Ladies and... gentlewomen? Anyway.... HERE WE GO AGAIN. It's a new story. I've been developing this for about 2 months. It's set in the same town as my last novel, Mud Creek. But in in 1994. The characters in this story are 20 something geeks, gamers, outcasts, wannabe satanic warlocks, and witches. It will be somewhat darker and grittier then Mud Creek. As usual consider this a preview, warts and all. I'm using a rotating 3rd person POV.

Special Agent Mom
A Short Story
By Maryanne Peters

Chapter Five: Reflection

I’d forgotten how deep the V-neckline plunged

Pete's Vagina
88. Punter
Erin Halfelven

Geraldine
A Vignette
By Maryanne Peters

She was a 1963 Cadillac Streetside, Model 7D, and I called her “Geraldine”. I knew from the moment that pulled away the rotting cover from her in that barn in rural Ohio and placed my hand upon her hood, that she had a soul. I could feel it. It was as if I could even hear her voice calling to me. I had to buy her. I had to bring her back.

Trail Drive
A Short Story

It was getting dark. The sun had already dropped below the horizon but on the plains the twilight lasts a little longer, so the stranger, drawn by the light of a fresh fire, could easily steer a horse through the low scrub.

The cattle were well settled in a basin where there was a small watercourse and some green grass alongside as well as tender tips on some of the brush. They would settle well and could be easily watched from just above the campsite where the water flowed out.

Felicia, Sharing Her Clothes

My girlfriend and I were headed to Florida for Spring Break. The college we were enrolled at was not one of the show up and we will let you graduate ones. The teachers were top notch and homework was to be expected in every class. So a chance to get away for a while and relax was something we were definitely looking forward to.

Olivia, My Sister’s Agenda

I was back home for the first time in two years, excluding some brief visits several times a year. This time I was here to stay, my schooling concluded. The last two years of college consuming that time, with my degree in business economics finally obtained. I finished junior college in my home town, but wanted my degree to have a little more clout than just a state university.

Patrice, Gender Change Gurl

We had just been assigned a new supervisor at work, her name is Kelly Walker, transferred here from the main office. Our old supervisor had retired, having recently achieved twenty five years with the company.

We all wondered what Ms. Walker was like, an inquiry to a few employees we dealt with at the main office yielded very little information on her. They did tell us she was in her late twenties, and had progressed up from a new hire to supervisor level in less than eight months.