, the...

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Chances AreChapter 16

I muttered something about sandwiches and brewing up a pot of fresh coffee for everyone, back at my place, and a few of the heroines agreed to hang around there for a while. For now, at least, all of the fun, mayhem, and destruction seemed to be over. Most of the gals decided that they’d rather enjoy a long bath at home, along with a dozen or more stuff drinks instead, and most of them made their farewells. Even the horde of newsies and television camera crews started to look bored and began...

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Second Chances Chapter 13 Foolish Games

When Gym class ended, I avoided Fay. I avoided Amber. I was afraid. I was afraid of confrontation. I was afraid of rejection. Much of the school day passed without much drama. My last two classes were uneventful. Since we had a show later this evening the band focused more on honing the field-show. So we ran through that 3 or so times. Occasionally Fay and I would make eye contact and she'd turn away. That was certainly not a good sign. At the end of band class, I was packing up my...

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Second Thoughts and Last ChancesChapter 1

August?? 2004 "Tell me a little about yourself, Doctor." "Why?" I asked the Voice. It came, I supposed, from a face ... but it was a face I couldn't see. The bandages wrapped over my eyes and around the crown of my head kept me blind and in the dark. Was it a male or female voice? I couldn't be sure, but from the speech patterns and word choices I thought it was most likely male. Where the ideas about speech patterns and word choices came from were as much a mystery to me as the...

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Secondment

When my mistress informed me that she would be going away on a business trip for several months I was secretly quite pleased at first, until she informed me that I would be staying with a friend of hers; Mrs Chappell. The dread set in, I knew any friend of hers would not bode well for me. My thoughts turned to my recent dealings with another friend of hers, Miss Allison and I inwardly shuddered. I was not told when she would be going, but about three weeks later, on the appointed day,...

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Second Chances Chapter 3 Questions and Answers

Tuesday, September 23, 1997 Ron's truck stopped in the driveway. Metallica spilling out of the rust and pock-marks of the truck. I laughed to myself. Ron in 2018 is making enough money to drive a Lexus, or rather his wife is. His music taste has changed too. The music stopped as I walked out of the house and down the front porch. I opened the passenger door and threw my backpack onto the seat. Behind the steering wheel was a younger Ron. While Ron is older than I am by a few months, it's...

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Second Chances Chapter 10 Escalation

Thursday, September 25, 1997 I woke up and looked at the clock. 4:59. A minute before the alarm goes off. I get out of bed and stretch. The alarm goes off and I stop it. It's a new day. I feel great. I have a spring in my step. Today is going to be another great day in the life of Christina Demarco. I walked over to my closet to pick out my clothes for today. The floral dress I found in my closet looks nice. I hadn't wore a dress to school yet. Let's try these heels too. I...

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Second Chances Ch 06

We arrived at the casino on Friday at 8 PM, a full 2 hours later than our plans. It took us a while to get out of Portland and get there. Weekend traffic, getting away from work, an accident on the highway. Both Jerry and I had last minute emergency issues to clear at work before we could leave. It all conspired against us, but we finally made it. It’s Jerry’s birthday this weekend. We’ve been living together again for about 11 months now, and we both needed to get away from work and be with...

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Second Chances Chapter 17 Youre Makin Me High

During the car-ride home, I talked about my day. About how I made the track team. About how hard my first track practice was. Ron asked about Chase. I talked about date night tomorrow. I said nothing about Jessica. I drove us all home. When Cindy and I arrived home, I decided I needed to shower if I was going to Jessica's house. "Hi Mom," I said passing her in the kitchen. "I'm going to go over a friends this afternoon." She gave me a look. "We're not going to have a repeat of...

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What Were the Chances

July 1st 2013 I had just started a long shift behind the bar and I wasn’t in the mood for being friendly to customers. I’d had a row with my boyfriend, Chris, before I’d left the house. I can’t even remember what the row had been about; it was that meagre and irrelevant. The cause of the arguments never stayed put in my mind because the rough make up sex would always wipe my memory of the reasons why. Thankfully, the bar had been quiet that night, so my cheeks only slightly ached from the...

