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After Hours

My stories

After Hours - Chapter Four

By Bridget from New Brunswick on Thu, 15 Dec 2011

‘Five pints of lager please barman,’ Tim smirked over at Max, who lurked by the till. Max stepped forward, ‘I’ll help you with those.’ What ever this was, it was going to be good.
Other Fiction
Story
Certificate 15

After Hours - Chapter Three

By Bridget from New Brunswick on Wed, 23 Nov 2011

Max sank back onto the settee. His legs wouldn’t hold him up anymore. Was it really him who had said yes or was it the other Max? The one with only half a brain cell.
Miscellaneous
Story
Certificate 15

After Hours - Chapter Two

By Bridget from New Brunswick on Mon, 14 Nov 2011

‘Close your eyes and pick a job.’ She put a pen in his hand. OK, humour her. Just this once. With a deep sigh Max brought the pen down onto the paper, and opened his eyes.
Miscellaneous
Story
Certificate 15

In the Lap of the Gods

By Bridget from New Brunswick on Sat, 12 Nov 2011

The fibres made a satisfying noise as they gave way under my scissors. Just the odd snip here and there. Nothing obvious, just enough to weaken the structure.
Miscellaneous
Certificate PG

After Hours - Chapter One

By Bridget from New Brunswick on Sat, 12 Nov 2011

"Do you often come to work without your trousers," she raised an eyebrow. "Or is it a one-off because you were running late?"
Other Fiction
Story
Certificate 15

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