The funny thing about time is the way it affects the memory, distorts it. I have memories that are only vague recollections. I see them in my mind's eye only in black and white, like a Saturday afternoon matinee on BBC2. Yet all this is fresh in my mind, burned on my soul forever. Ask my peers, and they might give you a different version. Do I care that my m...
Shortly after our recent adventure we were meeting some friends for dinner and had decided to drop into the Filling Station for drink. As Tom ushered me in to the bar I did a double take because sitting at a table at the back I thought I saw a 'ghost' from the past, Carl. When I looked again it was definitely him, a bit heavier and obviously older but still...
I'm Back! If you haven't read the other parts of this storyline, it won't mean much to you. The next installment will be posted two day from this now, in NonConsent. Thanks for your time. Part five. If you chased me through all the categories so far, I admire your persistence. .................................................. Dr. Jillian Parker sat at h...
Ever since I could remember, I've always had a thing for black guys, and it's not an easy thing for an Arab woman to admit. The family in which I grew up is profoundly racist, although they would deny it to no end if queried on the subject. There isn't supposed to be any racism in Islam, that's the fairy tale being preached in every Masjid from Yemen to Leba...
I met John and Karen on a sunny day at my home. I had just finished my new patio the week before and was having a BBQ to celebrate. I recently started my own business so the attendees were diverse. In addition to guys from the fire house I had invited a handful of work colleagues and opened the invite to friends of friends. John and Karen were friends of som...
The first time I met Sarah was at an office party, six days before Christmas and from the moment she said hello I knew I was in trouble. She had these massive green eyes and a cheeky little smile that screamed naughty girl. All in a face that looked totally innocent at first glance. Cute upturned nose and small dimples in her cheeks would have fooled anyone...
Mob Rule *** Ana Rodriguez confessed everything to a priest in Las Vegas, Nevada. A church in the City of Sin. Father Louie was Chinese with an accent, very old, and surprisingly welcoming. She confessed everything, including her uncle taking advantage of her early maturity and raping her. She even admitted it didn't seem like rape and she fooled herself...
Another hard day working in the big city. Toronto Police Service Constable Jean-Louis Stephens took off his boots and collapsed in bed, clothes and all. Silently the young man thanked God for sparing him earlier, when a gun-toting White guy with tattoos walked into Scotia Bank, shouting at the clerks to point him to the safe. When the shit hit the fan, Jean-...
Chapter 6 – Dating Edward ,/B> Pregnancy was hard. Morning sickness hit me soon after our honeymoon. I couldn't dance and had to leave the cast of Chicago, which broke my heart. But after 9 months I gave birth to a wonderful baby boy, who I instantly adored. True to his word, Michael was a wonderful father. We named the baby Michael Jr. and called him Micke...
Note to readers: thanks as always for all the feedback, comments and suggestions! I have been able to incorporate some of them in this series, some will wait for the next. Sorry it's taken me a little while to write the next chapter, summer is crazy for a mother of three! Hope you enjoy this story, let me know if you do! * The desert air had turned cold a...