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Second Thoughts and Last ChancesChapter 3

The passing of time was no longer a blur to me, the way it had been just instants before. Time was moving, and fairly fast, but now it was more like a movie put on fast forward rather than the vapor trail it had been. And my memories were returning, no longer events to be observed, but actual pieces of myself and my life; just a trickle at first, but as one moment made itself known it was quickly followed by another, and another ... faster and faster and faster, until the trickle was a flow,...

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Second Chances Chapter 22 Go The Distance

Thursday, October 2, 1997 I woke up to my alarm clock. I was still clutching the cordless phone. I had dried tears around my eyes. The events of last night came flooding back to me. It was such a good day until I screwed it up at the last possible moment. I slogged out of bed and forced myself to get ready for school. I pulled out a blue skirt and tossed it onto my bed. I wasn't feeling happy. I really wasn't into looking cute right now. So I pulled put a black t- shirt and tossed...

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Second Chances Chapter 18 Face Off

I am sitting on my couch watching American Idol with my roommate. I remember living here. But I don't anymore. My roommate doesn't live with me anymore. I think she moved. She says something to me about the last singer. I can't remember what. I smile at her. I wish we weren't roommates. I'd totally try to date her if she wasn't my roommate. Maybe if I flirt just a little more. My cellphone rings. I look at the caller ID. It's Ron. I flip open the phone and answer it. "Hey man," I...

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Second Thoughts and Last ChancesChapter 16

When I left the safe house, a quick glance at my watch told me I'd been there the better part of seven hours. It was all I could do to keep from bouncing up and down on my toes like Peggy or Tink were prone to do whenever they got excited. I couldn't believe Roberts had gone unnoticed for so many years. Why hadn't someone picked up on the signs? The man was absolutely convinced of his own intellectual and professional genius. No one was as smart, or clever, or ... just think of an...

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My Missed Out Chances

Hi, Glad to meet you all again thru ISS. I have been reading stories in this site for 5+ years and I have written my experiences as well here. Today, I’m not going to write anything sexy but the missed out chances. If I had capitalized those chances, it could have led me to have sex with those girls/ladies. About me, I’m from South Tamilnadu and right now in Chennai. Year 1991: I don’t know when exactly I started getting addicted to sex. But I could still remember it started at the age of 6 or...

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Chances AreChapter 9

“I get the idea, rather clearly, that most of your ‘relationships’ have been with other women. Same I think for nearly all of the other super-heroines that I’ve met so far. You’re all Sapphists ... and most of you nearly exclusively lesbian. Odds are that none of you, including yourself, would find any long term romance with a man, such as myself, satisfying or enduring. I’d just be an isolated, momentary, object of dalliance. In fact, chances are that none of your relationships with other...

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Chances AreChapter 15

Chances were, if I could help it ... that not a single bullet was going hurt me or any of my mortal friends! As for most of the three dozen or so assembled super-powered heroines, there wasn’t one of them really that was the least bit frightened by gaggles of gunsels spewing lead! Some, especially the mightiest ones on the front line, were innately bullet-proof and others had protective armor in their costumes or else were just too fast to be hit either in flight or on the run. A cameraman...

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Second Chances Ch 10

Sarah came back to earth slowly, feeling a sense of wonder and peace that awed her. So this was what it felt like to be Brian’s love. She grinned, slightly sorry for all the other women of the world who would have to settle for something less. Brian had rolled onto his back and pulled her halfway on top of him. Her head was resting on his broad chest, and his hand was cupping her bottom. His deep, steady breathing told her that he was asleep. She leaned her head back to look at him. Silvery...

