As states review their safe haven laws, a doctor ponders the child he has just received.

As is my late afternoon habit I tuned into the local, talk radio station, yes that one that in the low 600 kilohertz region of the dial.
 

CHAPTER 56
I was beside the old Rover at three thirty, the drips sounding like hammer blows, and then awake, knowing I had shouted but not remembering what.

GALACTIC MARSHAL III
by
Hilltopper

CHAPTER 1

I awoke to a terrible headache. Upon opening my eyes, I immediately realized that I was in the infirmary at the marshal headquarters. The big question was why I was in the infirmary.

This part contains references to the sexual abuse of minors. There is nothing graphic here, but the situations depiceted may upset certain people. The particulars will have been expected by those who have followed the story this far.

Snakes and Ladders 10

Chapter 10

I wake up to my heart singing. See I just sort of became dimly aware of myself and walking up feeling everything, the sheer elfin cloth of the sheets the soft yet firm of the bed, the slinky sexy amazing feel of my body. I wriggle a little bit and rub my legs together reveling in the fact that is actually gone.

I start to rub my hands over myself, just enjoying and at the same time I have to almost make sure that it’s real. Shaya is smiling and looking at me. “I used to do the same thing.”

“You did?”

CHAPTER 51
Eric and I rode home after exchanging hugs with a tired Steph, and once there I disappeared into the bathroom to get out of the support I had been wearing for nearly eighteen hours.

CHAPTER 49
Kirsty was reviewing the pictures as I wrote down the number, and I heard what sounded like “Oof-four” from her as she saw the state of the kid. The phone was picked up on the third ring.

CHAPTER 47
I showered early the net morning, as I heard the strangulated sounds of a sleeping Ginny in the other room. I never saw any sign of ear plugs near Kate, and I could never understand how she was able to sleep so soundly as the world’s population of marine mammals surfaced around her.

CHAPTER 46
How could I not want to wake up like this? Warm, sun easing through the tent, a robin singing sadly off in the hedge and the scent of bacon frying.

CHAPTER 45
The beer was finished, our path home was trod, and Eric left me to get changed for bed in the tent as he wandered off to do his teeth. I settled down with Tabby and waited for him to slide in beside me, and he did, bringing a waft of cold knees and minty breath and a cuddle.

CHAPTER 44
Dinner was a lighter meal than Jan usually did, as we would be dancing, and we fully intended to snack later. I was settling into my new role, and when the ‘something nice’ from Eric turned up, it was a pair of leather sandals. Kelly smiled in a truly predatory way. If Sandra had been a hawk, she was a leopard waiting to drop. The smile widened, and all she said was “toenails”

Bridges 17

Chapter 17

Cass’s Bit…

I fell asleep after everything that had been going on and the pizza party and having everyone over at Sam’s. Brandon was in the middle of us sort of but it was kind of nice. Not really sexually nice but close, good friend nice. Plus he didn’t mind me snuggling into Samantha.

CHAPTER 41
As I had expected, once Jimmy had been recognised there was a surge of people wanting to sit near him and play along, or just to listen. Steph asked him how he had managed to keep so many seats together.

“Ah whey, ah just telt them they war fer me band, like. Whey, ne lies there!”

CHAPTER 39
Steph did indeed go along to the competition, and Kelly and I went along to watch her and a few of the other virtuosi do their party pieces. Lots of fiddlers, lots of guitarist/singers, and a single piper. I gave Kell a prod.

“Well?”

“Yeah, like he’s not bad, could tighten up his tempo a bit”

What did you get up to this Weekend?

by

Samantha Michelle Davies (SamanthaMD)

The scene:-
A Monday morning in an office somewhere not all that far away....

There are three women in the office.

CHAPTER 38
Eric was gone in the morning, but his side was still warm, so it hadn’t been that long. As I luxuriated in the warmth of the bag, the zips opened and he handed me a mug of tea.

“Don’t say I never do anything for you!”

CHAPTER 37
Each day brought a new conflict in the form of a new confirmation. The toilets was one that almost surprised me; my subconscious was clearly telling me that if Steph had done it, so could I, but my rational part saw it as it was, a quick route to an early exit from the Job.

CHAPTER 36
That was the start of the next stage.

CHAPTER 35
The way a morning should be, apart from the fact that it was me that had to drag her arse out of bed to put the kettle on. He was still adrift when I returned with the tea, and as I prodded him awake I realised he had a slight hangover.