WET RAGS
© Dana W. Paxson 2005
Story threads back to scene COD: * Andrew Point of View |
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WET RAGS 1540 4D “Hey, Andrew, you up?” Nexi‘s voice; the ceiling of the dispensary glared white in Andrew‘s face. “I’m — aah!” He tried to move; his pelvis blazed with pain. Nexi put a sympathetic hand on his shoulder. “Stay still. Tell you, brod, your eyes went pure white, you went down like wet rags. We got you in here to rest, and the cockbuster gave us the shift off to think about it.” “You owe me one,” Andrew whispered. “I tried to tell you,” Nexi said. “Next time, throw something at me.” With his scrotum swollen and tender, he could barely walk or urinate for a week. He fought his way through the rest of the training stint, stone-faced the whole time, hiding his pain in that dark and bitter place he would never let his father see. |
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Story threads leading to scene FEUD: |
Story threads leading to scene WATER NEST: * ANDREW'S ROAD |
Story List |
SURPRISE ME |
Author Page |
USER SURVEY |
PUZZLE ME |
MAKE ELM MARK |
HOVER Lucida Bright BARE |
HOVER Lucida Bright FULL |
HOVER Palatino Linotype BARE |
HOVER Palatino Linotype FULL |
HOVER Times New Roman BARE |
HOVER Times New Roman FULL |
PAD Arial BARE |
PAD Arial FULL |
PAD Lucida Bright BARE |
PAD Lucida Bright FULL |
PAD Times New Roman BARE |
PAD Times New Roman FULL |