This story is dedicated to someone who will always have a special place in my heart I noticed it was already 8 PM and the summer sun had started its descent into the city skyline, the sun reflected off the buildings, creating a prism like effect. My plan was to end the day in Little Italy and have a quite dinner at a little sidewalk cafe. The stifling he...
Advertised as a complete cornucopia of delight for all the senses, it still took months to be accepted for a reservation. The waivers, disclaimers, and doctors' report that had to accompany each request for a reservation seemed mountainous and over bearing. Yet, once that magical reservation was obtained, there was never any doubt or change of plans, as it...
She enjoyed working at the restaurant. Just a small cafe that stayed opened late to accommodate the theatre goers who needed a little coffee or snack before travelling home. A nice place to chat about what was just seen, a chance to get to know someone better. She saw Him enter. He was handsome but not the type that would grace GQ. His allure was more than...
Sveta always liked a rich men. She liked their big money, their houses, their self-respect and their cars. And being only the waitress in the small cafe in Toronto, she was very jealous about their luck. And she always dreamed about the moment then some really rich man will mark her and let her come into his life, without troubles about the money. She emigra...
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I had seen him several times at the coffee shop, but hadn't really thought about what could...and did...happen. He was slight...short, probably around 5'4, skinny, but with a really round butt, it really filled out his slacks. Smooth, complexion, a good looking black man, but with lightly feminine features. Cute, but I didn't pay much attention. I was in...
If I were a betting man, my money would be stacked by heaps on the possibility that love happens on first sight. That moment when two clouds collide but in the fraction of a second before any sound or lighting is created, that is the moment when love happens. But, as it turns out, love doesn't happen in that manner. At least that is the way it did not happe...
The 18-year-old black girl seemed to be intrigued, yet amused by the 37-year-old southern-belle who remained on one knee before her. It was apparent that she had noticed Terry looking over towards us from the waitress' station for several minutes earlier. In some sort of strange way it seemed as if Alexis Barron was testing her. "How long have you been a w...
The throats of the orange-red flowers seemed to swell as they drank greedily of the sunlight's golden sweetness. My eyes tracked a couple of bees flirting from blossom to blossom, slipping deep down the flowers throats to gather that sweetness for themselves, only to emerge seconds later, launching back into the air in search of the next source of nectar....
The sun is out and shining on this bright Spring morning as you arrive at your favorite new local establishment for a morning coffee and some much needed relief before the work day begins. You're dressed handsomely in a suit and tie and feeling particularly perky this morning as your thoughts idly wander to what choices you will make today. Your last few vis...