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Submitted to Contest #151
The Pool Of Chronos Tony and Marge went on their honeymoon, hiking along a trail that followed the mountain ridge, a fourteen day hike. It may have seemed a strange way to spend their honeymoon, but they were both enthusiastic outdoor people and spent many holidays in the mountains. They had been on the trail for two days when they came upon the signpost. ‘To the pool of Chronos.’ “Let’s go look at that,” said Marge, and they set off on the trail. It seemed an eternity before the two exhausted honeymooners reached the pool, but it was wo...
Submitted to Contest #147
All about Toni Larry and Toni sat rigid in the back seats of the cinema as the credits rolled down the screen. People were already leaving. “I told you not to do that,” said Toni through gritted teeth. “You didn’t need to hit me,” replied Larry, cradling his aching groin. “Then you shouldn’t have tried to grope me. You know how I feel about that and zip your fly up.” “They’re right about you.” “Who is?” “All the fellas. They reckon you’re a lesbian.” Toni slumped in the seat while Larry struggled with his zip. She wasn’t a lesbian; she w...
Submitted to Contest #146
It all began when the cricket ball hit me and I wasn’t even batting. It was the company’s annual cricket match, where all the men and women compete against each other. Everybody took part, and the teams weren’t segregated. Instead, women played alongside men from the same branch and quite a few of the women outperformed their male colleagues. It was just as well I thoroughly enjoyed this company event as I’m not a company man. I was a bowler and a fast one. . They feared my bowling among the other teams and I didn’t spare the ladies in o...
Wilfred boarded the eight fifteen to London just as he had done every workday for the last thirty years. He was almost indistinguishable from the rest of the fellow travellers, even the female ones. He was far from handsome. His hair was receding slightly, but it still held colour in it, fighting off the grey. His pot-belly was slowly growing, due more to the calorie rich lunches than his wife’s sparse cooking. His grey pinstriped suit was five years old and straining at the buttons. It was one of two and he wore them on alternate days. ...
Submitted to Contest #145
The cloak My father had loved the cloak. His grandfather had passed it to him and my father passed it to me and now I no longer have it. The cloak was a beautiful garment of velvet lined with wool, which made it warm, with a hood which could cover the entire face. It could wrap around your body with ease. It was given to my grandfather by a young woman whom he rescued from some wolves. They had injured her, severely biting her arms and thighs. My grandfather fought off the wolves and tended to her injuries. She lived in the fores...
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