I stared at the clock on the wall! Was I early or was she late? I'd made good time driving down to Carlisle because of my early morning start and the light traffic. That meant I was in the motorway services ahead of her. Who is she? Akiko is her name and we had been online lovers and associates for many months before we could finally meet in real life. We h...
I didn't think places like this actually existed, or if they did, I figured Berlin, San Francisco, Amsterdam, some other den of sin, sodomy and vice....but Melbourne? Well, there I was so there you go. To be fair the 'dungeon' I was housed in was just a converted brick garage on a half-acre block in the inner eastern suburbs, not actually within the bowels...
Meet Khaled James Kagame, a brother whose friends affectionately refer to as K.J. This young Black man from East Africa has a host of problems. First of all, his second year at Concordia University is off to a rough start. When Khaled opted to study Criminology, he thought it would be an easy subject. After all, his father Jalil Kagame studied Criminal Justi...
Anthony was working the counter when she came in. She was precisely the reason he'd opened his little shop in this neighborhood. She was well-dressed in a cream colored blouse that looked like silk and a pencil thin grey skirt. She carried a briefcase, but more importantly, she carried an air of professionalism and money. This neighborhood could afford to sp...
A couple of cars are parked far up a forest track. One is unoccupied. We are in the other - sitting side by side in the front. Music is playing on the CD. It's something you like to listen to when you need to wind down and catch some head space. In the distance, barely visible through the trees, the mountains of the Lake District soften a line from land to s...
The wooden ceiling fan with the fake gold plating pushed the air down from the ceiling. The air that night was standing still outside. A yellow-orange incandescent light bulb flickered each time that the refrigerator turned on the compressor. The little living room had a low couch and an arm chair. Neat books were lined up in a shelf. The car key for a secon...
Everyone in this story is over 18. Please enjoy. ***** I got the first note on thanksgiving weekend in my locker. I had just been dumped by this guy (on my 18th birthday no less!) and was planning on spending the next four days drowning in cookies and cream ice cream, until I noticed a little folded up note, with origami roses scattered around. The note r...
It was a bright sunny April day, humid and even warmer than normal, and I was walking across a parking lot to get to the library across campus when out of nowhere the skies opened up and rain began pouring down. Big drops plopping down as a small gray cloud was overhead nowhere near the sun and I was on the verge of getting soaked. As luck would have it I...
I was reading a paperback romance in my comfortable chair beside the bed when the telephone on the small table beside me purred softly. "Cleo? Your next gentleman has arrived and he's currently having a shower. He'll be with you in 5 minutes. His name is Reg." It was the Madam of the Golden Palace, and I thanked her and replaced the receiver. I walked over...
I don't even remember how he brought up the topic. Here I was, just landed in Bangkok, on a taxi going sight-seeing. I had only about 6 hours in my layover, enough for a small trip around town. The taxi driver, Philip, started off by asking me if I wanted to go to some other attractions - a little farther. Maybe next time, I said. When I come with more tim...