Archivo mensual: febrero 2008
Doctor Will Take You Now
By Bea “Come here” she said “sit here, on my lap. I’ve something to ask you.” I grimaced, but knew well enough not to argue, so started walking across the room to the couch where she sat. She held up a warning hand … Sigue leyendo
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Dinner with Jasmine
By Bea “Gosh Louise!” Abigail said “Your plane got in on good time. Neverthought that you and Tom would get back here so quick.” She wiped herhands on her apron. “Dinner might be a while…? Hope you don’t mind.Would you … Sigue leyendo
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Delegation of Authority
By Bea I think I enjoyed my very first feelings of masculinity after Edna my wife was killed in the accident. Please don’t misunderstand. I was devoted to her and grieved terribly. But, after my attorney discovered a loophole in … Sigue leyendo
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B&B
By Maureen Glasgow I’m sorry,” Margaret said to our hostess in a diffident tone of voice. “You’ll have to get a guy to do our baggage. John has a back problem.” Our hostess, a pretty little thing with dark raven … Sigue leyendo
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Bouncing and Flouncing
By Bea He came out of a sweet smelling, languorous fog. Saw Joni sitting at his bedside reading a book. Managed to make a feeble wave with his fingers, just enough to attract her attention. She looked over her book … Sigue leyendo
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A position in the family
By Bea I’ve heard that there’s no snob like a lady’s maid. This may be true but,speaking from personal experience, I’d say that the biggest snob of all isthe child of a lady’s maid – which is what I was. There is … Sigue leyendo
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A mother’s love
By Bea “So? I didn’t knock? I’m sorry. Mother’s have other things on their minds than a son’s embarrassment! So? You’re nude. I’ve seen your pee-pee many times darling and anyway, the way you’re sitting there with your hands covering … Sigue leyendo
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A More Successful Theory
By Rosie It was about five o’ clock as I idly walked from my office to the research center’s control room. On the way I ran into my supervisor, Dr. Garret.“See you next week, Jeffrey,” he said as he sped by … Sigue leyendo
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