II. A Detour to Journeys Past As there were no direct flights, my itinerary required that I first board an Air France flight to Tokyo, Japan, where I would then have to catch a connecting flight to Manila, the capital City of the Philippines. A journey, that would take me thousands of kilometers to the other side of the world and around eighteen (18) hours...
**Hey guys. Sorry for the delay in Chapter Seven. A lot of stuff just kept me occupied..well, here it is. Hope you like it ** L.S** CHAPTER 07 "Donny?" she breathed, she wasn't sure if she should be scared or relieved. She wanted to be relieved because it was Donny, not some psychotic killer on the prowl, but the look in his eyes, that of pure anger, uncen...
"Ayat, you're a sweet gal, you know I have nothing against you, it's just that the girls of our Islamic faith are, well, a tad boring, and if we went out, it would be a big deal for both of our families, I don't like the fuss, that's why I date white girls," Farouk Abdallah said, smiling. The young Arab Muslim man stood there, unaware of the fact that he'd j...
There is much to be said about one's origins, that's for sure. My name is Solomon Rashid Joseph. I was born in the City of Detroit, Michigan, to a Haitian-American mother and Lebanese immigrant father. My father, Rashid Ahmed, met my mother, Nicolette Joseph, while attending Wayne State University in the 1980s. Unfortunately, as luck would have it, he died w...
The noise was unbearable. Commuting from the city centre to the outskirts of London during rush hour every day was a nightmare at the best of times. Elbowing your way onto the train in a fight to get one of the last seats remaining and, if you were one of the lucky few who managed this small victory, you were always left sitting next to the heavy-set guy who...
Chapter 2: Monday Night Raw Willow spent all day getting ready for her first television appearance. She decided what outfit to appear in first. She had her hair and nails done. She was determined not to be outshined by any of the other divas, though Xander and Jeff both assured her that would be impossible. Vince wanted her in her ring apparel for tonight...
Jeff Jaretto, famous racecar driver on the lam was soaking in his Jacuzzi with girlfriend Sandy Simmons, 26, a British special-effects designer. She was giving him head trying to revive his mojo back. Sandy, a dead-ringer for supermodel Linda Evangelista, only shorter in height was the only girl who had been always by his side all through the desolate peri...
Just my luck, a freekin’ snowstorm. I was really disappointed. Here I was, home alone for four days and he’s stuck with a house full of people because of an unexpected snowstorm. Ohhhh, I had such plans for the weekend . . . We’ve been chatting online for a few months now. We both loved our spouses and neither one of us wanted to jeopardize our marriages. H...
Chapter 03: Denisha As an architect, working a sixty-hour week wasn't unheard of, especially if you worked for Brisco Hughes, but for Ben, a sixty-hour week had its perks. His office was next door to a bar and, if necessary, he could take his work there if he was working late. The down side was that his social life was on hold, and at just the wrong time....
Linda let the boy she picked up drive her Mercedes to his house. At first she wasn't sure that was such a good idea, because the boy was already trembling with excitement after Linda's promise of a blowjob in exchange for letting her shower and freshen up at his house. Now he was driving her $70,000 car in busy traffic, and not doing an especially careful jo...