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Second Chances Chapter 4 Going through the motions Part 1

I eventually found my English homework. I skimmed it to see what Christina wrote before I handed it in. It went completely over my head. Either she's a better student than me, or that is literally the same BS I wrote 20 years ago. I was able to follow along with the rest of the class and it triggered long forgotten memories. I was called on once. I BS'ed something about fake culture and Holden Caufield's pessimism. It wasn't hard honestly. After all, I came from a year that society had...

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Second Thoughts and Last ChancesChapter 14

My second or third greatest work related failure occurred in May of 1994 when I was forbidden by an Act of Congress from ever setting foot within the State Department. This happened almost immediately after my first and only tour of our major European embassies. This was followed quickly, in congressional terms, three months later by a second Act designed to keep me away from the Justice Department. I guess they figured by then that I was already so deep into the FBI that it was pointless to...

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Second Chances Chapter 7 Take Two

Wednesday, September 24, 1997 The alarm buzzer went off. The same confusion from yesterday washed over me. But this time I reminded myself I was not home in 2018, but in high school in 1997. I groaned, immediately regretting my decision on setting my clock for so early. I kicked my legs out of bed and turned off the alarm clock. I stood up and stretched my arms out, arching my back and extending my boobs forward. Yup. I'm still Christina. I flicked on the bedroom light and...

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Second Chances Chapter 27 I Wanna Dance With Somebody

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Second Chances Chapter 6 Homework

My mom hugged me and congratulated me as I showed her my new licence. I looked at the licence in my hand. It was very simple. Very much not like the more complex security-enhanced licences in the future. This was just a laminated piece of paper with my picture and personal information on it. I looked at the picture of me. I'm not facing the camera because looking straight ahead was reserved for 21 plus year old drivers. I am looking kinda cute in this picture. Wait.. where did that...

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Second Thoughts and Last ChancesChapter 7

I went upstairs, showered and changed clothes then went back down to the kitchen and retrieved the vials of blood in their little lunch box cooler. I took the cooler and my coat, got into my car and drove to Langley. As soon as I got into my office I picked up the phone and began dialing. "FBI, Coburn." the light tenor voice announced. "Number one, this is Doctor Blacktower ... do you recognize my voice?" "Yes sir, of course. What can I do for you sir?" "I'm sending you a package...

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Second Thoughts and Last ChancesChapter 17

In 1981, President Ronald Reagan generated Executive Order 12333, which, among other things, stated that "No person employed by or acting on behalf of the United States Government shall engage in, or conspire to engage in, assassination." This order had been preceded by similar restrictions from Presidents Ford and Carter. I've often wondered about the legality of presidential Executive Orders. Are they? Legal, I mean? Less than a law? More than an Act of Congress? The same? Do they...

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Second Thoughts and Last ChancesChapter 4

How many people through the long history of the world have looked back on their lives and wondered, 'When did it all go wrong?' Do you suppose Napoleon ever asked himself that question? The fact is that even if you knew precisely when it happened, what difference would it make? What could you possibly do with that priceless bit of information? I can do some pretty amazing things, but time travel isn't among them. Unfortunately, one of the things I do have is an exceptional memory. Using...

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Second Thoughts and Last ChancesChapter 8

I was the junior partner in a Psychiatry/Psychology practice in D.C. The two senior partners are former Air Force Colonel Evan DeBerg and Dr. Janis Karpinski, both psychiatrists with decades of combined experience. I'm the psychologist of the group. Evan and I formed our partnership in '96 after I received my MS and he resigned from active duty. Janis joined us later that year. Technically I'm one of the senior partners, but we agreed that their names should precede mine; partly in...

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Second Thoughts and Last ChancesChapter 22

Two distinctly different sounds assaulted my ears and woke me up. The first was the insistent electronic beeping of a cell phone near my head. The second was the low, thudding pounding on the hotel room's door. I rolled over on my side, gently easing Lilly onto the carpet next to me, looked around and spotted the cell phone lying under the coffee table. I picked it up and thumbed the button. "Hello?" "Ike?" It was my sister. "Hey beautiful." "I've been calling for two hours....

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