My friend Jenny is the most delightful lady. In her mid-30's, like me, she has striking good looks, dark hair and flashing eyes, a wicked grin and a ridiculous bubbly sense of humour that makes her great company. She is also totally scatty, has no idea of the meaning of the word punctuality, and is decidedly unusual. She has two small children and a figure...
This is a Summer Lovin' contest story. Please vote. * What I Did During Summer Vacation When most others have barbeques and pool parties, others write letters during the long, hot summer. Dear Anthony, How's your summer? Have you taken the kids anywhere on their summer vacation? Unfortunately, things don't look good for me. This is my last letter to y...
My life settled into a steady routine for the next several months. I eagerly met my Friday obligations at La Minette as well as my Wednesday nights with Bill. There was one departure from my usual routine and that involved Mary Milner. I had never paid her much attention before, but all of a sudden, it seemed as though we were meeting in the hall or on the s...
Sony had just gone when Vikas' phone rang. It was Parineeti. "Hello darling!" Vikas smiled as he answered the call from his beautiful secretary. "Hello Sir!" "How are you doing? How is Goa?" "I am good. Goa is nice, but I am hating it." "Arre! Why?" "Because you are not here." Pari said in a pouty voice. ============== Half an hour ago. Parin...
O Little Town of Bethlehem A Christmas Tale of A Pius Man Randell Schwerdt, arms dealer, occasional "interrogator" for hire, and all around unpleasant soul, awoke to having his world turned upside down. Literally. For a quick, hopeful moment, Randell had thought he would wake up any time now. After all, why would the only illumination in the area be red...
Foreword- This story shall serve as the end- for now- of my Erika Christensen saga. It shall revisit the plot briefly, to resolve some things built on in other stories and then left behind when my life traveled in another direction. Like all my stories, this one is fictional. Any real people in the story are used fictitiously. They are not known to the autho...
I no longer remember the exact date this happened, nor do I know exactly where it happened, but I remember the event itself with great clarity. If that sounds implausible, let me explain. I had gone to the Netherlands (Holland) to research travel stories about Amsterdam and Rotterdam. I flew from Phoenix, Arizona to Amsterdam and was nearly exhausted by the...
Susan ponders moving to Kansas to live with an older man that she met online. Going for long walks alone to talk to herself in the serene, calm beauty that was the country, there was never anyone to talk to but herself anyway. Unless they were out walking their dogs or running by her jogging, few were out walking while enjoying nature. She always thought it...
To: Director, Organized Crime Section Fm: Leader, Evaluation Team Three Subj: Falconi Family (Current Status) Attached is the official transcription of the Log Book found at the site of the crash of Angelo Falconi's Gulfstream, along with the bodies of three of his lieutenants. Our interpretation is that the body found in the exploded cockpit was Falconi, i...
"What are you doing? I told you before you're supposed to bargain with them!" Olivia turned away from Roland in exasperation. "I know, I know, but we're on vacation and I don't need the stress over five bucks or a hundred baht or whatever." Roland half-smiled and tried to look like an easy-going beach bum, but came off more like a typical white dude tourist...