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Brainstorming – a story.

Most of us have been in situations at our work, where someone has been parachuted in on us from above, given a position of responsibility and/or authority not merited by their ability. It is particularly galling for those of us to have to stand by and watch a project fail, powerless to intervene because of [...]

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Letters, Read Just One Last Time

For many dark years, you could not open the cupboard, or the box in the safe. To leaf through the first few photographs would be enough to send you over the edge, to sit on the floor with them spread around you and cry like a lost child. But that was then. Taken from the [...]

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Letters, Read Just One Last Time – 3: Broken

This short story contains explicit sexual references that some readers may find challenging and/or offensive. You have been warned.

Letters, Read Just One Last Time
© 2010 J.W.Brown

Letter #3: Broken

There are many things I would have done differently, given the chance, because I’m just the same as everyone else. And if I was [...]

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Letters, Read Just One Last Time – 2: Penny for Rita

This short story contains language and material that some readers may find challenging and/or offensive. You have been warned.

Letters, Read Just One Last Time
© 2010 J.W.Brown

Letter #2: Penny for Rita

I rolled to one side on the ground and despite my pain and fear of you I yelled “Bastard!” at your back [...]

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Letters, Read Just One Last Time – 1: That Girl

This short story contains language and material that some readers may find challenging and/or offensive. You have been warned.

Letters, Read Just One Last Time
© 2010 J.W.Brown

Letter #1: That Girl

“Is she bothering you?”
I turned from looking at myself in the bar mirror. A youngish man with sandy hair stood smiling. A hospital [...]

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Svetlana – 12: Payback

As I approached I greeted her in Serbian.
“Good Afternoon Libena.”
She looked at me a little curiously. “Good Afternoon. Tell me what is in my bag, please.”
I smiled. “Five ten-pound notes, ten one-pound coins, a phone-card, a handkerchief..”
“Stop!” she said, “You are wrong!” She looked at my surprised face, then burst out laughing.
“Only four ten-pound notes. [...]

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Svetlana – 11: Refuge

“Be quiet, and take your shirt off.”
“What?”
“Just do it.”
I shook my head and removed my shirt.
“Aha! I thought so.” She gently removed the plaster and scrutinized Thak’s handiwork.
She looked at me. “Nice sutures. Do I know the doctor?”
“Thak.”
“Your beautifully-mannered Gurkha bodyguard?”
“The same – he’s a trained field paramedic.”
“I won’t ask how you got it.” She [...]

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Svetlana – 10: Precious Inventory

“Vamos?” I said, standing up and holding out my hand.
She stood up and immediately sat down again, her face contorted with pain. She reached down and rubbed her ankle.
I kneeled on the floor and looked at her. “Posso?” I said, pointing to her foot.
“Sim.” She straightened her leg, and I felt the ankle gently, it [...]

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Svetlana – 9: Zee, a minha amiga

She tightened her arms and moved her face close to mine. I knew what she intended, and though she waited for me to, I could not stop her. She kissed me. A long, generous, sensual kiss that left my lips on fire. I responded gently and lovingly. I had no choice. We became one, lost [...]

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Svetlana – 8: Preparations

She turned to the others. “Since Joe will not tell you what is in his mind, I think I should.”
I sat back in my chair. It was useless to protest, for to do so would be to insult her.
“Joe has invited Jane to join this board, and for all of the reasons he has given, [...]

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