My name is Lina Khatib and this is my chronicle of events. I am what you would call a desperate housewife and many of my friends are desperate housewives too. We live on a Mountain in the Latakia region and our town is completely Alwaite, no other sects live here. At the bottom of the mountain is a mixed Christian-Sunni town, but we've started to have proble...
Note: This story was originally written to form a basis for a sexual fantasy within another story. I decided to submit it as a stand-alone. Since it was extracted from that other story, expect non-sequiturs and such. Poetic license, so to speak. =========== Another world Introduction: On another world in our galaxy, the people have always been at war w...
Prologue This story is purely fictional story, although some instances quoted, actually did happen during the wartime period. This is a follow on from Part. Precise of Part 1 In 1940/1941 the British were losing vast amounts of Merchant shipping to the U Boats. The situation was desperate. At the time Lt Commander Tony Nash VC was in command of a Submar...
Thanks to ThatEditorGuy for giving this story the eagle eye! ======================== The next day in Basic Tactics, I tried to speak to Janetta, but she glared at me briefly, and then deliberately ignored me. Indeed, her coldness went on for the next two weeks. Basic Tactics was the only class we had together. Patience, I told myself. Over and over. Pat...
The rain fell on the tent over the grave in heavy drops. Mother Mary Rufus stood with her brothers and sisters with their children in its shelter as I read the graveside blessing for their mother. Lucinda Parkhurst-Frazelton had come to the end of her long journey, and gone to her reward. It seemed a bit sacrilegious as I read the words that my thoughts wand...
The river cut a glistening ribbon through the valley, twisting and turning against itself, as if straining to escape the very countryside through which it flowed. In the winter, as the cold descended, it would freeze over and become still and quiet; but now, in the height of summer and under the blistering sun, it was a noisy and vibrant source of life. Full...
In Ch 2, Bev, my lover, and I became friends with young Bobby and his friend mature Kathy. In this chapter, Bobby loves Kathy, but the Vietnam War intervenes. 1964: On January 3rd, 75-year old Myrtle, Bev's aunt, had a stroke. Bev stayed behind in Connecticut to take care of her. She had the power of attorney to manage Myrtle's finances and properties. Bev...
Author's Note: This is another story that takes place in the timeline of a major world war. It does not pick up where Collateral Damage left off, but is rather another slice of life from the time period I've envisioned and actually takes place earlier than Collateral Damage, during the most desperate portion of the war, when the enemy is driving into the Un...
Once there was a little boy who never really grew up, but only grew older. As he grew to a respectable age, he never became anything resembling a respectable adult. He was also rather shorter than average. As the years flew by, this midget of a man grew more and more frantic because it became obvious that he couldn't live forever. His knees began to ache as...
When I was eighteen, I was particularly fond of my high school Honors English teacher Mrs. Turner, who was in her late forties. She had raven black hair and kind brown eyes. As her student, I found myself being attracted to the sophistication and authority she exuded as an intelligent mature woman. Every day in class I would sit anxiously waiting for her to...