"Call me Nana, it's short for Nasira," said the round-faced, pleasantly plump and big-bottomed Somali Muslim gal. Suleiman nodded, and smiled at her. As jaded as he'd become by the age of thirty four, Suleiman couldn't help feeling a certain...something, whenever he was in her presence. At the office building where they worked, Nana was the only one who ackn...
Ugh, I hate getting on these crowded trains. My girlfriend, Diane, who I'm actually on the train right now to go see, told me that a couple years ago some creep tried to feel her up on a crowded train just like this one. I hope that doesn't happen to me. She's a pretty attractive girl, and so am I, not that I'm bragging or anything, and I bet a pervert woul...
Chapter 21 Pulling the TriggerCarmen picked up Shane on Monday morning at Alice's old apartment on North Harper Avenue, and when they arrived at the conference room, coffees from The Planet in hand, they were surprised to see Marybeth Duffy sitting next to Lauren. They both had their laptops open. "Good morning, park your butts in your chairs, let's get goi...
There he is sat on my bed, my Uncle, Uncle Creep, well that's what I call him. I'm just staring in shock as he flicks through it. "Put that down, it's private," I manage to blurt out. "Don't worry, you poor little thing. I've read it right through a few times. I won't tell anyone, Vicky, isn't it?" I'm shaking in horror, my diary, my pink diary with all...
I'm not a big enough creep to stare and drool or follow a nice booty around...but if it happens to be in front of me, of course I'm going to look. But on this fateful day, I happened to be on an elliptical behind the wrong booty (or, I suppose, the right one, depending on your penchant for being objectified by objects). I watch her in her black leggings, ste...
It's nearing the end of winter and the weather is getting warmer. Jessie isn't sure what to think about that. On the one hand she loves the warmer weather and green grass and everything else about the spring. On the other hand that means she's going to have to start shaving her legs again which she hates. She wants to wear her cute new skirt to school tomorr...
Chapter 28 BurnerLauren took the 10 to the 110, and at Carmen's suggestion they stopped in Chinatown for lunch. "Lauren," Carmen said. Lauren knew Carmen well enough by now to know when the wheels were spinning inside Carmen's head, and how she introduced new ideas into their conversation. Lauren, she always began. "Uh-huh," Lauren answered, sipping her...
Chapter 19 The CreepCarmen got to the conference room the next morning at quarter to nine, and found Lauren deeply immersed in her laptop, with papers and print-outs all over the conference room table. "Good morning. What's all this?" "Go grab your coffee, and I'll tell you. I'm in the middle ..." her voice trailed off in concentration. Carmen got her coff...
Devnit has a fabulous body. Three days a week I sit in Creative Writing class with her and I fantasize about what I want to do to her 38-29-39 body. I dream about her long, curly red hair bouncing around as she rides me. I imagine her jade eyes staring at mine as I take off her clothes. I can almost hear her whispering to me in her flowing Irish accent....
The night had started out alright enough. It had taken some searching but the curvy, middle aged PI had finally found where the geek bastard was holed up. He was hiding in a vacant apartment building in the shadier side of town. Both the twisted pervert and his "collection" of brainwashed young coeds. The PI spent the prior day staking the building out to...