Wednesday, April 1, 2020

Unexpected Betrayals @Liza0Connor

Unexpected Betrayals
Liza O’Connor


Mary Campbell was tired of servicing half the town. Ever since she reached puberty at the age of twelve, all the boys and men in her town wanted her. Nor could she refuse them. Despite all her pleas to stop, they would take what they wanted, certain she liked it. And the reason they believed this was because in truth her body wanted them. While her mind objected, her body did not. She would have sex with anyone, even if she hated them. Finding her life intolerable, she had decided to move to California and start a new life where no one knew her past.


Mary Campbell was tired of servicing half the town. Ever since she reached puberty at the age of twelve, all the boys and men in her town wanted her. Nor could she refuse them. Despite all her pleas to stop, they would take what they wanted, certain she liked it. And the reason they believed this was because in truth her body wanted them. While her mind objected, her body did not. She would have sex with anyone, even if she hated them. Finding her life intolerable, she had decided to move to California and start a new life where no one knew her past.

Chapter 1
Mary Campbell wrote down three phone numbers and closed out of the website before any of her family noticed what she was viewing. As she slipped the paper into her pocket, she looked out the window. A cold gray sky left little doubt that soon it would begin to snow again. Nothing unusual for a Minnesota winter day, but Mary was tired of it; tired to the bone.
After dinner, she lifted the wireless phone from its cradle and carried it upstairs to her bedroom. Her brother was in his room listening to country music, her parents were downstairs: Mom in the kitchen and Dad in front of the TV, no doubt sound asleep, even though it was barely eight p.m.
Mary dialed the first number. If this didn’t work, come the next phone bill there would be hell to pay for these long-distance numbers. She had barely explained why she was calling when the girl cut her off with a quick, “It’s rented,” and slammed the phone down. The second person was nicer, but the news was no better. “Third’s the charm,” she whispered, as she dialed the last number.
She explained why she was calling and held her breath waiting for the bad news….
“Yeah, well it’s like not much,” the girl replied, “But it’s cheap.”
Mary paused, surprised to find a rent of $800 a month considered cheap. “Then…it’s available?”
“Yeah, you interested?”
“Yes, oh, yes.” She was more than interested. She was desperate.
“Come by tomorrow morning, 1606 Anderson, first door on the left, fifth floor.”
“Wait!” she panicked. “It will take me a day to get there. Can you hold it for me?”
There was a pause. “Sure, you sound like a nice person. I’ll hold it.”
Mary was shaking as she disconnected her call. She had done it. She had a place to live in sunny California. She snuck downstairs, returned the phone to its cradle and then hurried back to her room to pack. Terrified that someone might walk in while she packed, she gave little thought to what she tossed inside. Once the suitcase was full, she slid it beneath her bed, so her Dad wouldn’t notice when he came to say good night.
She removed her gown and studied her naked body before the mirror. Everyone said she was prettier than the movie stars. She hadn’t always been so beautiful. Her life had been normal as a young girl, but when she reached puberty and her body changed, everyone loved her. The teachers, the boys…even the girls. Within a single year, she turned from being a wallflower to the most popular girl in school.
At first the constant admiration pleased her but as time progressed, she grew jaded. No one knew anything about her. They loved her on sight, because of her looks, not because of who she was.
When she graduated from school two years ago, she went to work at a dentist office. Getting the job had been easy, but keeping it required more than she wished. Recently her boss had been pressuring her to get an apartment so he could be with her beyond work hours.
She had admitted she would like her own place, and gratefully accepted the money he offered so she could afford to rent an apartment.
She suspected he’d be a bit angry when he discovered the apartment she rented was in California, but she never actually said she’d look in Minnesota.
She was in bed when her father softly opened her door and eased inside, closing the door behind him. “You awake, sweetie?” he whispered.
She hesitated before answering. It would be over faster if she admitted she was. She rolled to her back. “Yes, sir.”
She awoke to the banging of pots as her mother fixed breakfast. The clock said it was almost four a.m. She rolled from the bed and grabbed her robe, stumbling to the bathroom. Her heart raced as she realized this would be the last morning she’d rise before the sun.
Breakfast was always a silent affair. It was too early in the morning for anyone to have much to say. Once the meal was consumed, everyone went about their chores on the farm. Only Mary was exempt from farm work. She had a job at the Dentist’s office, which brought in hard cash. Her dad had been after her brother Jeff to bring home a wife to help Mom with the house chores, but so far, Jeff hadn’t complied with that request.
Mary sighed. It was good she was leaving. She suspected Jeff would never marry as long as she remained at home.
With everyone about his or her chores, Mary was able to toss the suitcase from her bedroom window, walk downstairs, retrieve it from the hedge and put it in the car without notice. It was easy, yet the whole time she held her breath, expecting something or someone to stop her from escaping. Even as she drove to the airport, she expected a car accident to block her way or a tire to go flat. She didn’t relax until the plane lifted into the air
Finally, her life was her own!

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Tuesday, March 24, 2020

The Future of Scotland Yard by Liza O'Connor

The Future of Scotland Yard


Liza O'Connor


England has become besieged with foreign entities claiming to be English citizens. Three of them have managed to become members of Parliament. Worse yet, the new Prime Minister plans to remove Xavier from his position as head of Foreign Affairs and slot in a man the new Prime Minister likes a great deal. Unfortunately, the man is a Russian Spy.

Worse yet: Vic’s sister, Claire, has been declared healthy, despite being insane, and after marrying her doctor, who declared her sane, a week later she returns to London with the intent to kill everyone she hates, which is anyone associated with Vic. When Claire’s husband gets fired, he joins her in London and proves to be the reason she has a killing compulsion. He wasn’t making her better all this time. He was making her deadly.

