"Yasmeen, um, when I see you, I feel things, and I honestly don't know what to do about that," Jannah Kafando said softly, her voice barely above a whisper. Standing there with her hands in her pockets, clad in a long-sleeved red T-shirt featuring the smiling face of U.S. President Barack Obama, blue jeans and black Timberland shoes, her long black hair care...
By Emma Yates-Fourier The snow crunched beneath the tires as the cars wove intricate patterns across the parking lot. "How bad is it here when the snow falls?" Ed had only been in Baltimore three months and this was the first appreciable snow fall, even though it was late in the season. "It depends on where you live or are driving to", Steve answered dryly,...
It was the last day of the West Coast trip and the schedule had been kept deliberately light. Wendy and Jen sat in the hotel suite working away at their laptops, catching up on e-mails, when the phone rang. Wendy reached across and punched the button that turned on the speaker-phone facility. "Ms McCuskell, it's Donnelly here." Mr Donnelly's firm voice rang...
continued... Day 13... We woke before the alarm sounded and by 6:45, we were sitting at breakfast, discussing our driving strategy. "What I'm saying is that if we do four-hour shifts behind the wheel, that we could easily do twelve or fourteen-hour drive-days," Marni was saying in pressing for team-driving. "I get it, babe, I see your point...So, Amaril...
Your name is Christine Edwards, and you are currently one bored, horny woman. Moving is usually bad enough without your hormones backing up; you're used to moving, having done so with your still-stuck-in-the-60s semi-hippie parents. Given that you'd run through twelve countries by the time you were sixteen, it's not surprising that you'd take a job that allo...
The East Village Vintage Shop There are in New York, as in all cities, institutions that become part of the urban landscape. Zabar's, the Stage Deli, and Veniero's are among them. Veniero's is essentially a cookie store whose white boxes with maroon script are ubiquitous in the City. It sits in a small shop, now expanded to include a small café, on East Ele...
I first saw Rylee in Harrogate, Yorkshire, we were both attending the annual meeting of our Professional Nursing Organization and were, quite separately, viewing the Sales Exhibition. Quite obviously of West Indies origin, this woman captured my attention like an electromagnet, so stunningly beautiful I harboured an instant need to feel myself naked against...
"What was that?!" Anna said as there was a sudden sound of splintering wood and tearing metal from out in the pouring rain which surrounded "Sweet Licks" Ice-Cream Parlor in Paradise West Virginia where she was working the morning shift with her frenemy Jean. The two women, both 18 and finishing high-school, had been best friends from ki...
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The rags Rebekkah wore barely covered her modesty. It was impossible for them to cover both breasts. As she struggled along the muddy track, the rotting shoes on her feet let in the moisture from the earth while each step exposed her bare crotch to the chill of the late March wind. But Rebekkah had long ago lost all sense of propriety or dignity. And if her...