by Robert Burton Robinson
“Sweetie, I’m so sorry you got hurt.” Cynthia kissed Greg on the forehead. “Are you in a lot of pain?” “Just a bad headache. I must have blacked out for a second. What happened?” “Well, Larry threw you down, and I think you hit your head on the arm of this chair.” “What happened to [...]
by Robert Burton Robinson
“Okay, Baby, our time has finally come,” said Larry. “I need to go to the bathroom,” said Cynthia. “Alright. But don’t be long.” She went into the bathroom and locked the door. Larry opened the French doors and went out onto the balcony. He breathed in the crisp, 60-degree air. Wonderful night for his dreams [...]
by Robert Burton Robinson
“Where are you taking me?” “To our little love nest,” said Larry, as he shifted into third gear. Cynthia could only hope that Greg was following the Jaguar. “You know the police are looking for you.” “Well, I wish them good luck. Because they’re gonna need it.” “You understand that I don’t want to be [...]
by Robert Burton Robinson
It was nearly 7:00 PM. Greg and Cynthia had spent the entire day at Disney-MGM Studios. “You still want to do room service for dinner?” He opened the door to their room. “Yeah. That sounds fine. But I’m not very hungry right now.” “I understand.” He smiled slyly. “We’ll play around for a while. That’ll [...]
by Robert Burton Robinson
Chaucey barely caught the 1:15 PM flight on Continental Airlines out of Houston. By the time she found her seat, the door had already been closed and the plane was ready to pull away. There was just enough room in the overhead for her small bag. The teenage boys in the aisle and window seats [...]
by Robert Burton Robinson
Normally, Chaucey’s work consumed her, and she thought of nothing else for eight to ten hours. At 7:00 AM, before sitting down at her computer, she always made herself a ham and cheese sandwich for lunch. Then, at around noon, on her way back from one of her few bathroom trips, she would grab it [...]
by Robert Burton Robinson
“In the new chapter, he hunts down the redhead and rapes her,” said Sandy. “Before, it sounded like he was in love with her. But now, he just wants sex, and he’s determined to get it—no matter what.” “I just talked to him on the phone,” said Rebecca. “He called you?” “No. I called him. [...]
by Robert Burton Robinson
Rebecca tried to ignore the phone, but it just kept ringing. She recognized the ring tone—it was Wendy calling from the office, even though she had been instructed not to. As soon as she yanked the covers off her head, the sunlight beaming through the slim opening between the curtains hit her in the eye [...]
by Robert Burton Robinson
Larry parked the Jaguar around the corner from the steakhouse—just in case. But wasn’t that hedging his bets? Why was he afraid to park the car right out front? A true believer would not give it a second thought. A true believer would jump off into the darkness, trusting his luck to protect him. Just [...]
by Robert Burton Robinson
“I don’t know if I feel like watching a movie, Crow,” said Chaucey. “Ah, come on—it’s supposed to be really funny.” She sat down on his couch. “What’s the name of it?” “Flushed Away. It’s animated.” He handed her the pizza box. “Here—dig in.” “Thanks.” She took out two slices and put them on her [...]