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When I arrived at the saloon, only Dimitri was there, filling a cup from a coffee pot. He waved it at me, and I nodded, so he filled another. I thanked him and wished him good morning, as I looked out to see empty ocean.
“I know that look Mikhail, it’s the look of a career sailor. I spent my early years in the Russian Navy, and I, too, appreciate the vista of empty oceans. The problem is that there could be submarines out there, just as there are hidden dangers on land.”
Baseball players are the most superstitious of all athletes. Andy has played baseball his entire life and is currently a Minnesota Twin in the twilight of his career. The Twins win a game after Andy shaves his leg for the first time. When the players decide that there is a causal relationship between Andy becoming more feminine and winning games -- all heaven breaks loose.
Rohan grew up with a traditional Indian mother. She held up her values and made sure he adhered to them too. When he didn’t there was strict punishment to enforce good behaviour. For the most part, Rohan was a good kid, except that he wanted to grow his hair out.
Joseph Eduardo Vincent was your average fifteen-year-old boy. He loved being outdoors and running around. Like most boys on his soccer team, Joe had longer hair. His blonde locks now reached just passed his shoulders, although you wouldn’t be able to tell with the amount of dirt and grease built up. He kept up in a bun like most of the boys on the team to prevent it from getting in his eyes. Besides having a manbun was all the rage nowadays with the elite players having one. Fortunately for Joe, his parents were completely indifferent to his long hair.
Jllian Isaac Lewis is mine given name, blame my parents, I do. I share a two bedroom, 2 and half bath with my BFF. We both work for a hush hush government agency , and are based in the city of the Angels, LA! Jack and I went thru a lot to get where we are now. Our training included hand to hand, airborne, languages, it was in college where we met and it was also in college where the agency recruited us.
We lay back on the bed feeling relieved but slightly exhausted and very happy. Carla started giggling and then gave out a cry of yessss! If I thought I was elated she beat me hands down.
Rob and Maria Dunleavy had lived next to Dean Rusbatch for almost 10 years. Rob and Maria had achieved an ambition in setting up a milking goat farm on 20 acres at the bottom of Whistledown Valley, and further up the valley road Dean kept cattle. They lived with their two pre-school children in a small farmhouse that Rob had largely built with his own hands.
The
young man was twenty-eight years old. He was nothing special, just
your normal, average, everyday, young man. He worked at an ordinary
job, stocking shelves, selling things, and occasionally running the
till. It wasn't a huge box store, but a small, Mom and Pop hardware
store, in the middle of a small town right out of Leave
It To Beaver. The
only thing missing on the streets was Jerry Mathers.
Madison used to have this great friend Charlie, they did everything together. Then Madison moved away. Now returning home, Madison seeks him out. The only drawback, Charlie didn't know Madison was a boy. Madison didn't know Charlie had a secret too.
“Copy, Pegasus. Welcome to New Sri Lanka. As usual, the weather is twenty-six degrees centigrade with clear skies and just a slight breeze. Hope you enjoy your stay.” The voice confirmed in a singsong, lackadaisical voice.
I know what obsession is. I used to live with it every day.
I just thought that I was a person who just did not like dirt. Dirt harbors germs. Germs cause disease. Disease causes death. Dirt is deadly. You should be clean. I just pushed it a little too far.
A magical protester gets some retribution from two agents from an unknown federal task force. Warning: This is a politically-biased story. I won’t argue the politics, but I would like to hear about what people thought of the story.
In the morning we went down to the dining room and were having breakfast when one of the staff came over and told us that there were a lot of ‘young people’ outside the hotel and wondered if they should call the police.
I went to find the band and Riordan went to find hers while Angela went off to call Sarah at home. I found Carl and the boy’s playing cards in the hotel lounge, pulled up a chair and asked them for their attention. “Just a few minutes ago” I started, “Riordan proposed a scenario where ‘Amazon’ almost doubles in size and ‘The Party’ disappears altogether. “
Lillyn is refocusing her research on the automata of Maynard Mansion.
But, of course, nothing is ever easy for her.
Maybe one or two of her friends can cheer her up.
Kirk let a little issue of being mistaken for a girl go a bit too far. Sure, he looked like his sister. A lot! And he could make money as a girl model. Bunches! But there were other problems.... Boys!
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Craig is one of Earth's bio-engineered soldiers in a war against an alien invasion. Unfortunately, when he uses his powers, he turns female. Now Halcyon has to deal with invaders and with Craig's girlfriend's preference for his female self! On top of that, Earth is losing the war.... There must be another way to deal with the conflict or the world will run out of holidays—forever!
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