We could see the Space Station. Gently rotating around its axis. 400 year history, it was massive almost 5 miles across by some accounts, it had to be, since many number of people were using it as a stop station to earth and all. Any number of days you could see aliens on it just living their lives normally, waiting to eventually move on to next part of thei...
Grayson - It was becoming increasingly obvious I was being stiffed. That promised $50 million wasn't coming, and probably no more money period. None of those little political "Big Men" turds would even talk to me directly any more. All I got was toadies who bullshitted me with ever vaguer promises when I called. Fuck 'em. I only had about $3 million lef...
Note: The first installment of Barcelona beauties describes all the characters and how the story began. 5: Yara's kink When Vesna and I came downstairs into the living room, the others fell into a hush. Kiraz, Bilan, Chhaya, Ulrika, Sylvie, Lisa and Yara were either in the living room, the dining room or just outside under the portico though the open Fren...
As Salam Alaikum, people. My name is Khadija Al-Sharki, and I'm a young Yemeni Muslim woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Five-foot-ten, curvy and sexy, with dark brown skin and long black hair, that's your heroine for this tale. By day I am a mild-mannered cashier at the local Tim Horton's, and a part-time student at Algonquin College. By night, I...
Whatever you do, don't call me Manny. I absolutely hate it. What kind of name is that for a chick anyways? If you know what's good for you, you'll address me by my proper name Manal Muhammad. When I said that, the pudgy teacher's assistant glared at me balefully, a look of simmering anger filling his reddened face. His blue eyes were like ice cubes. I could...
I come to shrouded in a blanket of blackness, velvet curtains drawn. Immediately I sense I'm alone. He's gone. He has left me. I sit up and reach my hand to my throat. I run my fingers over what feels like a jeweled choker. I fumble in the dark for a lamp on the bedside table. I untangle my naked body from the soft sheets and stagger to an antique dressing...
"Farah? Where are you going?" My mother looked up from the earthen pot she was making while I donned my leather armor. I drew my machete, inspected its blade by the firelight and sheathed it, satisfied. "I'm going into the caves," I told her. "Haundi went in there two days ago, and no one has seen her. I'm going to find her." "You shouldn't do that," said...
1. It was just bad timing, she thought. Any other time, he would have been just another attractive older man. He just had to walk into the gallery at a bad (or good, insisted part of her mind) time. Martin, her fiancé, was away on a long trip, covering the meeting of G-7 Finance ministers in Tokyo and she was feeling the emptiness of her sex life rather acut...
The week started uneventfully. In fact, it was another boring and routine work week. Things changed on Tuesday when Jan was not home at her usual time of seven and I was starting to worry when she had not appeared by eight. I was just calling her phone when I heard her fumbling with the front door lock. She entered the room and stood looking at me. She had a...
Several years ago, I received a call from a upset Travel Agent requesting assistance in making vacation plans for her guests. She was really upset since she had been on the phone with someone else who just hung up on her. I did my best to calm her down so that I could understand her. I finally got her to laugh, which must have broken the ice, since she start...