Arnold Harris started using the new tea shop in the High Street around the middle of last month. It had been open a couple of months before he eventually he decided to try it out. At the quiet, unfashionable end of the long drag, he found the place inexpensive and relaxing. It was unlike any of the usual chain coffee shops jostling for customers in the prime...
Jay slumped into the vacuum of his bed the minute he was through the door. His substantial, dimly-lit bedroom was in this moment gently buzzing with the latest trending music. No one heard the audibly drawn sigh that issued from him as he relived the day's events; what had his life come to? Repetitive technical work, ineffective leadership, emotionally unint...
"Will you zip me up?" My girlfriend Sara asked me hurriedly. "Come on we can't be late, this is really important." "It will be fine, we have plenty of time, I have already called the cab." I said as I slid my hands inside her open dress. I reached around in front and caressed her breasts. She looked amazing. Her straight long brunette hair flowed down her b...
Alicia was rolling up cinnamon buns when the couple came in. It was a quiet Friday night, and she usually locked up at nine, but in between icing cupcakes and mixing dough for the rolls, she had forgotten. She smiled at her late-night customers and turned to wash her hands. It may be quiet tonight, she thought, but tomorrow morning the neighborhood would be...
It was Friday afternoon and Brenda sat in her office trying, and failing, to concentrate on the report she was supposed to have finished by Monday; it was almost there but not quite. She could of course finish it over the weekend, but she had plans and they weren't to be interrupted. The thought of those plans again tore her attention from the report. "B...
Recently I was asked by a female friend of mine from a local all girls college, if I could do her a big favor. She said that she has a friend of hers who was turning twenty-one and some of her girlfriends were going to throw her a big birthday bash. They had rented a small hall and would be providing the nights entertainment. One of the women, it seems, had...
Booty Cake. The most delicious substance known to man. Finger-licking good. I love making them. My name is Ramon Tyson. I'm a tall, good-looking black man living in the town of Providence, Rhode Island. I'm a student of the Culinary Arts at Johnson & Wales University. The Denver Campus is my favorite hangout. I am an aspiring Chef and my culinary specialty i...
I think it was when time slowed to a crawl as I flew over that damn cow that I realized my life was going to change. Don't get me wrong, I love change. Maybe it's the ADHD, but life can't change fast enough for me most of the time. Speed is my life. I was born with legs that could almost outrun God's fastest crotch rocket, which is actually relevant to this...
I quickly turned the corner, not paying attention until I heard the metal on metal collision. "Fuck," I swore as I made eye contact with the person who I had literally run into. I looked up just in time to see a specialty cake from the grocery store's bakery topple off of the stack of groceries it was meticulously stacked upon, and onto the floor. "Oh Go...
You were busy working or researching or flirting – whatever it is you do when you're online in the evenings. Old reruns of Saturday Night Live flickered on the television, bringing the occasional chuckle from you. Restless and looking for a distraction from another long day of being unemployed, I finally decided to bake the cake mix that had been sitting on...