A simple story I ( 11 /22 )
A well-cut brown suit on, her hair waving lightly, without exaggeration, a leather pouch in hand, Carol closed the glass door of her office and went directly to the basement of the building, where her boss Irene was waiting near a police car. The young...
A simple story I ( 10 /22 )
_Wednesday, 21th_ A deep hand thrust in the depths of his locker, Greg tried to grope a necessary book for his next class. It was useless to look inside for it, because congestion was such that it was faster and easier to find what he wanted with his...
A simple story I ( 9/22 )
_Tuesday, 20th_ Greg was awaken by a soft sound. Opening his eyes, he felt the place near him on his bed. Still warm, but already empty. Laying on his elbow, he saw FJ getting dressed with his old t-shirt, taking care not to make too much noises. Greg...
A simple story I ( 8/22 )
_Monday 19th_ His back straight, elongated, his face toward the ceiling, Gruff was still lost on his dreams that preceded his total awakening. He no longer felt the sun on him as usual, but the fresh breeze that caressed his face through the open...
A simple story I ( 7/22 )
_Saturday 17th _ A new day began at 1216 Ladder Street. But at that time, there were only two people in the house. After an evening of wild sex, FJ had to go home quite late at night. Gruff wanted to keep him but FJ promised to return the next day....
A simple story I ( 6/22 )
_Friday, 16th_ Gruff awoke late, panicked at the thought of being late for school. Then he remembered that his uncle had told him he would not go to class that day. Gruff left the room where he had slept. He was wearing only a short borrowed to his...
A simple story I ( 5/22 )
The two boys went towards FJ's house, leaving behind them Gruff's one. After walking through three blocks, he stopped and corrected himself. « I can't. - What you can't do ? - Going to your home. Not like that. What your father will say ? -...
A simple story I ( 4/22 )
FJ opened his bedroom's door and Gruff entered, following the boy. His mind somewhat anesthetized by all he just lived, he barely looked at the room. A messy one, as all teen room seemed to be in the world. It is said than we can know a boy by just...
A simple story I ( 3/22 )
FJ took the road to his house, head down. He heard behind him Gruff and Fred discuss more easily. The two friends had things in common. They loved sport and all that was physical. FJ felt Fred's friendship fading away minutes in minutes. Perhaps he...
A simple story I ( 2/22 )
FJ fought bravely against the two hours of boredom that followed. The dull and monotonous moose's voice had defeated some students whose heads rested quietly on their arms, the eyes closed . The donkey was trying not to chew his pen too hard, throwing...
A simple story I ( 22/22 )
« Dix minutes de jouées depuis le début du match ! Le score est toujours nul et vierge mais les deux équipes ne ménagent pas leur peine, la balle ne franchit que rarement la limite des 22 mètres, mais chaque ballon apporte son lot de menace !...
A simple story I ( 21/22 )
_Wednesday 28 th_ Greg wore a lightly angry sight on the donkey who was trying not to laugh too hard, lying on the bed of his friend. FJ, resting on his stomach, had a hand over his mouth not to explode of laugh, thinking about the scene that...