Yes Sirs Novels & Stories

What kind of man was he, really? ***

Helen breathed a sigh of relief. 'sreek' The board moves towards the word 'Yes'. "Kevin, this isn't funny. Don't mess around!" I started to feel scared. "That's not me!" He replied, "Alex, put your finger back down!" his orders. Alex obeyed Kevin's words with a sour look. "Okay. Have you lived here long?" Sarra tries to ask a question. [Y-E-S] "Are you around us?" still Sarah. [Y-E-S]

Sir laughed lightly, “Tell me.” I pushed my hair behind my ears, I placed my fingertip on his arms and drew circles, “You know…..lights are turned off….. music is on….behind a closed door…. Clothes…” “Inaya oh my goodness,” Sir chuckled softly, “Let’s take this a step at a time, we are not there yet.” “Okay Sir,” I rolled my eyes playfully. “Inaya,” Sir called, until today I never noticed Sir has a calm, deep, rough voice that soothes the ear, “Can you stop calling me Sir now?”

he ordered. “Yes, Sir.” ***

Steel declared. "Yes, sir.”

He kept his distance, as though getting too close might be a mistake he wasn’t willing to risk. I tilted my head slightly, observing him for a moment longer. I could have poured my own drink, but I didn’t. “Serve me another, please.” I kept my voice calm, almost indifferent. I noticed the way he swallowed hard before answering. “Yes, of course, sir.” He moved toward me with a carefulness that screamed internal conflict. The way he said “sir” hit me somewhere low and unexpected. Subtle. Too quick to fully analyze. I ignored it—or at least tried to.

If yes, continue. Sir/Ma I am making a very BIG ANNOUNCEMENT on Monday by 3pm prompt to few people I respect and admire so much, and you are one of them. I am counting on you to be there to hear it in person. Sir would you make out time for me on Monday by 3pm? (Keep quiet and wait for answer). If no you respond... No problem sir. I was really counting on your presence. Bye If yes, That’s awesome sir. I knew I could always count on you. Thank for making out time for me. See you on Monday Bye.

Did you run me over, yes or no? James sighed. He needed to get around that situation somehow. -Yes, you entered the middle of the street suddenly and there was no time to stop. -You should be driving too fast not to be able to stop. -No, no, no. I was driving at a proper speed, it was you who crossed without paying attention. -I disagree. And I think the police will agree with me. -We don’t need to involve the police in this. -Comrade, I’ve been fired, I’ve been run over, I’ll have to spend money I don’t have on hospital bills, the only thing I can do is talk to the police.

He gave her a reassuring nod, then turned his attention to the mortified old woman at the doorway. “Let him in, Mrs. Higgins,” Chris commanded. “Let’s get this over with.”

"Yes, sir." ***