February 14th at Momo's Hey, bartender. You must be new here, right? Don't remember seeing you before. But then, I haven't been here in a year. What's your name tag say? J-A-C-Q-I. Cute spelling. Give me a Midori and seltzer, with a lime twist. I may get something stronger, but that all depends... No, I guess you don't get a lot of black women in a bar for...
"Mirayi, mon amour, can you please watch my coat? I've got to go to the washroom, been holding it since we left campus," Rachel Guillaume said, shaking her head. The tall, curvaceous young Haitian-Canadian woman carefully draped her black leather jacket over the back of the chair. Mirayi Yasimoto smiled and nodded, taking a sip of her tea. Rachel flashed Mir...
1923, Vienna They had boarded the Night Train in Vienna and were now on their way to Istanbul. To the unsuspecting passengers they were just two young travelling companions, daughter of diplomats maybe on their way to some grand occasion at the end of Europe. But they were quite a bit more. Aniela, a polish girl in her early twenties and Daiya a Japanese gi...
(The actual stories will be in third-person. This just works better.) While walking down the street one day, you come across a strange store. In an age of digital goods, books of all sorts were scattered about in both the window and in the shop itself. Letting your curiousity get the better of you, you head on in. "Welcome!" a woman's voice called...
So you know a little about me, I always did the boy thing until college. Before then and growing up, I thought girls were attractive but it was more about wanting to have their clothes and cute style. I never thought of them other than as friends. In high school, I dated guys and they swarmed all over me like bees. That's when I realized guys operate on a to...
Amanda has a body of which any woman would be proud. Her compact, five and a half foot frame is an intriguing study in contrast: simultaneously athletically powerful and succulently feminine. Her body has the sculpted definition of someone who has exercised regularly, but, though visible, her musculature lies under a layer of padding whose texture only a wom...
Helene and Lisa stood outside Miss Baker's office after a nervous school lunch. Wednesday afternoon was dedicated to sports, and it felt unnatural to be standing in the corridor while the other girls bustled towards the changing rooms. Miss Baker opened the door and looked at the two eighteen year olds in their school uniforms. "Both of you again?" She lo...
Readers: I do hope you will enjoy my latest military tale. It was written to please. :-) ***** DAWN It was hard to believe I had lived in Japan for over four years. Yokosuka, a suburb of Tokyo, is home of one to the largest military bases in the world and my husband Drew had been stationed there these last four years. The country was lovely and the people...
It was a month now since Carolyn Lord had left her old job, and things were not working out at all as she had thought they would. Her new position was very satisfying for her. Being Mrs. Stevens' personal assistant was everything she had hoped it to be. It was challenging, and required her to be ready to handle any sort of crisis at a moment's notice. She w...
The fluorescent lights in the library provided scant illumination in the waning hours of the Oklahoma day. In fact, although it was only 6 pm in November, Fumiko could barely see the print on the fluid dynamics textbook in front of her. For all it was worth, the book was like a useless stone slab. She had been using her cell phone to provide some manual ligh...