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Authors: Laurel L. Russwurm

Tags: #friendship, #rape, #university life, #trust, #sexuality, #college, #stalking, #free culture, #free software

Inconstant Moon - Default Font Edition

 

Inconstant Moon

“...builds with great intensity toward a mystery that must be solved.

The answers lie in understanding adult responsibility and knowing that things aren’t always as they appear.

Inconstant Moon
will pull you in more strongly than the moon draws the tides.”


Debbi Mack
,
New York Times
bestselling author

of
Identity Crisis
and
Least Wanted

 

Inconstant Moon
∼ a novel ∼
by
Laurel L. Russwurm
Default Font Edition
Libreleft Books
copyright

This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, institutions, or persons, whether corporate, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

This book, is copyright © by Laurel L. Russwurm 2011

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dramatis personæ
Fyfield House Residence
Liz — 1st Year, Photography
Natasha — 1st Year, Photography
Elsie — 2nd Year Med School
Maggie — 2nd Year, Computer Science
Amelia — 1st Year, English Lit
Mouse — 1st Year, English Lit
Boris — 1st Year, Photography
Jake — 1st Year, Photography
Ethan — grad student, Photography, Teaching Assistant
Oscar — 2nd Year, Computer Science
Jose — 1st Year, English Lit
Eric — 1st Year, English Lit
Married Student Residence
Quentin — 1st Year, Photography
Tamara — 1st Year Med School
Kate — 2nd Year, Computer Science
Nick — 3rd year Med School, Teaching Assistant
Off Campus
Adam — 2nd Year, Computer Science
Barbie — 1st Year Med School
Krystal — 2nd Year, Computer Science

 

     dedicated to

an amazing woman

and very good friend

who just happens to be 

the world's best sister-in-law

 

for

Nienke Hinton

with love

quotation

 


O, swear not by the moon!
The inconstant moon,
that monthly changes in her circled orb,
lest that thy love prove
likewise variable.”
— Juliet, 

William Shakespeare's
     Romeo & Juliet

Table of Contents

cover

blurb

title page

copyright page

dramatis personæ

dedication

quotation

Table of Contents

chapter 1 . . . thursday

chapter 2 . . .

chapter 3 . . . friday

chapter 4 . . .

chapter 5 . . .

chapter 6 . . .

chapter 7 . . .

chapter 8 . . .

chapter 9 . . .

chapter 10 . . .

chapter 11 . . .

chapter 12 . . .the weekend

chapter 13 . . .

chapter 14 . . .

chapter 15 . . . monday

chapter 16 . . .

chapter 17 . . .

chapter 18 . . .

chapter 19 . . .

chapter 20 . . .

chapter 21 . . .

chapter 22 . . .

chapter 23 . . .

chapter 24 . . .

chapter 25 . . .

chapter 26 . . .

chapter 27 . . .

chapter 28 . . . tuesday

chapter 29 . . .

chapter 30 . . .

chapter 31 . . .

chapter 32 . . .

chapter 33 . . .

chapter 34 . . .

chapter 35 . . .

chapter 36 . . .

chapter 37 . . .

chapter 38 . . .

chapter 39 . . . wednesday

chapter 40 . . .

chapter 41 . . .

chapter 42 . . .

chapter 43 . . .

chapter 44 . . .

chapter 45 . . .

chapter 46 . . .

chapter 47 . . .

chapter 48 . . .

chapter 49 . . .

chapter 50 . . .

chapter 51 . . .

chapter 52 . . .

chapter 53 . . .

chapter 54 . . .

chapter 55 . . .

chapter 56 . . .

chapter 57 . . .

chapter 58 . . .

chapter 59 . . .

chapter 60 . . .

chapter 61 . . .

chapter 62 . . . thursday

chapter 63 . . .

chapter 64 . . .

chapter 65 . . .

chapter 66 . . .

chapter 67 . . .

chapter 68 . . .

chapter 69 . . .

chapter 70 . . .

chapter 71 . . .

chapter 72 . . .

chapter 73 . . .

chapter 74 . . .

chapter 75 . . .

chapter 76 . . .

chapter 77 . . .

chapter 78 . . .

chapter 79 . . .

