Re-writing Liza P2

"Gary continues replacing Liza's best memories."

Back at mom's, Gary is back.Liza looked forward to visiting her mum every week, but not for the reason she was feeling today, she found herself unexpectedly excited about going there. As she drove, she could feel the anticipation across her...

Five Days: Wednesday

"Maggie decides that a kiss here and a touch there are perfectly fine."

WednesdayFrom the moment Maggie first stirred for the day, Jack was on her mind. Lying there in bed, she recalled the intensely vivid dreams she’d had featuring her sexy, eighteen-year-old neighbor. Dreams about Jack touching her. Dreams about Jack kissing...

Re-writing Liza P1

"Liza has her Memories re-written, funny how we are our memories."

Liza's moms and old friends.Liza's mom, Martha, waved enthusiastically from the porch. "Liza, darling!" Her face was almost identical to Liza's, but with visible wrinkles of age around her eyes, radiating warmth."Quite the welcome Mom" Liza replied with a chuckle, carefully navigating...

Five Days: Tuesday

"Jack comes back to help Maggie with more chores, and Maggie puts on a show for Jack"

TUESDAYMaggie smiled, turning off the 7:00 a.m. alarm that had drawn her from her slumber. Sunlight streamed in through her window. Birds could be heard chirping outside. Jack was coming over in a little under an hour. Throwing off her...

Final Flu Shanghai Ch. 06

"Yacht club, helicopter ride, and Jim's Get Out moment"

Jim put his stylish new sunglasses on and walked back to Leizu's van, almost looking the part of a billionaire playboy and most definitely feeling it. His accountant brain chimed in with some quick math on how many new thralls...

Final Flu Shanghai Chapter 5

"Lunch, the university, and the agency. 19 new recruits"

The branch office he was visiting this week provided a welcome relief, with no danger of enthralling anyone since there weren't any attractive women around. His colleagues were mostly men and the few women at this branch happened to be...

Spy Identity.

"A simple story of a spy meeting his old friend who can no longer be trusted."

I sat leaning forward, with my elbows resting on the rough top of the light wood table. For obvious reasons, as always, I decided to sit close to the huge window, on which there was a bold sign announcing the...