To Vic’s horror, she discovers that Claire has murdered young men who resemble her. Since Tubs keeps Vic safe from harm, Claire is forced to kill young men who look like Vic rather than kill Vic. The murders have gone on for a year since Scotland Yard sought a man as the killer. Fortunately, the sixteenth victim didn’t die and knew exactly who had attempted to kill him: Claire Hamilton.

Claire is charged with fifteen deaths and one attempted murder. She is to be hung, the only problem is that Claire is so light, there’s a strong possibility that she won’t die and will quite possibly escape. Barns is determined not to let that happen, but Claire has some amazing skills.

Chapter 1

Vic and Xavier, the finest sleuths in England, couldn’t sleep due to a noisy street mob outside their window. For some reason, their normally quiet street had been invaded with a riot of drunken sods who wished to sing off-key and dance the bloody night away. Worse yet, some of the neighbors gave up on sleeping and joined the party as well.

Even at 6:00 a.m., the mob remained outside his home being as noisy as ever. Having enough of this nonsense, Xavier stormed down to Gregory’s room and demanded he use his telephone to ask Barns, the new head of Scotland Yards, to throw the whole bloody lot of them in jail.

“Sir, it is very early in the morning. I doubt he has yet gone to work,” Gregory chided.

“Don’t argue with me, for I haven’t had a wink of sleep,” Xavier warned.
With a huff, Gregory dialed the head of Scotland Yard on the matter of badly singing drunks.

“What?” Barns snapped.

Before Gregory could reply, Xavier grabbed the telephone and yelled, “Barns, I want you to blast the drunken sods on my street with cold water. No one in this house has gotten a minute of sleep!”

Barns remained silent for several seconds.

“Are you there?”

“I am. I’m just astounded that you called me on such a ridiculous request so early in the morning.

“They have been at it all night. Shall I send them to your street and see how much you like their off-key singing? Several of the local dogs are howling in pain from the racket.”

“Xavier, I don’t have time to tend to the mob. I have far more serious problems.”
“What other problems can you possibly have at this god-awful early hour?” Xavier demanded.

“I don’t have time to discuss it, presently,” Barns snapped. “However, I’ll have Captain Meyers send a carriage of officers to disperse your party.”

“They aren’t my bloody partygoers!” Xavier snapped. Before he could rant more, Barns hung-up on him.

Xavier stared at the phone in shock. Barns had never hung up on him before.
By the time Xavier returned upstairs, he was highly annoyed. “Barns just hung up on me!” he yelled at Vic.

“Well, something must be up for him to be at work so early. And why are you yelling at me? I didn’t hang up on you.”

“I appreciate that,” Xavier stated. “Thank you for not yelling at me.”

Vic wrapped her arms around him and kissed him.

“Even better,” he stated. “Let us ignore the nonsense outside and enjoy a moment of pleasure.”

“Excellent idea,” Vic assured him.

Five minutes into their love making, Captain Meyers and his officers arrived to remove the noisy and inconsiderate street people.

“Damn it all! Why do they show up now?” Xavier snapped.

Vic covered his face with kisses. “Stop. They are doing exactly what you asked them to do. You cannot demand them to arrive, then complain that they actually arrived.”
“You are correct. So, let us continue to make love while they disperse the mass of troublesome, inconsiderate Cretans outside our window.”

While they concluded a very fine bout of pleasure, Captain Meyers and his men removed the obnoxious partygoers, threatening them with jail time if they returned. Now with blessed silence outside, they decided to get a bit more sleep.

“Should we let Stone know that we’ll be late to work?” Vic asked.

“Stone will figure out why and where we are. While his body has weakened, his brain and hearing have not.”

Vic agreed. Stone, their third partner and former head of Scotland Yard, was awake and in the office across the street. Any issues that might pop up before they got a bit more sleep, Stone would handle if he could do so at his desk. If a problem required mobility, he would send Jacko’s eldest son, Pete, across the street to let us know.

While Davy was also in the office, he could no longer do much, other than fix a hot cup of tea. His bones hurt like the devil during winter, and this winter was brutal.

Vic had offered to move him back to her warmer home, but Davy refused. While he insisted the drafty room upstairs suited him, she suspected he just couldn’t get use to the noisy children in her home. Thus, she purchased him the finest blankets she could find, to keep him from freezing to death.

To be honest, the children were a noisy lot, but she didn’t mind since it was mostly in play. Vic loved to hear all the children playing and laughing. Besides her fabulous son, Cannon, there was Tub’s boy, Ham, who was by far the tallest of the children now, despite that Cannon was ten months older than Ham. Their latest rescue was an adorable baby boy named Danny. She acquired him from a Baby Farmer who had been ordered to kill the child. For a mere hundred pounds, he gave her the child.

Best of all: the children got along with one another.

Unfortunately, when Claire finally discovered her mansion didn’t legally belong to her, she went crazy. Upon discovering that Victor “owned” her mansion, she set it on fire. Never mind she and her many male friends were the only ones who entered it now that she had divorced David.

Refusing to risk the lives of everyone in Vic and Xavier’s house, Xavier had Claire committed to the finest asylum in England.

Vic hoped the place could cure her.

Xavier doubted anyone could cure Claire, but he never shared that with Vic.
However, it did mean that Maddy moved to their house so she could live with her father, David, and little Danny. Nor, did it take long for David to realize Maddy hated baby Danny.

Vic wasn’t surprised that Maddy had anger issues. But she had no idea why Maddy would focus her anger on the sweet baby.


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