Helen didn't like to make a fuss. It was such a small shop. She smiled and apologised for being a nuisance. The bicycle she was interested in -it was red, her favourite colour- rested on a stand against the wall. The floor before it was an assault course of open cardboard boxes and bicycle parts. "I like the big red one," she told the owner, and immediately...
"Ah, the glamorous life of an exile," Najma Al-Duwaish Obaid thought to herself as she surveyed her neighborhood. Located in the heart of Vanier, Ontario, the two-story red brick building overlooked the nearby park that occupied much of Donald Street and bordered McArthur Avenue as well. Although the place was alright, all things considered, it was a far cry...
Readers, this is part seven of the saga in which David and Abbie live. I ask your input for ideas to keep the story alive, fresh, and relevant to you. Any ideas submitted are greatly appreciated and any contributions used will be acknowledged. Thank you for your continued readership. ~Fadedgiant ***** Sunday morning broke with Abbie and David still l...
"So Be It" Martin stopped dead in his tracks as he entered the study and saw the dozen red roses in a vase on the desk. "Oh no you didn't," Martin hissed. Martin closed his eyes and shook his head. Taking a deep breath he opened the card and read it. "Hope your days are getting better," the card read and it was signed by Darren. Martin took another dee...
This story was written as a memorial to Rachael, a talented young writer who was taken from us way before she had an opportunity to become old and jaded. Many of the characters and quotes in this story came from Rachael stories. An artist never really dies so long as their art is apricated ... All characters are over the age of 18. * The Journey I, Sapho...
I like big women so I am surprised that I didn't notice her when I first walked into the bar at the country club. I eased into the only empty stool and became aware of the loud discussion between her and the man seated next to me on my right. Suddenly, she stood up, knocking her barstool over backwards and shouted, "You no good lying, cheating, two-faced s...
Paula's old life crumbles but there might be light at the end of the tunnel. This is a transition story, taking our main character to the next stage of their life. As such there is no real sex in this chapter, sorry but it's required to set the scene for the next part. The usual disclaimer applied. Everyone is (well!) above the age of consent. This story...
Katelyn Haynes was having a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad year. It all started in March when the red-haired, green-eyed 22-year-old was an intern at an accounting firm. A man at the company had pulled her aside one day and asked her to dirty a pair of panties. Katelyn chose to report him to the company Vice President Deborah Stanley, which to her dis...
My boyfriend and I met in what seems to be a much more common way these days than it once was, we met on the internet. We soon started spending hours everyday talking and getting to know each other. It didn’t take long before we started to fall in love. During this time, we each shared a lot about ourselves with the other. We shared our dreams, hopes and som...
Mike and Keisha live across the street from us. Over the years, they have become our best friends. We do everything together including going on vacations. Therefore, it came as no surprise that one day Keisha took me aside and asked. “Dave could you do me a big favor hon.” “Sure Babe what is it?” Mike is going out of town next week and our anniversary is...