What Feats He Did That DayChapter 16
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On Monday morning, in real life, I found myself in the middle of Casablanca. I was at the governor's press office at eight on Monday morning. They apparently would be there at nine. Fortunately, there was a Java Cava just down the street within easy "wheeling" distance so I was able to pass the time by becoming even more anxiously caffeinated.
Even more fortunate, though, was the promised presence of Miss Krissy Mackley. The poor woman took her first step onto the ice at ten o'clock. She broke through precisely at 10:01, when she conflated the middle initial and last name of her boss, the Honorable Edward S. Platte. By 10:05, when she finished reading her statement, she was floundering in freezing water. The prey was wounded. The press moved in for the kill, their tongues firmly fixed in their cheeks.
"Will Governor Splat be doing any cliff-diving on this trip, Krissy?"
"Did you really mean to suggest, Krissy, that the Governor intends to ask the legislature to increase the size of the highway 'strut' fund?'"
"Could you explain the Governor's veto of the 'right at work' bill in any more depth?"
"You guys!" Krissy stamped her foot in frustration. We roared with laughter. The staff lined up behind her all found something fascinating to look at in the back of the room.
There's always one guy who doesn't get it, of course. One guy who, no matter how far out the envelope goes, has to push it just that little bit further.
"So, I'm sorry." My raised hand attracted Krissy's attention. "Did you say he was dove-hunting or duck-hunting?"
It seemed a legitimate question to me, but the entire room suddenly went as quiet as a graveyard. I looked around, conscious of the fact that I had just popped the bubble.
"And just what is the interest of the... ?" she asked. "Mr... ?
"Rick Handley?" I answered. "Uh, Charleston Messenger?" I had spoken in that tone of voice that suggests that I actually didn't know either my name or that of my paper, and I was beginning to hear snickers.
I had committed the cardinal sin of allowing Krissy to regain her composure. She stood at the lectern, her arms folded across her chest.
"You're obviously new," she said with as much condescension as she could. "Is there a problem? Is your editorial board against —" she paused to look at the press release from which she had started reading "— duck hunting?"
"No, ma'am," I said over the laughter. "Not in season. But my understanding is that there isn't a state in this country that allows duck hunting in May. Is he out of the country? Or perhaps I'm mistaken?"
That shut everyone up again. But this time they were all looking at Krissy. Krissy was looking down at the paper on her lectern, quite clearly the source of all her knowledge, and then back at the press office staff. They were again staring off into the distance.
"I'll have to, um, get back to you on that, Mr. Handley," she said. "If there are no further questions, thank you, ladies and gentleman of the press corpse."
We roared again at her pronunciation of "corps," and she left in a huff. With her assistant huffers right behind her.
I was instantly voted an assistant membership in the newly formed Reporters Corpse Association and given a nickname: "Skewer." I hung around for another hour, meeting the other men and women of the Association, all of them from other state newspapers.
"So, buddy," I said to Inigo that evening. "We were pretty damn good yesterday, weren't we?
"We won," he said coldly.
"Won?" I threw my head back and laughed. "We kicked their asses."
"They were idiots," Inigo said. "Paper thieves. Cardboard fencers. If they were any good, you would have been on the ground, 'buddy, ' and I would have had a sword in my back."
"I was great," I insisted.
"You were adequate," he said.
"Oh, fuck you. You're just jealous because you drank too much and fell asleep last night."
"Draw your sword!"
"Inigo," I protested, "come on..."
"Draw your sword," he growled.
I drew my sword. Three seconds later it was lying in the dust of the street and the townspeople were laughing at me. This time I didn't think I was going to be able to say anything clever to get them back on my side.
"You think six days is enough to learn fencing?" Inigo asked.
"No," I said, downcast. "I guess it's not."
"Pick it up, Handley. We have much more work to do."
The press conference on Tuesday morning was uneventful. A chastened Krissy Mackley confessed that the press release from which she had read was incorrect, although she evidently had no interest in taking responsibility for that herself. Governor Platt was in fact dove-hunting at a private reserve in Texas.
