One day you will shine, sugar_Chocolate and Vanilla (the sequel to "Grace Under Pressure")
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One day you will shine, sugar
as soon as Mistress opened the door, I was greeted by a man. he was quite plump and chubby, his tie pinching the overlapping skin of this neck. Mistress jumped, her eyes darting from side to side. she obviously looked exasperated. the man standing beside her was too. a reel of sweat climbing down his forehead. mistress swallowed, giving me a fraudulent smile. "Ah, Amanda! you're early" she stammered, her pupils dodging around the room. my dark eyes were fixated on the man. "Who is this?" I mumbled, quite sharply, eyeing the man up and down. For once, Mistress looked tongue-tied and alarmed. “...
Chocolate and Vanilla (the sequel to "Grace Under Pressure")
Grace and I just barely got inside Dandridge Library before the rain really started pouring. Our hair and minidresses were mostly dry, but our backpacks were a bit damp. I know, I know. We should've brought an umbrella along. But we just wanted to have a nice walk around downtown Dandridge after school before heading to our respective homes.After we put our backpacks on the floor next to a coat rack and umbrella holder near the front doors, we looked outside, pointing at the dark sky and the flashes of lightning. Every so often we could hear a rumble of thunder. Some rumbles sounded very close...
Glenn's first decision
A man named Glenn always had trouble making decision’s for him self. So he really never made a decision he just agreed with people. On decision’s they made and went with it Glenn spent most of his, days not being able to decide what to do. He would like to go hang with friends. But also like to just stay in and watch movies he can not decide what to do. Glenn leaves it up to his friends usually if they decide to call. To see if he wants to hangout Glenn goes with that. If not he just stays in Glenn really does not do much he would like to. He just can not make a decision as to what through out...
HOORAY FOR THE GREY!
HOORAY FOR THE GREY! Mildred and Bill Williams often spent a Saturday afternoon at Belmont Racetrack during the race season. They shared their passion for horse racing on these afternoons among friends and relatives. The track at Belmont Park was a convenient twenty- minute walk along the sidewalk path that lined the nearby freeway. The Saturday afternoon get-togethers would start when they all gathered at the Williams house en route to the racetrack. Jerry, Mildred’s brother, was one of the few that really understood the sport. He always insisted upon rubbing Mildrwww.onedoor.cced’s hair as they approached...