Really, I think this deserved a better title.
The Young Mutch
This is another story from the molyworld.net website that Cindy alerted me to.
It is entitled Wet Dreams. Oh Lindsay, you card …
Here’s the first few pars.
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The alarm clock gurgled.
Willis opened his eyes and stared at the light playing at the surface of the pool. He got out of bed, stretched, yawned, and swam to the surface.
Beside the pool was a plastic picnic table, three plastic chairs and a tasteless yellow Hawaiian-style umbrella. On one of the chairs was a severe man worn beneath an equally severe suit.
The man had a name. It was foreign-sounding. Forgot it within seconds of first hearing it. He wore the black suit which had become corporate uniform. He belonged to a Super Secret Government Agency (SSGA), the name of which had not been mentioned.
The whole thing is hosted here:
http://www.box.net/shared/s05tgtdimt
