Short Story

I raced through the data banks, running through rows and rows of binary code, jumping off some C++ code, racing to make it to the Wi-Fi receptor on time.

Haley was kneeling before the closed door with her lips to the keyhole, imploring for admission. "Jocelyn, open the door! You're making yourself ill. What are you doing? Open the door!"

Brett smirked in reply, his eyes moving from Elena's body and dripping pussy to trail the movement of the cube up, then locking on her face. As gorgeous as the woman's form was, and the many temptations she had to offer, he was entranced by her features, and her expressions and moans as he dripped the cold water onto his skin had his already aching shaft threatening to rip through the seams of his boxers.

She spotted her target up on the hill, talking to someone—she thought it might be Kimball— about who-knows-what. Gathering her courage and trying not to seem like she knew anything, she headed up to talk to

General Patrick finally took notice of the trident on the uniforms of all of the men sitting at the table, not to mention the tape on the uniforms that read ‘US Navy’. “How the hell….” General Patrick said out loud.

Jaune knew that women could be confusing but this was a whole new level of unpredictable. He was a trained hand to hand combatant and he was the sheriff of a small town in the Vacuan desert he was feared by many lesser gangs in that area. But even now he had no way of defending himself from his mother looking at him and having her eyes water and begin to cry. Instantly he crossed the room and wrapped her up in a hug while say that it was alright and that he was fine. After a brief moment of silence she looked up at him and he felt his heart fall. She wasn’t mad like he had expected her to be. She wasn’t even afraid. She simply look at him for a long moment and said “ you are becoming more and more like your father with each passing day.”

“He had never slept in a better bed, Rainford decided”. General Zaroff fell asleep fast suddenly he heard a big BANG. He went outside to see nothing, all he saw was a dark forest he was in the middle of nowhere and now he is hearing stuff. “what is going on with me” he said. He went back inside and tried to wrap his mind around what just happened. He just couldn’t get it straight, so he decided to go back to sleep this time he woke up to a scream. HELP ME!!!! He jumped up so fast and ran outside but again he didn’t see anything, this time he got his shoe’s and decided to find out what was going on, so he ran out into the dark forest. All he saw was monkeys swinging in the tree’s, but he asked himself “why in the world are monkeys up at

He clasps his hands behind his back, head held high. “Let me speak to him.”

It was Gwaine, leaning against a lamppost, his washed-out pallor obvious beneath the weak lamp light. Gone was the usual mirth from his eyes, his cheeks had hollowed, and it appeared as if he hadn’t bothered combing his hair in a week.

The deeper we go, the louder it gets, the Black Market alive, even at three o'clock in the afternoon when people should be at work. It is a Monday, after all.

A shove, a mean look in the hallway. I knew we weren't friends. I never expected it to go this far.

I hesitated before responding and I uttered these words “tell them I am not available.” She hesitated and said ok I will. The phone call ended and I remember looking out the window waiting to see if they had left and they did. I was able for a minute to catch my breath and gain my composure. The phone rang again it was my aunt downstairs. I reluctantly answered and it was my aunt again stating to me that the police left a number to call and I need to respond in 24 hours or I was going to be arrested. I responded to the number and the police detective who was also a D.E.A Agent told me that I needed to come in and talk to them right away. I found the courage to do so and drove to the State Police Barracks. I remember walking in feeling a

“It’s… 4:00 A.M., Jess, how could you possibly need me this early in the morning?”

“This is it”, muttered Max, his words shattering the silence of his study as he entered coordinates into his computer.

“Hurry up, you idiot! If we're late they won't let us in till intermission, and you know Aithusa will be devastated if we miss her part!”