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Hi there, Today I thought I'd bring a excerpt for chapter 6 from.. Another Time and Another Place. Please enjoy. Click to set custom HTML
could be Pete's place He had city slicker written all over him. The man had been expected sooner. He facial expression did nothing to hide his irritation. A two hour spin up to the mountains to help his cheap brother out needlessly turned in to three and a half-hour excursion. Ticked off at himself for not throwing the GPS in the car and on the verge of being violently angry at Fred for the wrong left turn seventeen miles back. Which before he realized it was not right Rufus had driven a sixty-eight miles out of his way. Rufus wasn’t a chicken hearted man. Still it took him all the guts he could mustard to continue to walk not only into the smoke filled room, but he had to walk all the way up the bar, a good forty feet. Trying his best to ignore the commotion his entry stirred up he kept his head down and only watched where he immediately placed each foot. The whistles and obscene comments were aimed at unsettling him succeeded. Very much aware this gang liked to provoke incidents. Tonight there would be no way he’d raise to the bait. Click to set custom HTML
1494_EXHAUST_1175211140 pilogear Ox stuck his foot out at the last possible moment. Rufus had already raised his foot and realized he would not be able avoid tripping. The man’s weight shifted in an useless move to spare himself a fall. It didn’t work. He tumbled on Ox’s boot and landed face down on the floor inches from the bar. He sprung back up faster than he fell. Through the cat calls, snickers and challenges being hurled his way he profusely apologized to Ox. Before Ox could respond Tots intervened. He ran from behind the bar and brushed the man clothes off. “Now Ox. I had one fight too many already tonight. I asking… I asking for me. Let it go this time, ok?” “Well, Tots you saw He…” “Around of beers on the house.” Tot called out. Small scale pandemonium broke out as the men rushed up to the bar. Mick stepped behind the counter and filled in for Tots. Where's the Bud? Tots turned and steered the city-man out the front door. “Thanks. How can I ever repay you?” Rufus asked. “Just get away from here, pronto.” “I'm going. Trust me on that. But, I was looking for my brother and his date. He called and said they would be here waiting.” He nervously looked at the door when the noise level went up. Brother or no brother he needed to leave this place and fast. Tots eased Rufus’s mind some when he said, “Oh yea, That couple. He was ticked off about something and they called a cab an hour ago. Sorry.” Rufus thanked the lying man again and hastened back to his own car. He fully intended to not only give Fred a piece of his mind. He was seriously considering a big punch in the nose when he next saw him. He could've gotten himself killed tonight in that place. “When I get my hands around your neck.” Rufus threatened his brother out loud. So focused out the get away from Pete’s Bar and Grill Rufus drove right passed Fred’s car. Of course, with the hood and driver’s side door missing and the wheels on blocks as the sleek new low-profile tires Fred’s bragged about for three weeks, now looked good if not better on Jimmy’s K’s ride. A reconditioned 1987 Chevy Super sport. Hey it's blue. What do i know from Chev SS or Ford ...? It might even be difficult for Fred to recognize his own baby with the new paint job cutesy of the ‘Bloodstains.’ The local street gang was proud of this one. Graffiti galore. The swirls of black, tan, and red covered most of the vehicle that once was light blue. Everyone now knew the Bloodstains challenged the Switchblades turf, and the most important announcement of all that Patsy loved Jimmy K. The anger Rufus now carried stayed with him not only the whole drive home but for the next two days. Until it become obvious to the family Fred had not returned home and was missing. I would like to take another minute of your time to Thank you for stopping by. Please leave a comment or hit tweeter or the Facebook Button . You can purchase Another Time and Another Place for only 99cents, NO READER needed. http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/111318 all Amazon's http://www.amazon.com/dp/B006ITFRM8 I also am looking for someone who knows Weebly. It won't do what I want... So any help would be welcome. e mail [email protected] Have great day! Lisa http://www.facebook.com/plugins/facepile.php?href=http%3A%2F%2Fdevelopers.facebook.com&action&size=medium&max_rows=4&width=300&colorscheme=light&appId=103061746461956
