This is the last time I allow myself to frown over you people, I told myself as I walked out of the mosque in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I still couldn't shake off the Imam's words as he practically glowered at me as he ordered me out of the men's prayer hall. He called me every name in the book. All because I wanted to pray with men. Because o...
Chapter One (September 1997) Angie hadn't been in the Union Bar until now. Months ago, when she'd visited and been shown round the campus it hadn't been open; nor had any of the three other bars on site. If memory served her correctly, the Union wasn't the biggest student drinking venue but it had looked the most promising. So here she was. And seen now,...
Summer in South Florida is its own kind of hell and that particular summer made me feel like I was paying for sins I had yet to commit. The bar I worked at was tucked away off the tourists' beaten path. For them, the obnoxiousness, the pretentious affectations and the vapid Kardashian existence of the $800 bottles at the Miami Beach clubs. For us, the local...
I have been married for about six years now. The first five with Chuck were some of the best of my life. I am 31 years old now and for the last year, I have been pretty much alone. It seems as though Chuck has started going out pretty frequently with "the guys", usually to one of the local strip joints. When he finally rolls in after closing the joint, he sa...
The next day, Laura got a text from Morgan telling her to come to her room. Once there, she knocked on the door. Morgan swiftly answered and shepherded her into her single dorm. "Take off your clothes," Morgan said, returning to her desk where she had study materials already open. "Whenever you're in here- unless I have guests or it's otherwise specified-...
I slowly sipped my cranberry and vodka, danced in the chair to the upbeat music and tried not to be so turned on by the girls on the stage. The air conditioner behind me was chilling my wet skin, giving me goosebumps. The rain lingered in my hair, and on the plentiful curves at the tops of my breasts, but I didn't wipe them off. I was getting checked out my...
********************* Originally a collaboration (thank you Gianna and Susie for your ideas), then developed to suit the 'needs' of an extremely sexual and sensual friend. I hope you like the finished article. Read it slowly and enjoy yourself. ********************* My work in recruitment had recently exploded and taken on an international dimension, whic...
Honestly, I didn't know if I should fly into an uncontrollable rage, break down and have a good cry or simply just laugh my ass off! After all, these kinds of things only happen to people in the movies, right? I mean sure, husbands (or in my case, boyfriends) cheat and their wives or girlfriends (that would be me, the latter) sometimes find out, but not like...
I stared at my reflection in the mirror and thought to myself "how did my life come to this?" I am successful business owner, a mother of two great children, and my husband is a good man even when he is not being a total asshole. So why am I thinking of crossing the line with someone else? Why is it after all this time I am doubting my sexuality? I am 43 yea...
It was just a day like any other well so I thought. Sunday session drinks with the girls a few bottles of wine down and more coming. Then I see her, the girl working at the bar, and she was stunning I could stop looking at her all I kept thinking was I wanted to at the least know her name. An hour or two went past and I think I finally had just enough Dutc...