Eltingville Pete Novels & Stories

came Granville’s voice sounding tiny as it came from the phone’s speaker. “We are five minutes away.” replied Pete hanging up. Both he and his wolf were bristling at the thought of sending Sarah in there by herself but he had no choice. He knew the doorman was a wolf and would scent him straight away and if the Reiver was awake, Pete definitely didn’t want to be seen by him in case this whole thing went tits up. Pete pulled the car up to the kerb outside a very exclusive looking building. “I‘ll be right here when you are done.” said Pete.

Ellie flicked his muzzle gently. “See?” she said, throwing her arms around him. “Totally harmless. He just wants syrup.” Her father’s silence stretched. Finally, with a long breath, he said, “Only if he wears a harness. And a muzzle. All three heads.” Ellie groaned, but she swallowed her protest. A win was still a win. The Crescent Mall’s glass doors whooshed open, releasing a flood of perfume, fried food, and chatter. For the first ten minutes, it was perfect.

she said. “It got boring pretty fast. Besides, I had to find something to entertain myself with,” he said. “Too bad your entertainment is our livelihood,” she said with disgust. “I didn’t mean it that way. You know the best way to play in this game is to hide in plain sight. So I have to be legit so I can protect the business,” Pete said, pulling up a chair and sitting across from her. Instead of dressing up, Ella stood up and dropped her towel. She then spread some oil on her alms and started oiling her breasts. Pete stared at her well toned body and then he reached out to her belly button which had a small pearl hanging from a piercing.

He rode the bike like I did, as fast as you were allowed. “Where are we?” I asked him and looked around at the dodgy area. “Garfield Park,” he said with a smile. “One of the more dangerous areas to be in, but almost like home for me.” We walked into the diner and he chose a booth from where he could see the parking lot and the street and I sat down next to him. I watched the black man as he walked towards us and Levi stood up. They hugged each other for a long time and he had this typical gangster look about him and I couldn’t see how they were friends.

Grady carried on as if nothing had happened like he didn’t essentially murder Milton. I decided to hang back in the tent tonight; I hadn’t seen Elsie’s entire act since the very first time. There wasn’t as large a crowd as there had been in previous shows, but we were in a small town in northern Virginia. The people didn’t have the energy that Elsie deserved. If they wouldn’t give it to her, then I would.

Because I didn't have a potty mouth like the previous proprietor, the deli was fairly quiet the next day. Celie's apron was replaced by a small petal pink one. Elise bought it for me so that I didn't look like a burrito in Celie's. Fifteen minutes after the opening, destruction had found its way into the grill and was on fire. The Lovebirds and the Pole Dancer helped me put the flames out. It took some squealing and struggling and cursing before the fire stopped.