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The hot days of summers are slowly departing the nights already have a chill. So enjoy your Sample Sunday and just maybe you'll find a story to take the chill tonight. To catch up: Carla has already fallen into the biker gang the Insurrection's. Hoping Hank will be her Knight in shining armor and extradite her out of the menacing situation.He doesn't have any reason not to. Or does he? "Hey, Tots, let’s have the key to the cleanest bungalow you got out back.” Chapter 5 Tots opened a draw under the bar and pulled out a key. “Number three, been used only twice since the sheets was changed last week. Will that do?” The keys were tossed high into the air. With one hand on the woman and the other free Hank snatched the keys in mid flight. “Thanks, Tots, that’ll do.” Pulling his plaything closer he said to her, “Come on, Princess, you and I got a date with destiny.” No one saw the struggle as Carla tried to the defy him and yank free. It never slowed him down as Hank marched them both out the back door. Outside Hank swung Carla around with his hand still holding hers tight he pulled in behind and yanked her up against his chest hard. Slamming her roughly enough he knocked some of the wind out of her lungs. Carla about to scream her head off for help was stunned into silence when he said, “Princess.” Then laughing he added, “Ah, my little Princess.” Even through the laughter Hank sounded different. He sounded calm, tender and not the least angry. She looked up at him to see if she could tell what made him change his demeanor. What Carla saw was his lips about to reclaim hers. In confusion she let him kiss her as he wanted. It annoyed her to find Hank’s kiss although firm it had a tenderness to it. He didn’t break away. Her breathe changed to a slight panting. Carla began to return he kisses in earnest. “What am I going to ever do with you?” Hank asked when he finally broke them apart. “Let me go, Hank. Please, just let me walk away.” “Well now, my name on your lips don’t sound none to bad to me. It’s been awhile since I heard it from a sweet voice like yours.” Carla tried. Her goal was for him to see the wisdom of letting her go without harming her. Maybe she guessed right and Hank might be her knight in shining armor after all. Hank moved them toward the bungalow. Carla smoothly followed his lead. She didn't really have a choice not to for he still held her hand. “Hank, I knew you weren’t like the others. I want to thank you for saving me from them. I…” Her back was against the door. The hand that held the key now lifted her chin up. “Princess, kiss me again.” Thinking Hank wanted one last kiss before setting her free she put her arms around his neck and pulled his head to met hers. Noses touched a second before the couples lips rejoined in the goodbye kiss. Hank’s body pressed firmly entrapping her as he continued to assault her delicious mouth. Carla was busy deciding if she should run to the left or the right once she was out of the alley between the pub and its row of old buildings that long ago formed a motor court. The key turned in the lock. Carla never heard it. But she did hear him right after he pulled his hot moist lips from hers and say. “Get in.” Carla felt the door open behind her and the air from the closed up room was stale and foul smelling. Fear settled like a knot low in her stomach. “No,” she yelled and raised her free hand the fight him off. With the intent to rake Hank’s eyes out with her finger nails. She froze. “Gee, Hank, you need us to help you get our little friend there inside. We be glad to help with other things too you know.” Carla didn’t need to know who said it. She knew escape with or without his help escape now would be impossible. One of the other three would have her in a heart beat. Taking a step backwards Carla entered the place she feared most. Hank followed her. She moved into the center of the room. Hank flipped on the switch next to the door and a desk lamp across the room flickered twice then stayed on without further ado. I hope you enjoyed the excerpt.
