Meeting the Earl

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The next morning Ann woke up outside.

She was lying in a ditch with her legs up the bank and her head and left arm in its dank muddy bottom. She raised her head and saw the half-dried vomit down the front of her shirt and on her trousers.

She chuckled to herself and struggled over onto her hands and knees getting even wetter and muckier. She got to her feet and sidestepped, losing her balance as she realised how drunk she still was then fell through the side of a gorse bush.

Chamomile Stars.

My name is Steven or was but it’s now officially Stevie Hyatt…not my last name either and I’m married.

The thing here in fleet it’s not husband or wife not legally instead it’s just spouse or as my wedding bracelet says. “Loving spouse.”

Choices

Chapter 6

MESMERIZE

By Jennifer Sue

Part 1

The job was thankless and often boring, but at least upper management recognized it's importance because the salary was double what similar positions paid. Lydia Templin was quite efficient as the research/reference librarian for a major pharmaceutical company. In this position she was responsible for indexing articles in scientific and research journals so that if one of the researchers in the company wanted information, she would be able to promptly obtain it. In addition, she was responsible for filing and cross referencing all research documents produced by the company.

When upper management decided to try to find a drug to control the unbridled sex drive of child-molesters and rapists, a request came in from R & D for information on drugs that reduced sex drive in males. Lydia pulled up every listing of drugs that had references of reduced sex drive and then set about to dutifully cull every reference. One drug, TTX, seemed to repeatedly pop up but none of the clinical studies showed any consistent results. Lydia's sent all the information on to R & D.

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“Put this on sweetie, and we will have so much fun together.” she said.

I felt the final shackle click into place around my left wrist. I was now completely restrained, helpless, and completely at her mercy…

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After the Battle and initial Negotiations Drustin get's tired of the constant bickering amongst her own Celtic race. She learns that her older brother might be alive and sets off to find him.

In which questions are answered and answers are questioned.

“The mystery is killing me, Mary.”

She gave me a look that scared the hell out of me. She looked completely lucid and almost frightened. I’ve never seen Mary look like this before.

“No, answers are what are going to kill you, chum.”