Author's Note: "Divas in Dubai" picks up from a sequence of stories that all have titles beginning with "No Holds Barred in . . ." but has been written as a self-contained story in itself. There should be no need for anyone to read previous submissions in order to enjoy this one. Although "anyone" is of course free to read them if she/he likes! ***** Chapt...
Readers, please note that this is a multi-volume and multi-chapter story. It is best when read from the beginning "The Lady Executive, Chapter 1". While Lance was mentioning real estate to me, Caroline was in Boston in her Penthouse getting ready for work. As she looked at herself in the mirror, she didn't see the tall, stunning, beautiful woman she was...
Note: like all the other 'Dubai Tales' – published, or yet-to-be-published, alike – this story is effectively true, but with enough detail changed so that no one involved can be identified, except p-e-r-h-a-p-s by themselves. . . . . . Driving the Cayman up the ramp and out of the climate controlled cool of the 'Executive Staff' carpark at Dubai Internation...
Comments, critiques and tips are welcome. Dean Broody vs. Kayla Cooper *** Kayla couldn't remember a time she had been this deliriously happy. A determined Dean was a delightfully terrific guy. Right from the moment he had finally shown his face on the plane, to landing in Dubai, he had made Kayla fall even more in love with him. For a moment on the plan...
Zara looked through the window of her A380 aircraft. It was 10 in the morning. She could see the baggage handlers bring in large carts stuffed with luggage to be loaded onto her flight. The plane was parked right in front of the terminal, still attached to the airport with an aerobridge. Five minutes passed. Then 10. And then fifteen more. The aerobridge wit...
1 Savoring aromas of the morning "Gotta go! I'm already late," Alexa flustered, hurrying downstairs while still putting on her lipstick and rapidly gathering her papers and bag to leave. "Be a dear and put a laundry before you go. I have to run," bending her slender frame to give Sven a peck on his cheek, while he read the paper and had his morning coffee....
The first time Kip saw Fatema was in the gardens of the Women's College in Ras Al Khaimah, a small town an hour's drive north of Dubai in the Emirate of the same name. He was being shown around by his new colleague Del, a likable Australian who taught Business English and who'd been appointed his buddy teacher; that's someone who shows a new teacher the rope...
In just a little over two years in the US Air Force, I was heading to war. We had been waiting in the mobility center for 5 hours listening to dry boring briefings, awaiting our transportation. Finally, our bus arrived and we grabbed our 'bail out bags' and got onto the bus that would take us to the flight line. Ten minutes later we rolled up under the win...
Author's Notes: To get the best out of this story, I would advise you to start from Ch.01. Conversations that took place in Hindi are recorded as such in italics, immediately followed by a translation in English. Readers familiar with Hindi might find it rewarding to read through the original Hindi conversations. Others can conveniently skip them. ***...
Comments, critiques and tips are welcome. Dean Broody vs. Kayla Cooper *** "Fuck!" Dean swore and threw the bunched up drawing sheet angrily across the room. "Wow, wow! Someone is in a bad mood." Josh Broody, Dean's eldest brother drawled from the doorway, looking at the number of bunched up drawing paper scattered across the room. "What crawled up you...