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JimF

Joined June 2009.

20 stories, 0 challenges, 12 comments, and 2 friends

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  1. Get in the Ram

    He was tall with dark hair, and a bony face with eyes sunk deep. His face had the rust tinge of a Balyan. Her father had always said that all they needed was a bath. Their skin wasn’t stained; they were just dirty. As his sweat seemed to leave st...

  2. The New Neighbors

    He was good looking. He was smart. But all I could see was his vanity. She was sweet. She was cute. Maybe not quite as smart as he, but hell, they went to the same college. He should have loved her all his life. I’d make sure he didn’t. Mak...

  3. Jenny delendum est

    My eyes widened and I gave a start, as a miniature man walked out. He looked to be about 50 years old or so, dressed as a working man from a hundred years ago. His clothes were rough, but well kept. He looked neat, but as if he mightn’t have shav...

  4. Mr. Runginson

    I wondered if he was simply a product of my imagination. Jenny was prattling on and on about lunch with her Nana and then shopping with her Mom and sisters. I feigned interest and pretended to listen. At one point monologues like these were a refreshin...

  5. Dawg (Mature)

  6. I'm the real asshole

    “It’s hard, you know. It’s not just cleaning my apartment. This is someone who’s going to be in my place when I’m not there with all my stuff.” He turned from the screen to face me, as if to underline his complete seriousnes...

  7. A witch?

    “Good morning” he shouted, hoping that injecting the ordinary would ease the disquiet which was beginning to to take hold of him. Her head turned slightly in response as if she had heard, but her face remained as empty as it had before. By now Jam,...

  8. Cold and wet

    On the road, given the weather and the inexperience of the two, things had not gone badly for Francis and Jam. They were both wet and cold, but before darkness had settled on them, they were able to find a sheltered spot and get a large fire blazing. A...

  9. Setting off

    Jam had encouraged him to accompany them. He was still young enough that the company of an old hand made him at ease both on the road and in the city. Francis seemed not so much interested in the John’s company as he was in his contacts. He clear...

  10. Gray morning

    John woke up to the pelting of the freezing rain that had begun the night before when he was banking the fire. He glanced out the window. It was difficult to gauge the hour; the weather hid the light from the predawn sky. John figured to get out of bed...

  11. But then again who does?

    These walking hamburgers can get so confused. “Let me explain a few things. Doctor.” “You live in a dream world. You think. And therefore you believe something, that is you exists. It’s a lot simpler than that. There is no there...

  12. On the trading floor 3

    “So Minnesota Teachers wants to go out to dinner.” “Huh?” “Bill Thomas came came by. Two of their portfolio guys are in town next week and he’s taking them out to dinner.” “I can’t go.” “...

  13. On the trading floor 2

    “Well that was gratuitous” “Too much cursing? Too much testoterone? Too hard on the lacrosse playing Ivy League country club asshole? The dude’s a salesman who’s afraid of his customers. He’s got to get beyond that.&...

  14. On the trading floor

    “Bill, did I tell you? Did I tell you? What, the ten years have tightened ten, twelve beeps and the fives have come in twenty. Do I know what what I’m doing?” “It’s all technical. It didn’t tighten for the reasons yo...

  15. Houston we have a problem

    He pulled open the blast door with a heave. Ultimately despite the reactive nano, it was still a blast door, and still very heavy. He stepped into the anteroom, which was bathed in the red glow of exit signs, maybe a hundred years old. He waited for hi...

  16. Soul on ice

    Just as I figured, I opened the jar and the smell was God awful. It was like low tide itself had taken a dump. I gritted my teeth, held my breath and stuck my hand in. It had the feel of Jello mixed with broken glass. I wiggled my fingers around feelin...

  17. Now you can't leave

    The bartender stopped wiping the glass he had been absently cleaning, and silence seemed to envelop the bar as I could feel the weight of a dozen pairs of eyes on me. “What’s wrong with you people?” I challenged. I wasn’t worrie...

  18. Who? Where? Why?

    The door slammed and he heard the engine roar and the tires chirp through a constant ringing in his ears. There was no seeing anymore. Not much feeling either. He should have felt the acceleration as they sped away, and yet he felt light as a feather. ...

  19. It Takes Both Kinds

    Given that, he thought to himself, you might have been a little quicker opening the lock. Looking at her he felt something between scorn and pity. This woman had been old already in the before time. Now she was content to live like a like vermin. Sneak...

  20. The Things That He Said

    I don’t scream. I simply close my eyes and he’s gone again. Then the tears come freely. My chest is heaving and I’m sobbing loudly, but I know no one is there to hear. My nose is running and my eyes are red and my face is slick with t...

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