chapter 80 . . .

chapter 81 . . .

chapter 82 . . .

chapter 83 . . .

chapter 84 . . .

chapter 85 . . .

chapter 86 . . .

chapter 87 . . .

chapter 88 . . .

chapter 89 . . .

chapter 90 . . .

chapter 91 . . . friday

chapter 92 . . .

chapter 93 . . .

chapter 94 . . .

chapter 95 . . .

chapter 96 . . .

chapter 97 . . .

chapter 98 . . .

chapter 99 . . .

chapter 100 . . .

chapter 101 . . .

chapter 102 . . .

chapter 103 . . .

chapter 104 . . .

chapter 105 . . .

chapter 106 . . .

chapter 107 . . .

chapter 108 . . .

chapter 109 . . .

chapter 110 . . .

chapter 111 . . .

chapter 112 . . .

chapter 113 . . .

chapter 114 . . .

chapter 115 . . .

chapter 116 . . .

chapter 117 . . .

chapter 118 . . .

chapter 119 . . .

chapter 120 . . .

chapter 121 . . . saturday

chapter 122 . . .

chapter 123 . . .

chapter 124 . . .

chapter 125 . . . sunday

chapter 126 . . .

chapter 127 . . .

chapter 128 . . . monday

chapter 129 . . .

chapter 130 . . .

chapter 131 . . .

chapter 132 . . .

chapter 133 . . .

chapter 134 . . .

chapter 135 . . .

chapter 136 . . .

chapter 137 . . .

chapter 138 . . .

chapter 139 . . .

chapter 140 . . .

About the Author

acknowledgements

colophon

chapter 1 . . . thursday

Given a choice, he'd be anywhere but here.

Although quite close to the street, the thick stand of trees means the road noise is almost nonexistent. A paved pathway meanders through the woods, interspersed every so often with concrete stanchions bearing street lights. The worst of it is all the leaf mold. Tree stink. Fresh air. Cold. Who needs it?

At least there's this stump to sit on.

Because there isn't a choice.

Resting elbows on knees, concealed in forest shadow, he takes a deep drag on the cigarette he's just lit. But then he tenses as he hears the sound of a female giggle.

Holds his breath.

Listens.

Relax.

Exhale.

Watch the smoke rise up and dissipate among the trees.

False alarm.

Too loud, gotta be a pack.

He needs a cull; packs are dangerous. He draws deep on the cigarette and quietly strokes himself as he watches the long limbed college girls sweep past his hidey hole, never once glancing his way. After all, why would they? The world is theirs for the taking. Look at that firm flesh, so casually parading past. Teasing glimpses of breast and buttock make him stiffer than ever. He knows that he'll never be allowed to touch; so he touches himself as he watches them. On parade. Just for him.

Then that bunch is gone, and he's left alone again. A smile touches his lips and he drags deeply, watching wisps of smoke curl sensuously in the air above the cigarette.

Watching the smoke he luxuriates in the cherished memory of that time in the elevator, his day with the Ice Queen from the seventeenth floor. The unattainable goddess never registered his existence. She didn't see him. They never did.

But as the car filled up, and everyone pressed more tightly in the confines of the corporate box she brushed her buttocks deliciously against him. Teasing his penis, the Ice Queen swayed with the elevator's motion. And she smelled
so
good. He felt his blood rising, his breath grow ragged, and he knew it was impossible but he couldn't stop.

Was it her soap or perfume or her very own girl smell? Whatever it was he tightened his grip on the briefcase and tried to hold his breath, to pull away, but there was nowhere to go.

She leaned back into him and stiffened as his hardness strained into her softness. An unexpected rush of pleasure— he knew she could feel him. She froze in place, tantalizing, connected. He couldn't breathe . . . blood was pounding in his ears . . . pounding. He closed his eyes as she began to squirm, rubbing against him . . .
deliberately
.  He couldn't believe it. Surely this was more than any man should have to bear.  He breathed in deeply, more of a shudder as he could feel he was about to . . .

He bit his tongue so he wouldn't cry out as the elevator stopped. Tasted the blood as she went, waving those buttocks saucily at him as she left the elevator with the others on the seventeenth floor. As if nothing had happened.

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