Chapter 2: More Exposure to Anne's World The next day, a Tuesday did not start well. Anne was not in bed, nor in my apartment, she had gone. I fretted a while and got ready for work. I would have to go to the police station and let them know she was missing. I left it until the very last minute driving to the nick and finding a car parking space I went up t...
Dear Reader, This short story is my way of paying tribute to a British actress -Joyce Grenfell. A gifted musician, talented film actress, witty & entertaining writer and of course, Queen of the comic monologue - Joyce Grenfell was a woman of many talents. In the 50s and 60s she wrote and performed a number of comic monologues centred around a much harassed...
Dear Diary, How am I supposed to know if he really likes me? Is it only my body he is after or does he want to get to know what is inside of my heart? Why do I fall so fast? Why can't I take life slow? Am I afraid that if I don't I will let the right person slip away? Why can't I let my past be exactly that? It seems as if every time I think I can put my...
Dear Sirs; After living for years with a member of the itty bitty titty committee, and listening to her complaints when my eyes would get distracted, I was fascinated to see your product. I have read all of the testimonials, and still I find it almost unbelievable, however since you offer a money back guarantee, I am willing to take a chance. I am enclosing...
Raymond is an only child. His mother Rose and his father had separated when he was five years old so he did not have a father figure as a role model in his life. His mother idolised him when he was little. She loved his blonde hair and allowed it to grow long, onto his shoulders. She'd wanted a daughter, so to satisfy her own fantasies she would often put hi...
Our foreplay stops abruptly when her cel ring. And, the lady surprised me even more when she runs to her car to take this phone call. Still lying bareback on the ground, I was so please to look at her so sexy body as I heard her tells: Hi, Magee. My dear, you can't imagined how I has waiting for your call. Now, it must be Magee who talks because it take some...
Ooh how I hate the university's funding committee. It's filled with morons, absolute morons; they wouldn't recognize a good idea if it beat them over the head with a mallet. I had an amazing design for a lens for high energy lasers. It was brilliant, it could take so much more power than any existing lens today; no one had done anything like it before and ha...
"Bryan, this is going to be as difficult for me as it is for you. With business the way it is, we need to let you go. I mean sales are getting obliterated by Amazon. We can't keep you on." "But how about Justin? He's the new guy in town and I've been here for over a dozen years. Why me?" "I don't make these decisions, Bryan." "But can't you put in a good...
This is a true story. It happened to me recently. The following is the typed conversation that took place between myself and a scammer, who for the want of a better name I will call Adriana. As this story unfolds I will place my thoughts in brackets to separate them from the actual conversation. I am posting this as an example of what is happening, the signs...
"Who recommended you to us, dear?" "Uh, Nadine Lorimer." Robyn was unable to quiet her nerves all the way. It showed in tiny fidgets of her hands and feet. The fingers of her right hand kept twisting at her wedding ring, despite her efforts to keep them still. She wasn't sure what had disoriented her more: that Nadine had sent her to an erotic novelties sto...