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Submitted to Contest #316
He reclined in the soft comfort of the chair, his lower lip tasting like blood & possible broken ribs. He had a pounding headache & knew he’d be nursing a concussion for the next two weeks. “Damn this hurts!” ,he grunted before looking to the ceiling & letting out a sigh as he inferred “I’m getting too old for this crap.”. The dingy room smelt of sweat, smoke & booze it was the farthest thing from luxury but at least he could afford it. He surveyed the bed in front of him & observed the kevlar vest that was ripe with bull...
“We have all the time in the world” She hissed as her lips grazed his cheek. “But babe we’ll miss our UBER and it’ll be here in five minutes”, argued Jim as his arms tried to create a gap between himself and Gabby. “To hell with it”, came her protest as her body closed the distance between herself and him. Jim breathed a shuddery sigh of concession as his lips reintroduced themselves to hers. Gabby got what Gabby wanted and this morning all she wanted was him. She had a way with Jim that he couldn’t fully comprehend. One could liken it...
Submitted to Contest #61
“Maybe I shouldn’t be here.”, he muttered as he checked his breath for the umpteenth time. By now Ray had been sitting in his car for close to forty minutes contemplating whether to leave the car or just speed away. “After all it’s just a stupid event where no one will even remember you” , he reasoned. His sweaty palms gripped the wheel tighter as he examined the keys in the ignition. One turn of that key and his problems would be over. He could retreat to his apartment, break out a cold one and binge watch Netflix with Bob and Moon, his tru...
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