My mom was in the middle of a decision with room service on how to cook a proper plate of scrambled eggs. Dad was watching the news in another room while staring at the hot and extremely patient person on the screen being talked at by mom. I looked outside the room. Bob and Agent Sampson were talking about something by the door. Bob had his phone in his ear. At one-point Sampson said, “just go get my niece and bring her here.” Bob punched in the code and opened the door. As the door closed Sampson stopped it and yelled, “and don’t fuck this up.” He left and went into a room setup for the FBI. The door was still open.
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Within an hour the police arrived then ten minutes later the FBI. An agent named Sampson or is it Simpson said I needed to come with him. They separated us for our protection. As I left I saw paramedics working on Zander. I also saw Lynda lying there with her eyes open and head twisted at a bad angle with her clothes torn off. The agent said, “your parents will meet us soon. Right now, we are going to a special safe house.” I barely heard him and what I did hear made me think of some dirty rundown place filled with roaches.
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I pulled Zander in. He acted like I wanted to kiss him and I did want to, just not then. I went past his lips and said as loud as I could, “the guy at the door is Tina’s brother.” His head darted to me in a smoldering look of concern. Then he straightened out and looked around. He was at least a foot taller than almost everyone there. He looked at the door then around. he said, “I don’t think he is alone.” The room suddenly felt claustrophobic. I wanted out of there now. All at once the music stopped and the lights went out.
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(this started like a small story and just grew. I will post it in three to four parts (as of right now it’s at 3000+ words))
Pink, pale blue, yellow or white it’s hard to choose when they limit you to such basic colors. The latest in the draconian rules on prom now include what colors you can wear. It first started with the length of the dress and the amount of skin that you can show. Then what the dress could be made of. I had spent about $80 on pink and white duct tape and was making my dress when the rules came out. No bubble wrap, no paper, no aluminum foil and no duct tape. At one point, the school was going to sell the only allowable dress to prom but then a sponsor of the prom started to back out. Yes, the school went out and found someone to sponsor the cost of the prom even after charging us $180 per ticket.
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I ducked as one of them swung an axe. The axe buried into a wall. As he fought to free it I went back the way I came. As I did I slipped going down a ramp and my forward momentum carried me past one of them as he tried to grab me. The momentum carried me through the door and down the steps to the first landing. I never thought a sore ass would better than any antinutritive. In the fall, I lost my top. Oh, shit!”
30 hours earlier
Making decision are easy it’s the time before you decide that’s the hardest part. My parents said naming me Jennifer was the easiest decision they ever made. I thought it was a copout. There are too many girls named Jennifer in my class. My friends and I were going to the pool. I had to decide between a one-piece and swimming or a bikini and just looking good. School was starting back up I a few weeks and I wanted to be noticed by the right guy, but it was over 90 degrees (32.22 Celsius). So, it came down to this, do I want to have sex this school year or cool off today.
We arrived at the pool. All my friends wore their bikinis so I didn’t feel like too much of a slut. Besides my suit was tasteful compared to the eye patch and band aide suits we saw at the pool. The pool itself was mostly a sausage fest with the girls watching from the sidelines. That is when he came out of the water. Zander Maddox was all wet in clinging board shorts that left little to the imagination. I would say that most of the women got wet at that moment without going into the water. If it was a sport Zander played it and mastered it. He even played chess like a boss.
Came over to me. Oh my god he came over to me. I tried to play it nonchalant. He said, “Hey.” I said hey back to him like some sort of jabbering parrot. Or at least that is what it sounded like in my head. He very casually looked me up and down then at my friends. He said, “some of the guys on the swim team are having a party tomorrow at the pool inside the school.” Oh, shit he rhymes I bet he raps like a god. He said, “if you like maybe you could come.” He paused then said, “with me.” Was he nervous? No that can’t be. Before I could answer he said, “if you want you could bring your friends. Most of the swim team are guys.” I wanted to say, “guys most of us would drop our panties for.” I said as calm as my thumping heart would allow, “I have to ask them but I would say yes we will be there.” Then I paused for a second and said, “I will be there.” Before he left he said, “no phones please some of the guys like to swim naked and they don’t want pics on the internet.”
As I told my friends I nearly swallowed my tongue. We made a pack that if one of us swims sans suit then we all will. It was clear we all wanted to go to the party. Naked swimmers, what more do I have to say. My bestie Tina and I went to the store to find waterproof makeup and condoms because you never know. Tina had a boyfriend but he won’t hang with us. I was determined to find her a stud from the swim team. Having some of them butt ass naked would make choosing for her easer.
That night everyone was there. Jenny, Jenna, Jen (like I said too many girls named Jennifer), Tina, Tammy, Lynda and Tiffany. We all wore suits that could be taken off in a minute’s notice. You could say we were minute women. It was an indoor pool. Inside we saw our first naked dude. He walked by the glass door and dove into the water. His thing all out and hairless. I heard they shave every part of their bodies when they swim. Well before they swim and not their heads. Thank god. Just apparently their other heads.
We came into the pool area. The guys looked shocked. I think they didn’t expect us to show. A couple of the other guys were also naked. The covered up just as soon as we came in but not soon enough. We saw it all. Zander came out of the locker room. He was in a very small speedo that left even less to the imagination than the wet board shorts. He looked nervous. How can that be? He said, “you came.” He looked at all of us and said, “wow you all came.” He introduced everyone on the team. I didn’t catch a single name I was lost in his perfect abs. he said, “some of the guys are naked does that bother anyone?” He paused then asked, “because they could put some suits on if it does?”
Tina spoke up. She said, “don’t worry about that in fact we made a pledge that if you all were naked then we would do the same.” I wanted to throttle her. that is not what we said. She then said, “or at least go topless.” Tina then with one pull of a string took her top off. Who was that Tina and what did she do with my friend? One by one the other girls started to take their tops off until I was the only one with a top on. I looked onto Zander’s eyes. He had the nervous look again. I pulled the string and my top came off. He unabashedly stared at my chest. I felt like a piece of meat. From behind him I could hear one of the guys say, “come on they are all waiting.” That is when the guys with suits on took them off. This left Zander standing in front of me staring at my chest in an increasing smaller suit. He took the suit off and holy crap that is going to hurt. Somehow the suit masked the actual size of him. everyone to cheer. At first, I thought because a statue came to life and was standing in front of me then I realized they all were nervous and couldn’t believe we all did this.
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These are short stories I wrote. Some are connected to the larger books I am working on others are just for the fun of story telling.
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