Seanday Fillers: Horse Play

"No, no way," Rick muttered. "There's no way I'm going to do that, it's a fucked up plan."

"But it's twenty thousand dollars man," Jack retorted. "It'll just be a day--and a bit, it'll be easy."

"What part of NO do you NOT understand!"

Jack looked at the stallion, its eyes where bright and alert. He held up his hand, and he animal reared back and trotted off.

"You know the plan will work," Jack moaned. Then he flexed, "See, proof that it works."

Rick kicked at the ground. "But it's an animal, how am I going to control it?"

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Seanday Starter: Take a chance, pt4

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"I have a confession to make." Derek look worried. "It's about your son, you remember five or six months ago you had an argument with him?" Derek looked blankly at Craig. "Well, you did, he wanted to take a year out. Go with his friend and travel the world? You said no, even tho' all the expenses were paid."

Derek nodded, "I remember now."

"Well, Tom saw me, saw me changing at his school. I was posing as a student teacher, but I heard security was looking for me. So I ducked into the gym, he was in the locker room, but I didn't see him. I found a locker that was unlocked," Craig grinned, "I was lucky. Found the kid's ID and stole a look into the gym, just to see what he looked like--that's all I needed."

He scratched his chin. "I dumped my clothes and shifted into the kid's body. Then I heard Tom, he must have knocked something over. He came storming out, saying I wasn't his friend. He said he'd watched me change, I tried to convince him I was his friend Richard, but he was adamant. Time was running out, it would be even worse if class came back into the locker room with me in here. So I pleaded with him to let me go, and I promised to meet with him after school. He agreed and I pulled on his friends clothes and left."

"Did he meet with you later?" Derek asked.

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Questioning

by Carlos Palanca

Justin is having his own workout session in his personal Multiple dumbbells were stacked at the side of the room. A treadmill can be found across the weights. A bench was located across the door while a large mirror was beside it. Workout music was playing loud. The floor had marks that indicate that beads of sweat dripped on it.

Justin was in that room for a couple of hours now. He took his phone near the speakers and noticed that it was already 7 o’clock in the evening. He couldn’t tell if the sun was still up since there were no windows in his gym. He wiped his face and some parts of his body with a towel and rested a bit. He left his little gym right after he took a selfie and uploaded it to his Instagram.

He went to the kitchen and drank a tall glass of cold water. Then, he took a look around and admired his his new penthouse which was a gift from his dad who happens to be the richest man in town. He stayed there for a while and checked his social media accounts. Suddenly, his doorbell rang. He walked towards the door but didn’t open it immediately. Beside the door was a small screen that shows the live video of the other side of the door. He was surprised to see that there was a cop! He pushed on the icon on the screen that says “Talk” without releasing his index finger. Through the microphone located below the screen (which is also beside the speaker), he said, “Good Evening Officer! How can I help you?”

“Good evening to you, too! Is Mr. Hues there?” said the officer.

“This is he.” Replied Justin.

“Mr. Hues, we received an anonymous tip that you were harboring packets of cocaine and I have a search warrant to search your residence.” Explained the officer as he showed the signed warrant.

Seanday Starter: Take a chance, pt3

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Derek pulled at the skinny jeans he was wearing. He'd pranked Sam, but now he was heading back to his own house looking like his son's best friend. He glanced at his new face; this was going to be fun, but he wondered if he could fool Tom. He threw and caught the keys, it was a lucky turn of events to get the kid's pickup as well.

Sam was a bit of a mystery, Derek only looked like him. "Damn I wish there was a way to get his memories as well," he muttered. "Still I've been around when he'd visited before, I reckon I could muddle through."

It was only a short drive back to the house. Parking up, he made his way to the front door, then remembered Sam was allowed to use the side door; through the utility room.

Inside was the familiar sound of bass from upstairs. Sam shouted for Tom, but didn't get a reply. Tentatively he headed up stairs.

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Seanday Shorts: Professional Taker, pt3

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I watched as Tony left the station. Walker's body was big, and strong, but it was uncomfortable despite its size. I scanned his mind, even though I'd put him to sleep I was able to extract any information I needed.

He was about 280, maybe even 300lbs, it had been a while since he last weighed himself. He was a powerlifter, his destiny had been cast as soon as the coach had seen him. He'd been successful, many medals to his name, but inevitably it came to the point when he wondered how it would help him in any future career. It was only by chance that he'd stumbled into the police force, it was a small town and as such didn't need a large officer count. When you know people, it's easy to make a place for yourself. Walker moved through the ranks, and ended up being the sergeant with two officers.

His two men or 'boys' as he called them, were both as dumb as rocks, a couple of football jocks. No real education, and now they just provided the 'official' muscle for the department.

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Seanday Shorts: Professional Taker, pt2

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As I made my way back to Garrett's home, his mobile buzzed in my pocket. It was a message, from Duncan, Garrett's boyfriend.

*Working late, don't wait up*

I tapped out a reply drawing on Garrett's feelings, *ok, miss you babe.*

It was kind of a relief; not having to deal with other peoples relationships. But inside I could feel Garrett's disappointment.

When I got back I knew a shower was what I needed. Off came the sweater, the t-shirt. I wriggled out of my shorts and caught sight of Garrett in the mirror.

He was kinda cute. I could understand why Duncan; or Dunc', had fallen for him.

Throwing the vest to the floor, I paused for a moment looking back at the mess I'd made. Sighing, I went back and picked up the clothes. Garrett was whispering in my head; *he's got a thing about tidying up*. I'd usually shut out the voices, but I liked having Garrett around. For once, I was getting a buzz from his excitement, of being controlled. He thought I was his friend Ray, and why should I spoil that thrill for him.

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The master becomes the pupil.

There were 4 of us who started a new job last Wednesday and 2 'supervisors' who were there to train us apparently. There was Me, (28) Matt (22) Karl (27) and Josh (19) the 2 supervisors were Ben (26) and John (48). There was no similarity to any of us and we all wondered why the our particular group had been picked, the only thing we could think of was that we were all quite young and reasonably fit. We had all been discussing previous experiences, again no similarities,  and the interview, we all thought we had done very badly at the interview. I think I was the only one with a special gift; at least no one else had dared to mention it.