Encrypted-19

Chapter 19

I’m really very happy.

We head from our room which is astoundingly beautiful and so well worth the price as far as I’m concerned and we go down to the lobby.

I’m blushing.

I’m blushing so much because we get into the elevator and as soon as we hit the first floor below us I can’t help it.

“Bing…”

Once we arrived at the shopping center we quickly discovered it was necessary to leave one of the guys out at the cars so he could relay our communications. The radios worked just fine portable to portable while inside the center and we could hear the repeaters, but we couldn’t reach them from inside the buildings and we could barely communicate with the agent we left out at the cars.

Jaci was very nervous as she sat beside her sister Dottie in the old styled restaurant.

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Chapter 51

I’m driving with Daddy for awhile and he’s not going right home/back to the diner instead he takes us first to Tim Horton’s and I look ay him. “Daddy?”

“You need a break honey, just some time to relax.”

I look at him and he knows, he’s worried and he knows.

(Sniffle.) “I.. I guess. My plate’s piled a little high huh?”

“Yeah, come on let’s take some father daughter time.”

(Sniffle.) “’Kay…I…I could use that.”

The troubled young girl in the tight jean shorts and white top more reminiscent of the 80s than current, even if some of the styles were making a comeback, made her way over the group of boys.

The trial commences and Bishop Celyn gets himself into a jam.

I left the communications/ control room with my mind searching for answers just as much as it had been when I had entered. Projectiles which were not made of lead and were like “needles”? Why target James and his VP’s? What was so important in his software business that someone was trying not only to kill him but all his higher associates and his/ their families? I would have thought that the software developers would have been more the targets. That thought brought me up short.

The Womanless Beauty Pageant — Part 8 of 11

The only thing worse than being pressured into participating in a womanless beauty pageant, is to finish in last place. The ramifications of that experience turned out to be life changing, for Miss Bobby.

As Co-authors, Monica and I have a couple of very special ladies to thank, both are icons in the TG community.

The first is Vickie Tern. Without her encouragement and inspiration this story would never have been written.
The second is our muse, Kelly Ann Rogers; her midcourse corrections were vital to the story's completion.

As the authors we hope you enjoy reading this bit of fun.
If anyone wishes to build off our FFL cub theme; you have our permission and encouragement.

Marina Joy and Monica Rose

Reilly woke up early that morning and quickly showered and dressed in his school uniform. He was a freshman at St. Mark's Academy for Boys, and, although his studies were progressing nicely, he was still homesick. It was November, and he had been away from home for over two months.

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As much as going to see Hanna is on my mind the morning is a good morning by all of my standards. Nice waffles…I do like a good waffle, pancakes are awesome but I like the nooks and crannies thing.

I make a whole bunch and Taylor does a little scrambled eggs and a bit of bacon we don’t need much but I dig out the juice and the vitamins and take my meds and my vitamins and get Iggy hers and then Giselle’s Flintstone’s ones.

So trying to do the mommy thing.

Tay certainly makes it better with the kisses and nuzzles to my neck and places and him circling his arms around me.

I’m definitely more than blessed.

During the next two weeks Nicci and I spent two hours each morning skating. Between her and the lessons I signed up to receive, I was improving with leaps and bounds.

Work had been busy but not difficult and Ralph and I had signed on some more jobs for the first quarter of next year which would put our income levels at a new high.

Dottie’s Dance Recital

Drea DiMaggio couldnt help but beam at her two little charges.

Elevator Ettiquette
Copyright 2013 by Heather Rose Brown.

In this drabble (100 word story), a transgendered woman finds herself in close quarters with a group of strangers while heading for a job interview.
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The first phase of the battle between Vikings and Saxons deals with Drustina's contribution to it's progress before she is burned and incapacitated.

I'm sorry for the long delays between chapters but the superb cycling weather here in the UK coupled with a full DIY workload and my busy social life (Sparkle weekend et al) has precluded me from writing much.

The first phase of the battle takes place wholly at sea the second phase has not yet been started so please bear with me as to the long intervals between chapters at the moment.

Bev.

Bridges 38

Chapter 38

It’s a little like PTSD and it’s not.

I’m in the chopper and we’re flying over woods and highways and town after town heading into Vancouver and we’re keeping James stable and yet it’s so slow to me almost on that edge of dreaming while awake.

I can remember feeling like this coming home from Germany after Afghanistan. That being home and on friendly soil but at the same time you’re in a military craft so there’s that echo just by being there of all the stuff I’d been through.

Can Dreams Come True?…Part 5

I feel like shit.

No really its semi nausea mixed with this spiking of a headache. I hate headaches, I don’t get them a lot but when I do it just really sucks. They’re not migraines thankfully but close to or one of those minor ones.

And right there in my face when I open my eyes is that red hair.

Oh just shoot me.

Once we figure out what we are
What we represent,
Our core.

Its time to make a decision.

What do we do with that information?

Do we chase our dreams?

We all have many dreams,

CHAPTER 54
The cars were there and it was finally time to face the day’s events. Mam looked old for once, the life that had kept her age from her eyes finally slipping away from her. Dad… I had stayed away from that thought for so long, but now it was a truth that hit me between the eyes… Dad sat with her, doing what he had to, doing what should never have been necessary.