- The Painter By:-Matt Nicholson
“All finished, Mr. Hancock, how do you think it looks,” asked Steve. Bob Hancock surveyed the freshly painted walls and opined, “Great job my boy, we hadn’t had a good paint job in over ten years, and the place was pretty dreary!” “Good,” Steve replied, “I’ll just get all my equipment out of here and while I’m doing that, you can look over the bill, okay!?!
- The Photographer By:-Donald Davis
“You do understand the nature of the photographs we’ll be shooting,” Carl asked, “I just want to get everything out in the open so that later on we don’t have a problem!?!” “I understand,” the matronly female replied, “most of them will be me by myself, but some will involve other people!!!”
- Glenda’s Vacation By:-Donald Davis
Glenda Jefferies was in a funk that had lasted over two years. It had been just about that long ago that her husband of thirty five years passed away suddenly do to a massive heart attack, and wow at a still young fifty six, Glenda had lost all her zest for life, and was just going through the motions.
- The Male Stripper By:-Donald Davis
The screaming, yelling, and clapping of two hundred crazed women, combined with the relentless beat of a hard rock CD, never failed to get Rolando whipped into a frenzy before he hit the stage!
- Her Mother By:-Donald Davis
“Hi, Mrs. Sherman,” Steve said nervously, “Pam said you wanted to talk to me!” “That is correct young man,” she replied sternly, “sit down, please!!!” After taking his seat, Steve fidgeted a bit and after looking out the window offered, “Nice weather we’ve been having, isn’t it!?!” In almost a harsh tone, Mrs. Sherman retorted,
- The First Lady By:-Donald Davis
“I’ll kill that fucking bastard,” screamed Jennifer Boyle, the wife of the President of the United States, “every fucking time I go out of town on his fucking business I have to hear stories about his incessant fucking around!!!”
- The First Day By:-Donald Davis
“It’s gonna be a great day,” Vance hummed to himself as he punched floor number twenty nine on the express elevator, “a new job in a new city, what could be finer!?!”
- Tommy’s Boner By:-Donald Davis
Rat-a-tat-tat! The banging on the back door could only mean one thing, Tommy was here to play with Jimmy. Without waiting for an answer, Tommy popped open the screen door and marched into the kitchen. “Jimmy around,” he asked?
- The Bath House By:-Donald Davis
“God, I needed this,” Ellie said to her husband Brad, “there’s just something about a whirlpool bath that just eases all the tension right out of you!!!” “Mmmmmm, yeah,” he replied while the swirling hot water wafted over his body, “we should come here more often, but it just seems like we’re always so damn busy!!!”
- After School Job By:-Donald Davis
“Are you almost finished with that, Craig,” Paula Horton asked!?! “Uh, yes ma’am,” he replied while placing the last gallon of paint on the display shelf, “all I have left is to clean up the empty cartons and packaging!!!” “Good,” she said while walking away, “when you’re done,
- A Friend in Need By:-Donald Davis
“What’s the matter, Jan,” Alana asked while maneuvering her new SUV through suburban traffic, “you haven’t said three words since we left home, and if I didn’t know better I’d say that you look a little flushed!?!” Lost in though, Jan didn’t even acknowledge Alana’s question until she felt her friend give her a poke in the ribs and repeat her question!!!
- Well Hung Stock Boy By:-Donald Davis
“Almost finished, Zack,” Judith asked, while the eighteen year old stock boy hefted a roll of roofing paper onto the shelf!?!” “Just about,” he answered, “I’ve still have some paint to restock, but other than that I’m pretty much through!!!” “Good,” she replied, “when you’re all done, stop in my office for a minute, will you please!?!”
- Parent Teacher Meeting By:-Donald Davis
Waiting impatiently for his scheduled meeting with his son’s ninth grade history teacher, Hobson Evert paced back a forth outside of her class room while she finished up a meeting with the parents of another student!!!
- The Divining Rod By:-Donald Davis
Walter Jonas pulled his van into the lane leading to the Circle Double Bar Ranch and drove the quarter mile or so to the house that sat on a small rise at the end of the lane. The big red letters on the side ofhis truck told it all, WATER DIVINING, W.B. Jonas, Prop.!
- Mile High Club Meeting By:-Donald Davis
“…..we’ll be cruising at an altitude of 33,000 feet with and air speed of 480 knots, the weather is clear and we should reach Houston right on time, and thank you for flying World Air!!!”
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