Chapter I It was Sunday night and I was dog tired. The white walled fitting room in the back of the store was often the worst to clean up, and I was the lucky one who had to do so. On one side was eight different changing rooms, each filled with clothes left over by customers, each barely clinging to their hangers. On the other side, a wall of mirrors only...
Fifty-seven, fifty-eight, fifty-nine... Pixie sat upright in her chair watching the seconds follow into minutes as the hour marked four. She gazed around the office. One hour one more hour and the weekend would be here she thought. Bored, she revolved slowly in her chair and gazed out across the office floor. A landscape of cubicles and desks spread...
A little loving wives story, somewhat different to my others so far. Please note that it is just a little scenario, or a vignette as one reader kindly described one of my previous stories, so please, if possible, read and accept it as such. Sorry not any real sex, but a bit of exhibitionism for those (including me) who enjoy that sort of thing. ----------...
Vanderdecken's Cove was a strange place. Beautiful beach, calm blue water, but strange. Legend says it got its name from the infamous captain of Der Fliegende Hollander, said to have anchored here briefly before setting on the final leg of its cursed voyage. Strange occurrences plagued the cove for centuries: rock formations that appeared one day and disap...
Stephen is the name. Most people call me Stevie for short. I'm a young brother living in Brockton. A six-foot-two, 240-pound African American male with mocha skin. Like many other young folks living in the city of Champions, I go to Massasoit Community College. I'm taking up Criminal Justice there. I'm in my first semester. Soon, I'm going to head to Bridgew...
"Henry! Henry, over here!" I'm normally a quiet and patient man, but the welcome sight of my good friend Henry entering the hotel rendered me incapable of containing my excitement. I gazed over the heads in the crowded lobby and held up my hand so he could find me. It seemed an eternity before our arms met in a strong handshake and bumping of chests. In my...
Throughout the night I could hear the sounds of violence and death spilling through the castle. The clash of sword on shield and the desperate cries of men locked in combat for their very lives echoed through the halls. Nikelle had been right. Sir Ruvano was the key to everything. He wasn't even a good man as I'd suspected. I should have killed him when I...
You slip into an open space amongst the millions (and millions…) of the other mall patrons' vehicles. Oak Land is a pretty typical mall. Two floors, thousands of stores, millions of people and the god-like food court. The ad didn't say where in the mall they would be, just that they were there. You pushed your way through the masses, heading for the escalato...
"Ohhhh, momma!" Maggie stopped in the narrow hallway of the party house and snatched her friend's wrist. She waited for a moment, listening. A strand of brunette hair fell loose from her bun and dangled in front of her hazel eyes. She combed it behind her ear. "Tulip, did you hear that?" At Maggie's right stood a tan girl with a dark curly pixie hairstyle....
"Gotcha," I thought to myself as I spied the cute gal in the Hijab staring at me, with a mixture of fascination and disapproval in her eyes. Clad in a long-sleeved Black T-shirt over a traditional long skirt and Black sneakers, she seemed the very picture of piety and respectability, according to the norms of her Islamic faith, which I once followed quite fe...