Dacianas Littles Scene 9

Shes here, Mr. Rakovic, said the burly, dark-suited driver into his short-wave radio, but theres a civilian with her. What do you want me to do? Stay put, replied a crackly, yet authoritative voice. Im leaving the central station. Just passing the synagogue. Traffics good. Ill be there directly. If she leaves first, trail her […]

Sissy House Husband Scene 8

I turned off the radio and looked into Denise’s eyes. Her expression bore a pursed smile. “I think I came across as a bit of a dragon.” she said. “Noo!” I insisted, although at times, she did. “The presenter was sooo patronising toward me don’t you think?” I said. “I’m sure you didn’t want to […]

A Short Protest Scene 3

  “So how was school today?” his mother asked upon his arrival home at around 3.15pm. “OK.” he mumbled. “Can I get changed?” he asked. “Have you got any homework?” “A bit.” he replied. “Well you can change after you’ve done it.” “Ooh but… can’t I at least put my trousers on?” “You’ve got a uniform on, […]

Dante’s Infanzia Scene 104

“Next question.” Lysa said. “I already asked it,” Dante pressed, “I said who showed you the ropes when you first got here?” “And I said…NEXT. QUESTION.” Yikes! Backpedal backpedal backpedal! “Ok,” Dante said, wisely changing the subject, “what’s the deal with the milk?” Safe choice. Definitely a safe choice. Besides, something was up with that […]

Babyward Scene 78

  Brie looked at her for a moment before figuring out what Jinny wanted. Her smiled turned to a frown as she realized that this was just another ploy to give her more chores. Grumbling, Brie wiped Jinny’s hands for her. Next, she began washing the knife and spoon; unsure yet what she should do […]

Who’d be a Boy? Scene 28

      The door abruptly opened. “Having a nice chitty-chat boys?!” the concierge said as she shut the door behind her. Gavin instantly apologised. Luke’s apology came a couple of seconds later. “Stand.” she said. “Nails.” she said. “Good.” she said. “Sit.” she said. Luke sat, dragging his tiny tunic over what little of […]