Seth made me wait for just a couple of minutes before he showed up, wearing his warmups and a t-shirt. He looked hot. I was leaning against the wall by the door, wondering just where the hell he was planning on hooking up this time, since the school was locked and I didn’t think the football field was a suitable hiding place.

“Ever been in the football locker room?” he greeted me, and I shook my head.

“No. But won’t we need a couple of keys for that?”

He pulled his hand out of his pocket and dangled his keychain. “I’ve got a couple of keys.” (more…)

Lying next to Trey, Megan”s left hand gradually lost its grip. A young deputy sheriff draped a small blanket over her nearly naked body before picking her up. The shotgun slipped from her hand, dropping into the mud.

“Jack Sutter”s ranch.” Megan mumbled. “The horses…”

“What Miss?” The deputy asked, leaning over her face.

Megan was lulled into near unconsciousness, unable to speak further. The deputy stretched her out on the gurney. Two EMT”s picked her up and wheeled her towards a waiting ambulance. Red, blue and clear lights reflected off the house and trees as they rolled her down the driveway. Looking in the distance, she could see another team of medical personnel working on Trey, still lying in the doorway. (more…)

In the busy Pondy Bazaar Shweta dressed in a very traditional south Indian saree with a brand new blouse and a perky panty went inside the jewelry showroom along with her husband Raj. They were recently married and this was the first outing on a purchase after tying the knots. The jewelry showroom was like a pavilion and it was gold, silver everywhere.

On the Ist floor Shweta was busy exploring various combinations with her husband next to her helping with the choices when she suddenly felt a hand on her right hip which was relentless and unwilling to leave the body’s chosen spot. It was during Diwali period and usually this was the time when rush and crowd were common, so Shweta allowed sometime to elapse thinking this to be one of those kinds. (more…)