The RCA gave her a pass on that mistake. There wasn't any other news and no one, other than maybe some dove lovers, really cared what kind of birds the Governor was going to be shooting. We were done after a half hour, and I decided to stop by the Java Cava on my way home. I had developed a taste for their half-caf skim milk double lattéchino, and was headed back to drop another four bucks. I sat there for a few minutes trying to think up something for Wednesday's story. My story yesterday had been about the Governor's "right to work" veto and his coddling favor with the powerful state employees' unions. It wasn't that strong and I hadn't been surprised not to see it in this morning's paper.
"Are you the reporter?"
A woman slid into the seat across the table from me, furtively looking from side to side as if she were concerned about being followed.
"I am a reporter, yes," I said. "From the Messenger."
She nodded.
"I saw you at the press conference this morning. Can we talk somewhere else?"
I shrugged.
"Sure. Although walking down the street with a guy in a wheelchair's going to make you pretty conspicuous."
She looked down. Apparently she hadn't realized I was chair-bound.
"Can we meet somewhere?"
I was tempted to offer a parking garage late at night. But the parking garages in Charleston weren't as numerous as those used by Woodward and Bernstein. And I wasn't all that fond of the dark.
"Lunch?" I suggested.
"Where?"
I thought for a moment.
"Do you know Tony's Deli? Two blocks down on Fourth?"
"No."
"Good. Nobody else will either. Shall we say noon?"
"Noon," she agreed with a nod. She looked around again and pushed herself away from the table as if she had suddenly discovered I was a leper
"I'll see you then," I said to her retreating back.
Somewhat to my surprise, I did see her again. Given her attitude, I half-expected her to bag the whole thing. But as I sat there with my sandwich she suddenly appeared on the sidewalk outside, once again looking around to once again make sure that she wasn't being tailed. She was older than I was, in her middle to late thirties. She was very attractive, but I sensed that a few years ago she would have been even more attractive. Her face had fine worry lines. Her smile — when she was willing to let it be seen — was forced and tight. She was dressed in a relatively simple black knit pantsuit. And she was armed with sunglasses to preserve her anonymity.
She was determined to preserve it from me as well. She entered the deli, ordered a sandwich, and joined me. I introduced myself and waited for her to do the same.
"I'm sorry," I finally said. "I can promise you that we won't use your name in the newspaper. I can promise you that we won't quote you in a way that reveals your identity. But I can also promise you that if you won't tell me your name, whatever else you tell me won't make it anywhere near the paper."
She gave me an appraising look and nodded again.
"All right, but you have to swear that this is between us."
"I will treat it in the utmost confidence. My editor may ask your name, and if she won't print anything without knowing it, I will check with you first."
"Fair enough."
She took a deep breath.
"My name is Suzanne Dalrymple. I was the Governor's scheduling assistant from 2003 through 2007. I saw you yesterday in the press room. They circulate a feed throughout the statehouse. I know why they lied to you about the dove-hunting."
"They lied?" I asked. I had thought that Krissy had just fucked up. That wasn't an unreasonable assumption; it had never occurred to me she would have been lying.
The woman nodded. She looked around again. Her paranoia was starting to bug me. Perhaps I could put a quick end to this and send her on her way.
"I was actually just sort of going for a laugh there yesterday," I told her. "Krissy was right. It really doesn't matter to our readers if he's hunting doves or ducks or starlings or flying fish."
"How about if he's on a coal company sponsored trip with his mistress?"
I stopped my tuna salad sandwich an inch away from my mouth and slowly put it back on my plate.
"That might be different," I admitted.
I could feel my heart slamming against my ribs as I took my notebook out of the briefcase that I kept hanging on the back of my chair. I clicked my pen slowly, tested the ink even more slowly, and finally looked back at her.