Another Time and Another Place is on sell at Amazon http://www.amazon.com/dp/B006ITFRM8 The price of .99 cents reflects this is not a professional edited story. Lisa thanks you for your visit and asks that you kindly hit the twitter button to let others know about her site. May you have a pleasant day. I'm so glad to see you made it here. Come on in. Sit down put your feet up and relax. Your SampleSunday is waiting, so enjoy. Carla is in a fix. After her date starts trouble with the gang in the old bar. The Insurrections decide to get rough. And she needs a hero. Wonder who'll step up to the plate so to speak? ***** Grunger watched the woman on the floor. He headed over to her and knelt down in front of her. His stench brought her head up. One deep breath and she gagged and not unsure if she’d be able to stop there. “You pretty. I want her first. I never get them first.” His voice boomed across the room. Everyone turned giving him their undivided attention. “I want her first. I never get them first.” Grunger repeated as he reached his hand to examine her bruised cheek. She pulled away but only moved a fraction of an inch. Already against the wall Grunger captured her chin in his fingers. He turned her head to the left and back to the right. Carla learned the reputed seeing birds when in pain was true. Carla sat stunned as if hung in a suspended automation. Sally’s high shrilled voice forced her back into reality. “I think that’s a good idea. He’s right you know he always gets everybody’s else’s leavings. Don’t you think he deserves something for his loyalty,” She crooned. Sally’s eyes danced from person to person hoping to get some of the group to agree with her. She was jealous. She also knew as each member passed the piece of fluff on the floor around Snake might just loose some of his interest. Especially, once he sampled what Sally decided to do to him tonight and bring him back into her loving arms. Snake made a move to counter act the damage she done when he saw Sally was getting nods of approval from some of them in the room. “Next you’ll be wanting her.” Snake pointed to Carla still heaped on the floor. He finished, “Next you’ll be wanting her to pick who goes first. Yea, like that’s going to happen. Woman go sit down and shut your trap or I’ll shut it for you.” His fist raised threatening to do just that. Sally still ached from their last physical encounter of a few minutes ago and wasn’t not up to do another battle with him. She cowed and backed away. “I think that’s a great idea. What fun. Go ahead, pick who do you want to spread 'em for first.” Wrangler piped up as he headed toward the woman. “Uh-Ugh, no way.” Snake and Tim answered together. When the banter began to grow loud Grungy stood up and watched the exchange of words. Thinking now was the time to flee Carla inched toward the edge of the bar. The slender boot wrapped with a chain missed her leg but caught her skirt. A second pair of female boots now blocked her way. “Looky here, Chickie, she’s trying to cheat the guys out a fun time tonight.” “I thought I saw that too, Libs. My Dugger don‘t like no body but me, but the others, well they like variety. Every man needs to enjoy himself and let off some stream.” Chickie spoke down to Carla. “And honey your just the ticket.” “Please…” Pleading with the two biker women. Their evil laugh echoed the confirmation they would be not any help to her. Somewhere a bit of stubborn pride made her refuse to let them see her cry and Carla turned her face away. He stood right in her line of vision. Expressionless green eyes stared intently back at her. When Hank shifted his weight to his other leg he let his eyes take in the rest of the room. Tots did the only thing he dared to which was to stand and silently watch keeping his mouth shut. Tim and another man pulled the two girls away. Bending over her Tim said, “Ok, we decided you get to pick. So pick.” By now all four who wanted a piece of Carla stood menacingly close. One of the male voices began to tell her just what they had in mind to do with her. Growing sicker by the minute Carla knew they where losing patience with her. Quickly drawing to a conclusion before the choice would no longer be hers, she spoke. Or rather she pointed. Chapter 4 The room hushed. Every head turned toward the man leaning against the bar as if he had not a care in the world. “You want, Hank. Hank the ugly Hulk.” She hadn’t looked up to see which female spoke. Snake piped up with,“Hank don’t do strangers. In fact I ain’t seen him with a woman since he…” “Shut-up you fool,” One of the gang warned him. Sally still pushing for anyone except Snake to have the privilege chimed in, “She wants him; let him have her. I say. It will do Hank good.’’ He shook he head.“Sorry princess not interested.” Lifting the beer bottle in his hand to his lips he emptied it. Tots choked. He just handed him a new bottle. A smile crossed the man's old wrinkled face. Hank was very interested. Hmmm...wonder just how interested Hank the Ugly Hulk is..? You can hope I let you learn in future sample excerpts or you can leave a comment and get a free me from Smashwords to read the entire story. Don't forget to leave the way to reach you.* leave the comment and then email me at [email protected] your email if you are concerned about privacy. Please be sweet and send a tweet letting peolpe know you stopped by. Thanks, Lisa Day warning: Ps. This is book not professional edited. |
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