Night Out Ch. 02: Good Morning

Hi everyone, it's Brie, your favorite Pizza delivery person. I hope you remember me and enjoyed my ongoing adventures in my Pizza with a twist series. I enjoyed sharing all the crazy antics that went on in the Pizza shop with you. So, this time I thought I might share a few of my crazy days that occurred either outside of the shop or were a result of my job that weren't covered in my other series. One such adventure occurred about 3 weeks after I started working at the shop, just after the July holiday. Jimmy J and I were ready to start our shift when Sal, our Counter Manager, asked us to run a delivery that was outside of our normal route. The address of the order actually belonged to Timmy, one of the other drivers, but he was late as usual. You might remember Timmy, he believed that being 9 minutes late was arriving exactly on time. Every day. It was to an area on the outskirts of Middleton. It seemed very quiet and secluded with plenty of space between the houses. I could...

Disclaimer: This story is original and involves characters all above 21 years of age. It is entirely fictional and is not meant to represent anyone either real or fictional. Please feel free to send feedback as this is my first attempt. The story is based on the first person narrative of a fictional character named Sammie. Sammie Returns to the Clinic A few days later while you were just laying in bed wondering what you were going to make yourself for breakfast your phone rang. "Hello? Sammie speaking." The voice on the other line said without emotion, "Dr Petrova needs to see you back at the clinic this afternoon. She will give you your results then. One instruction she wants me to give you. You are only to drink water today. No other food or drink. We will see you at the clinic at 4 o'clock sharp. Good-Day." With that she hung up. You recognized the voice of the office assistant. You caught yourself remembering the way she walked away in that leather skirt t...

The chill of the morning brushed against her cheek; Evy began to stir despite the wild night from before. Her stomach began to whisper its hunger; the need to use the bathroom tickled at the back of her mind. The warmth and coziness from being in bed made her not want to leave until she found herself searching more for its source. Rolling over, Evy reached until her hands made contact with skin. A body. The flashbacks from the night crashed into focus as the grogginess and sleep began to leave her. Her wondering eyes peeked from under the covers as her leg brushed against his. The moment of contact sent a tingle down her spine, reminding her of the night with him. Evy gasped at this stranger in her bed, unsure of how to carry on. He didn't make any moves to leave that night, and in truth, she didn't want him to go. But should she wake him up? Or leave him alone to wake up in an unfamiliar room. Inhaling deeply, replaying the night, Evy chewed her lip knowing they were up late....