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Im Raju from Bombay meri big did jo muj se 5 sal bari thee…1 sal pehlay os ki shadi ho gai or shdi k 5 moth bad did ki apnay pati un bn ho gai is liye wo rooth k wapis hamaray ghar a gai….jb wo ai to pehlay b moto type means soft body or shadi k bad thoro oor moto or nikhri nkhri dikhai deti thee 1st day os ne mom ko btaya wo 4 moth ki pragnent hy ye bat me sath walay room me honay ki wja sun li os time muje itna pta tha pragnent means kal ko baby aye ga…….os k anay se dad mom pareshan rehnay...
Chote ka baad bari didi ko choda story nomber 007 ap logo na mare pehli story prhi ho ge jis main maina apni ayesha didi ko choda tha. Ab ya story maree doosree didi jin ka name sadia hai, dakhna main bohat sexy magar halka sanwla rang tha. Age 28, figure 34c 26 34 , is waqt mare age 23 saal thee. Or is baar chutyaan guzarna ka leya ashee didi ki jagha un ki bahan saida a gae. Jin ko maina air port par sa recieve kar ka parents ka ghar sa ho kar apna flat par la aya, to dosto is bar ki story ap...
Dosto morning harding part 2 hai plz read first part 1 phir aap ko samj aye ge .ita soft story agar jalde hai muth marany ki to koi or read kar lay ,qukay mare stories ayse he hoti slow slow. Sorry friend didi nay lund pay kiss or thora sa mu main laynay kay bad didi to chali gaye bedroom say but mara to bura haal kar gaye mujay itna sakoon or itna maza a raha tha jab unho nay apni piyaray red color kay lips main mara lund liya tha or un kay mu he heat maray lund ko or be pagal kar gaye thi...
Hi doston. Mera naam Ravi hai. Ye ek sacchi kahani hai jo ek mahine pehle ghatit hui. Is kahani me mai aap sab ko bataunga kaise maine apni badi behan ko pata kar uski mezi se choda aur apna banaya. Mujhe aasha hai aap sabko meri kahani bahut hi pasand aayegi. Sabhi pathakon se niwedan hai kahani padh k kripya apne wichar mujhe per zaroor prastut karein. Jaisa ki maine aapko bataya mera naam Ravi hai. Hamara char logon ka pariwar hai – Mummy, Papa, meri badi behan Pummy didi aur mai. Hum log...
MERI MAA,MAI AUR DIDI By – Rahul. Mera naam rahul hai. Mere ghar mein char log hai, mere pitaji 42,meri maa 36, meri didi 22 aur meri age 18 saal ki hai. Meri maa bahut hi sexy aurat hai unka figure hai 34-30-36 unki coochiyan aur gaand dekhkar to kisi ke bhi lund se paani nikal jayega. Who aksar saadi pehanti thi mere pitaji ne hum ko paida karne ke baad apna family planning ka operation kar liya tha aur meri maa ki chudai bhi jyada nahi kar paate the shayad. Ek raat mere papa night shift...
IncestHi, pornasaxena again brings u another didi story the idea was shared by the experienced writer prasha, with my modifications. And om wanted to be a hero in my story, so this story all goes for u 2 guys. Usdin bhi mai aur om college se uski car me laut rahe the, wo mere college ka dost tha, maine naya naya college join kiya tha, jab mai aur meri didi pehli bar mere admission ke liye gaye the, om ne hi hume principal se milwaya tha. Wo waha ke mla ka bhai hi nahi balki college students union ka...
While driving on main highway, i am on driving seat with my didi, she was unconfirtable while sitting next to me. Didi kaya baat hai? Kuch nahi abhi or litnee door hai? Didi abhi to kam sa kam 5 ghanta lag sakta hayin, acha yahan pass koe rest house ya asee jagha? Didi tum paga ho gee ho, yahan beech rocks, kaya tum sapna dakh rahi ho yahan kon banaa ga rest house, preet (her name) didi huva kaya hai kuch to batao. Chotu mujha chee lagee hai baree zor sa, ha ha ha ha ha ha, to rok kar rakhoo 5...
