Stephanie picked up the mobile and realised that her husband had left it behind and taken hers by mistake. Idly she scrolled through to see if he had any text messages. Then she half wished she hadn't because the text read – 'if you must know they're pink with lace trimming!' It was from his secretary. Stephanie went white. If his secretary was teasing him...
17 years ago... The sharp whoosh lasted only a split second before the dull thump of the arrow piercing the target sounded. The barb had struck precisely on the little heart drawn in red crayon on the drawing of the human-shaped figure mounted on the wall with the very cartoonish-looking set of dripping fangs drawn on the otherwise blank face area. Little K...
Janelle and Molly had become close friends in college although they had rather different life paths. Janelle had become an artist although her degree was in history. She was lucky in that her family was well off and able to help her while she worked her way up in the very chancy world of fine art. Now, eight years after graduation her painting were selling f...
Shortly after the first of the year, a good friend had a much-needed surgery. After witnessing my mother's recovery following a similar surgery over a decade ago, I realized that my friend would be feeling rather unlike herself for a while afterward, so I wrote this tale for her to at least bring a smile to her face following the removal of internal organs....
Note- Based on the Hanna Barbera cartoon from 1968, and does not reference any later variations of the tv show. I do not own any rights to the show, this is purely a fictional parody written for no monetary gain. x Voiceover- And now here they are, the most daredevil group of drivers who ever whirled their wheels in the way out wacky races. As the wacky r...
Hi everyone. This is the first chapter of my very first story. Its about a business man who lives a very standard life and has only ever wanted to work his hardest at the job he's good at. With a healthy lifestyle, a great paying job and respect from his colleagues, what more could Wyatt want? This story is based on real events. I've added some changes her...
The Club was its usual din when I walked in the door. A sort of rockabilly place, it had decent beer and sometimes decent, and sometimes not so, local bands. Dancing was to be had. What else to be had, at least sometimes, were some very attractive ladies, frequently of relaxed morals. Me? I like ladies with relaxed morals, or at least I like them for the ev...
"First time at a BDSM munch, ma'am?" Jordan Lubin asked cheerfully, as he assessed the tall and rather lovely, Sari-wearing young South Asian woman who sat opposite him at the P.O.C. munch which he'd organized in Vanier, Ontario, to bring other local people of color in the BDSM lifestyle together under one roof. The venue for the event, Soleil Des Iles, a sm...
"You'll never guess where I come from," Rachel Van Boeijen said, smiling faintly. Sitting opposite her inside The Page Break, the Starbucks located inside the Carleton University library, Kinuthia "Ken" Makenga stroked his goateed chin thoughtfully. The international student from Kenya was one of the special mentors and tutors assigned to the International S...
My cellphone buzzed like an angry wasp. I snatched it up, my hair freshly dried with the blow-dryer. It was almost to mid-back, a nice shiny black with red highlights in it. "Yeah!" "Motherfucker, you're supposed to be down here already!" "Alright, Sasha. Can't a man shit, shower, and shave in peace?" "You're about a slow-ass bitch. You end up looking pr...