**This is the 4th and final chapter in the Moving Day series. If you haven't read the others, or it's been a while since you have, take the time to explore the previous chapters and this one will make a lot more sense. Comments are always welcomed and public comments are highly encouraged! Thanks for reading the series....hope you enjoyed reading it as much...
The rough looking guy settled down in his seat. I whispered to Nisha, "Start making a conversation with him." She looked at me then turned to the guy. "Hi. Where you headed?" "Mapusa. What about you guys? "Calangute." "I'm Sam. You are? "Nisha. This is my hubby Kevin." "Hi Sam." I said. We did some light chatter, talking about every day things and Goa...
To Readers: Feel free to add a chapter if you want, I don't really deny anything from being published. The more content there is means the more readers there are and ideas that can be formed into new story chapters or entire arcs. And if you ask me, the more Jamie gets fucked over and fucked in general, the better. So enjoy and thank you for reading, now bac...
The next time you drop off your computer to get it fixed, I hope you'll think of me. Being an IT guy, I am privileged to observe a world that people don't often see. The truth is I get to see people at their most private moments. No one cleans their computer before bringing them in for my inspection, so I get to see what people write and all the pictures tha...
Ed grew up in a quiet cul de sac in a nice neighbourhood, nothing bad had ever really happened to him until he was 8 when his dad died in an accident. Life could have taken many turns but his mom, Holly, was a strong woman who avoided despair and instead concentrated on raising her son as best she could as a widowed mother. Her husband's life insurance had p...
My trust was broken as well as my world. The worst thing was that I hadn't suspected a thing. I had trusted Chris with my life. He had fathered my only child. Chris had had an affair. Although he claims it was a drunken one night stand with a hooker who was milling about outside a hotel where he was staying while out on work. In short - it was a terrible mis...
This chapter is only to set the stage. Actual events start from the next chapter. This story is based on real incidents with some fiction for flavour. Please give your valuable feedback All Characters are over 18 years of age * Sundar was from a rural part of southern India. He joined a college in a big city which was far from home. He stayed in the colle...
This is the third part of the series, however, it's recommended to read the first, second part and then the Thrilling Bus Ride story before proceeding to get better perspective of the setting and the characters. I was having 'quality time at home' which translates to eating my dinner while my father was watching the news channel and my mother working in th...
My husband had been away for 3 days already. And it appeared like 3 months. I had gone without sex for 3 days and 3 nights, and I was longing for some action in my life. I am a 29-year-old woman, living in Mumbai, India with my handsome and successful investment banker husband. My husband handles investment portfolios across the Asia-Pacific region and spen...
I met my wife in Karachi in December 2012. Like most couples who wed through arranged marriage, we met briefly in the presence of parents, uncle and aunts. Within a week, we found ourselves in an elaborate marriage with all the pomp and were then whisked off to a resort hotel for a night of consummation. This, while in reality still strangers beyond a bold p...