Hi, pornasaxena apke liye fir laye hai, ek dard bhara aah .. Mazedar mfff .. . Desi kahani. Patience rakh ke padhiye ga. Spelling mistake ya grammar mistake ho maf kariyega. Ha pasand aye to email karna na bhuliyega .. 1 sal pehle ki baat hai, tab papa hyderabad ke ek wholesale dealer ke under kaam karte the. Aj wo yaha gurugram yani gurgaon me kam karte hain. Maa ke gujre kai sal hogaye the. Ghar me mai aur papa. Mai tab 11 vi ki exam ki taiyari kar raha tha. Didi ki shadi ko kariban 2 sal...
Hey . Pornasaxena again, your feedback has been so overwhelming, that I had to return. Keep mailing me .. Abtak apne padha, kaise meri tharki didi ko ek ek kar kai logo ne loota. Ayurved doctor jisne didi ko pichhli part me fasake choda, aur promise kiya ke wo kisiko nahi batayega is secret ko, akhir har bar ki tarah usne bhi iss promise ko tod diya. Age kya hua patience rakh ke padhiye. School reunion ki party me dosto me sharab ki barish ho rahi thi. Us bheed me ek dost ne aur dost ko dekh...
I am vinod. 35 yrs old. My father died long back. In my family we are three people only. Me ,mother and my didi. Didi’s name is Anita .she got married three years back. But that didnt work out for her and she divorced her husband. It was mainly because of dowry and abuse related issue.she was not treated well in her husband’s home. So after trying to adjust for three years she finally quit. Filed for divorced an got it. Now she lives with us. She was well educated before her marriage too. She...
Mara naam Rajoo hai mare yah story kafie arsa phalhy ki jab mare age 19 thi… Maray ghar may main or mare bare didi Sonya mare 19 thi or unki age 23 thi jab parents nay unki shaadi kar di… Didi wasay he bhohat piyare thi or friendly be wo sab ki care karte thi or help be karte thi… Shaadi kay baad wo apnay susraal chali gaye or jab be wo ati to or be piyare dhakhte or unka jisam or sundar sundar lagta or main chore chore dhahkta rahta kay kitne piyare or sexy lag rahi hain. Kitna lucky hai jijju...
Hi,friend’s kaise hain sab apne meri story ‘jab tutti meri behan ki seal’ read ki iske liye thanks per sabse jada main un frds ka dhanyavad karta hu jinho muje mail kiye or muje agli story likhne ke liye bola un frds ke kahne per hi main apni agli story likhne ja raha hu to dosto jessa ki ap jante hain ki mera name rahul hai or meri sweet nd sexy didi palvi hai ghar wale jab mere mama ji yaha dus din ke liye shadi main gye mene ussi din apni behan ki chut ki virgin chut ki seal todi hum dono...
Hi, dosto mai aj ek aur pornasaxena special lekar aya hun apke liye. Dheeraj rakh kar padhiyega. Best of fuck… Ooops luck. Ek sal pehle ki bat hai, iski sacchai apko padhte huye hi pata chal jayegi, bilkul jaisa hua tha waisa hi likhne ki kosish meri hogi, halaki story meri khudki nahi, par mai us insan ki jagah rehke apko bataungi. Bangalore me ek bahut bade firm me job karta tha, 2 sal hogaya tha, aur kuchh dost bhi hogaye the, usmese sabse acchha dost tha gopi d. Nam to ajeeb hai, par south...
Hello friends, mera naam Rinku Sharma hai, mere ghar me mere mummy papa or meri meri badi behan rani hai M is waqt 12th me padhta hu or m 5:7 inch ka average dikhne wala ladka hu, Meri badi behan rani mujhse 2 saal badi hai wo dikhne me ek dum mast maal hai, wo ek dum gori or thodi c healty hai, uska figger 34-30-34 hai jiski wajha se jab wo jans top pehnti hai ya fir lagging pehnti hai to uski gand ek dum bahar ki tarf ubhri hui najar aati hai, jo bhi uske dekhta hai uska dhyan uski gand per...
