I received several hate messages and comments about punctuation. Please note that 1) this is pure fiction and 2) I use conventional French punctuation (Writing in English is sufficiently difficult for me not to bother with such details). ------- The caravan arrived soon after to the caravanserai which was the origin of the house Dhanraj had bought. The bui...
By Dan57 and Riya Mr Gupta had left for England and Joan felt sad remaining alone in Brazil. She had become quite used of having her small flat crowded and submitting to a dominant man's wishes had fulfilled Joan's dreams. She couldn't wait to see again Susan although she dreaded the outcome : would their long separation have consequences on their couple?...
There are some things that only someone who is born and raised in India will understand, especially the entire "Marriage" circus. I checked all the check marks that is expected of a "boy" of my generation: Engineer, Masters in US and Working in Silicon Valley. The only thing remaining was getting married. My Family sent me pics and the details of the "prospe...
BEST (Bombay Electric Supply & Transport) is the lifeline of traveling in Bombay. Though the most economical and more popular way of traveling in Bombay are the suburban trains, popularly known in Bombay as 'LOCALS,' BEST however are the second best. With a network plying to each and every corner of the city and its suburbs they tend to be every Bombaites ea...
As the girls walked arm in arm, they passed a couple of places that Jennifer was certain they might end up. They were moving to a part of town she didn't recognize. Jayne nudged her, "Want to do something crazy and sexy?" "Tell us more?" said Tanya giggling. "Why don't we take off our panties and go commando for the rest of the night." "Haha haha. I love...
(Special Thanks to Mystic_Arrival S~(editor) She has put her special touch in this story and taught me how to create a story that is readable. And Thank you Elizabetht (editor),if not for them this story would not be what it is today.) (The Joining) The horse's nostrils were flaring open and closed as its head bobbed. The hooves thundered underneath him a...
When my two best friends and I decided to make an annual tradition of taking a week-long camping in Oconee National Forest together with our wives, we had no idea how much fun it would end up being. We were as different as three white guys from the suburbs can be, but having been friends since kindergarten, we were as close as brothers. Nick was tall, blond...
(The story continues -- after a hiatus -- with a long chapter and a new turn for Michael/Michelle.) * Amidst all my excitement about standing in for Anton's wife, I don't forget about Sharon back in Douglas. To me, doing something with Anton is quite sinful, forbidden and dangerous, while my memory of Sharon is all light, innocence and flowers. I send th...
When I got back, there were more men talking to Sajid, all of them sitting around the yard having tea and snacks. The conversations stopped when I walked in. Their eyes followed me as I entered the hut. The wives were inside the kitchen again. Fatima looked refreshed. "The slut is back." Shabnam said. "Let it go." Zahra said this time. "How can you tell m...
This wasn't a kiss that a brother-in-law would share with his sister-in-law! It wasn't even a kiss that a husband would bestow on his wife. This was a kiss that lovers would share, the kind that would start something that might not end well. That kind of logic escaped me at that moment, my only thought...., "How do I keep from, somehow, screwing this up! S...