101 Reasons Why Not to Become a Gynecologist… (…And the gruesome, grotesque, and sometimes funny stories behind the scenes!) By: Stephen M. Brown Inspired By: Erin Marie Rizor DISCLAIMER: The Following Story is completely and totally fictional. All of the characters are completely fictional with a true 100% real fact at the beginning of e...
Disclaimer All persons or entities appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real people, living or dead, or entities, existing or previously existing, is entirely coincidental. "Hello, WC Auto Service, how may we help you?" "I need to get a service done on my Toyota Corolla" said Lisa. "Can you do it in my driveway this Saturday at 11...
He was making shakshuka and Otis Redding was playing. Outside it was raining theatrically, performatively, un-Londonly in defiant refusal of the city's politesse, its grammar of mannerly evisceration and well-behaved alienation, intelligible to those raised to guarantee its proliferation, nebulously comprehensible to the rest, only insofar as its sting is fe...
A beautiful sexy woman can make all the difference in the world. Last November one turned my Thanksgiving from a living hell into a living paradise. If all my holidays were like that one I'd get a job at Hallmark just to express my gratitude. It started out boring enough. I am not a big fan of turkeys, large family gatherings, football, or cranberry sauce s...
Hope you have read the first part of my story : Bus Strangers to Lovers in Hotel ch.1 Do Mail me your comments & feedback. ***** At my client's place I was thinking about her, it took around 2hours for me to complete my work and get free, after I got free I called her. Sheetal: (On Phone) hi, where are you, got free? Me: (on Phone) Yes I am free and all...
Silence was the only sound throughout the cargo-bay. The thirty slaves were looking at Mike very cautiously until Xavier hobbled forward at an easy rate. When he reached the front of the group he looked at those gathered, waiting until each and everyone of the slaves looked him in the eye and nodded. The old man turned at last and cleared his throat. "We hav...
I'm Mike, a 32 year old half owner of an auto shop that specializes in customizing cars to make them more stylish or more mechanically capable of at least holding their own in a one-on-one street race. It's quite a large shop and I must say we are doing very well in spite of the slow-down in the economy. It was a Monday morning and I was working on a 64 Mu...
PAMELA'S STORY I am a nurse. I am plain looking. My story is anything but that. I am thirty-three. After training in medical college hospitals I worked for one year in government hospitals. I resigned the job when I got married. That was thirteen years ago. When my children were twelve and ten my husband and I judged that they do not need my constant care a...
He sits upon the wobbly old picnic table, a cigarette jutting from between his lips. It seems that there is always a cigarette resting there anymore. He had managed to quit for six months before all of this had started, and had been rather proud of that. Now, all that work had been for nothing. He knows that he needs to quit again but he also knows that this...
As she endlessly waited in her car outside the auto shop, the leather of her car seat was beginning to stick to her thighs. It was hot, and Southern California summers were merciless. She had worn a flowy skirt, thinking it'd keep her cool. But she'd been watching the tan Cuban mechanic working on the cars in the garage, and she was starting to doubt that th...