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Four days later, my Father called from Tokyo International. "How soon can you be in the office?" Honda, Joey and I were sprawled across their living room. "Four hours." I answered. I had a private charter plane retained at the local airport. "We have a new situation developing." "I'm not at liberty to speak now. May I call you back in thirty minutes?" "Don't bother. Just put your efforts into getting back to the office as soon as possible." His tone changed. "And leave your...

Flashed Bathtime

Natalie's university accommodation dashed her hopes of escaping her prudish parents. She was staying in St. Sandrine's, an all female hall of residence run by a strict matron. One evening, four months into her course, Natalie finished an assignment and decided on a long soak in the bath, rather than sneak out to the pub with her friends. The hall only had one bathroom and it was rare to find one of the two baths free. She locked herself in the cubicle and shaved her legs while she waited...

HardtimesChapter 2

Patrolling the mall early Saturday morning meant staying out of the way of the horde of mall walkers who descended upon the place. Little old ladies who walked at a snail’s pace blocked the paths of soccer moms who power-walked. Occasionally a walker would trip for no apparent reason and he would have to write up a report. About once a year, an elderly walker would clutch his or her chest and he would have to call for an ambulance. Burl hated working Saturday mornings. It wasn’t the mall...

HardtimesChapter 3

It was Sunday morning and Burl was headed out the door. Although he regularly went to church, he was not dressed for church. His baggy pants, faded tee shirt, and torn up sneakers wouldn’t be welcome in polite society. He put his cap on and headed down the street. Two houses down, he walked over to the front door and rang the bell. It seemed to take forever for anyone to answer it. “Hey, Burl! How’s it going?” George asked. George was slender and of medium build with short hair. He had a...

HardtimesChapter 4

The day the party to celebrate Junior’s birth was held, turned out to be a blustery fall day. Orange, red, and yellow leaves dropped from the trees to be carried by the wind. The rustle of dry leaves rubbing against other leaves provided a background noise easily recognizable as the sound of fall. People wore windbreakers, sweaters, or jackets trying to keep warm in the face of the chilly wind, but their efforts failed. It was too cool for a light jacket, too windy for a sweater, and not cold...

HardtimesChapter 5

Burl stood next to the fountain watching the young woman play her guitar. So far no one had complained about her, but it was just a matter of time. There was always somebody who would find something wrong with anything. Jesus could walk through the mall and there would be some folks who would say he looked too old and others would complain that he looked too young. They would all complain that he was too scruffy – beard and robe and all that. In this case, someone would find a song...

HardtimesChapter 6

Indian summer had arrived and it looked like the weather was going to be glorious. The nights were chilly, but the days were nice. The really cold weather would be coming in a couple of weeks. Until then, people were taking advantage of the warm temperatures. Leaves needed to be raked, storm windows had to be put in place, and other little errands in preparation of winter had to be performed. Laura looked over the roof of her station wagon at the old house. Burl had been a perfect gentleman....

HardtimesChapter 7

Halloween showed up at Burl’s house big time. The whole front yard was decorated like a cemetery with tombstones sporting humorous little sayings. Fog flowed over the ground and spooky noises originated from speakers that had been carefully placed out of sight. Burl, dressed up like a farmer in overalls with a straw hat, was seated in a lawn chair in front of the house. He had a big plastic pumpkin filled with candy bars and a pot of hot cider on a television stand next to his chair. It...

HardtimesChapter 8

“Hey, Burl!” “Hey, Carl,” Burl replied to the bank guard. Carl was in his late fifties trying to hang on until he could retire. He was a fill-in while the regular guard took his lunch hour. Since Burl always stopped by the bank during the lunch hour, he knew Carl better than the regular guard. “I see that it is payday again,” Carl said. The pay envelope was sticking out of Burl’s top pocket. It wasn’t the first he’d seen that day and it wouldn’t be the last. The bank would have a line for...

HardtimesChapter 9

Kat turned off the cd player after the first story on it ended. Tears streamed down her cheeks. The story had reminded her of the day Burl had been shot. She didn’t think she would ever forget that day. It seemed to her that the whole world changed that day. The first she had heard about the shooting had been on the radio while driving home from the diner where she worked as a waitress. The initial story had been about an attempted bank robbery that had been stopped by a mall security guard...

Courtney s ConversionChapter 7 Camptime

Mark and Carly were having dinner out with us. They are about twenty years younger but we have a good time together. We've swapped with them but only on vacation. See the "Caravanning" story for some background. Mark made an announcement, "Three weeks from this weekend we are going to a friend's hunting camp for the opening of deer season. I'll let you know what to pack." Courtney and Carly and I looked at him with question marks on our faces. Courtney spoke up, "What do you mean...

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Facetime

It was during one of these intense interludes when I noticed my step-daughter standing in a shadow just on the edge of the camera’s view. She was concealed by the dark but I could make out her profile against the wall she was standing by as she looked across the room, over her mother’s back at the monitor that had my image. Sherry was so busy with her fingers between her legs she didn't notice her girl behind her but I knew what JoAnne was seeing; a close up of my hand slow stroking my...

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It was quite late on a midweek evening and the hotel bar was fairly empty. That's why I was surprised when she took the stool next to me. I tried not to be too obvious, pretending to check messages on my phone, but even a blind man would have noticed her as soon as she walked in the room. The devil on my shoulder told me she was hot for some action. The calmer voice on the other shoulder told me not to objectify this woman - this tall, curvy woman with dark curls cascading over her shoulders to...

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