Hi, friend’s kaise hain ap sab apne meri pichli stories ko read kiya or muje mails kiye iske liye thanks apke jo mail humain milte hain unhain read kar main or meri didi ko bahut khushi hoti hai jisse hum apni stories ko agge badate hain to dosto ap plz stroy read kar humain mail jarur kare ab hum apni story ko agge badate hain to dosto jessa ki ap jante hain ki mera name rahul hai age 22 or meri sweet didi palvi age 24 figure 34 30 34 apko mene apni pahli stories main bataya tha ki humare ghar...
Hi, mera naam h mai 21 yr old hu or Delhi me rehta hu . Meri family me hum chhar logh h. Papa h or mom housewife h. Or mai student hu.Last i have one elder sister. Uski age 24 h .Abhi tak uski saadi nahi hui.Rang sanwla patli kamar normal size boobs or gaand halki bahar nikli hui h.Uska koi boy friend bhi nahi h .Kyuki wo saara din ghar par hi rehti h because hamari family me ladkiyo ko jada chhut nahi h bahar jane ki. Hamare ghar me sab ke alag alag kamre h .Papa or mom ek kamre me sote h jo...
Hello friends, m Sameer apni story k third part k sath vapis hu. Jinhone meri story k pichle parts nai padey unse request hai ki pehle pichle parts zarur padle :- Finally Had Sex With Didi -Part2 Finally Had Sex With Didi. Lets come to the story without wasting any time. Jo pehli baar meri story padre hai unko apni didi k baare m batadu. Her name is Riya, age is 24 years, and height is 5’6″. Her measurements are 32D 28 36. Her boobs are perfectly round and very sexy but best part is her ass,...
Kanchan Didi – Part 2 Bhai ka pyaar Holi pe ye mujhe maayke chhodne aaye. Mummy ne mujhe is baar kum se kum ek maheene rukne ke liye kaha. Ek maheene bina chudai ke guzaarna to bara mushkil maaloom par raha tha. Jaane se ek raat pahle inhone mujhe poori raat choda. Maine bhi jee bhar ke chudwaya kyonki agla ek maheena to sookha hi jaane wala tha. Shaadi ke baad pehla moka tha jub main itne lumbe samay ke liye maayake rahne aai thi. Agle din ye waapas chale gaye. Jis din ye gaye usi din Vicky ka...
Dosto part 2 jungle trip jo main phalhay part main pora na kar saka . aap ko phalha part i think acha nahi laga ho ga or jin ko acha laga yah bura phir be thanks aap nay mare story read ki .jasa kay main phalhi story main baata chuka hon kay ,wo junglee adami ka lora nechay ko os ki tango main latka hoa tha or kafie sara wet tha jes say lag raha tha kay near 8 inch to didi ki piyare gore little choot main gaya ho ga . or soch raha tha kay itna bara es ka lora or itna motta lund didi nay kasay...
Hello friends sorry for late story , I am really very sorry or un dosto ko be sorry jin logo ko main reply kafie arsay say nahi kar saka qukay mara email brothersisteryahoo wala block ho gaya tha , es liya nahi kar saka reply , so my new email , hai or es time main apni didi ka apna he maza part4 write kar raha hon jin dosto nay read kiya hoay hain baqi parts wo to jantay hain or jo first time read kar rahay hain wo phalhy baqi kay read kar lay apni didi ka apna he maza part 1, 2 , 3 .thanks ....
Dosto kuch saal phalhy hum sab ghar walon nay jungle trip ka program banya . qu kay dad ka zayda dil karta tha jungle main kuch din rahnay ka or hum logo ka be dil karta tha , city main her time rush or shoor he shoor her taraf to kuch din mom or dad sakoon main rahna chhatay thay or wasay be collage ki chotiya ho gaye thi . dad kay friend forest kay baray officer thay to unho nay dad ko offer karwaye aap log chalay jay maray log aap ki care be karay gay , Or jungle ki saar b karwaya gay. dad...