A recent power failure whilst trying to sort out my cellar took me back to when I was at college. As a full time student, summer work at a very large film processing company near Uxbridge was ideal for me, not only could I catch up on a few Z's but also being in total darkness I found it gave a clarity of mind, the unseen blank walls became my blackboards on...
It had been a long time since I'd been alone in the woods...too long. I had a bunch of leave saved that I had to use, and work had been pretty hectic with lots of meetings, paperwork and overseas trips. I decided to do some solo hiking to get away from a world of assholes, bureaucrats and paperwork. I unpacked and checked my gear, replaced what was old an...
A lot of guys meet a sexy woman and then groan with regret because she wouldn't give them the time of day. Me? I have an entirely different perspective on these things ever since I got away from a witch named Aziza Catherine 'A.C.' Hussein. A tall, fine-looking Lebanese Christian diva who turned out to be my worst nightmare. I'm going to tell you all about i...
Author's note: These are the beginning chapters to my novelette, Send. Chapter 1 will give you and introduction to the characters, and Chapter 2 will give you, well, something more. ;) Enjoy! Chapter 1 The words spewed out of me and onto my keyboard in a flood of anger and hurt. I punctuated every tap with a heavy click on each letter. Interesting how an e...
Denise walked into the changing room. Stopped and looked around. Smiled to herself. This is what she'd planned. The woman's changing room was empty. No other female was in the gym at this present time. It's Tuesday afternoon at 2 o'clock. If it's anything like last the 3 Tuesdays, there wont be anyone till at least 5. Again she smiles. She's remembering last...
It was a mundane accident; a spilled coffee to be exact, but the consequences were anything but ordinary. Marissa rushed to work, late because of her delayed commute; a norm during her three years in New York. The hustle and bustle of the city was unlike anything she experienced in the backwoods of North Carolina, and later during her college days at Chappel...
Meena Patel walked up and down the dreary street between her house and her children's school twice every day, just part of her stifling routine of domestic duties. In the morning she left the kids, aged 5 and 7, and returned home to cleaning, shopping and cooking the evening meal. In the afternoon, she trudged back to the school gates and collected them, the...
Quantum Leap: A discontinuous transition I like an orderly universe. I want control over my realm but I do not have the power to fulfill my desire so I settle for islands of safety and small channels of exploration. My husband is my central island; he is an anchor that can steady me when I drift too far. We have been together in many lives and know how to b...
I had just finished the weather briefing for the pilots. My last such briefing. Then a voice said, "Ten-hut!" I snapped to attention with the others in the room. I heard someone say, "Colonel Thomas, what's up, sir?" "First Lieutenant Jasmine Tate, front and center!" I said, "Yes, sir!" "Lieutenant Tate. Colonel Haggerty has told me you have decided not...
It has now been a week since I saw Elisabeth doing those black guys from the closet. And a few days ago I even caught her making out with Jamaal in the hallway at our college, right in the open. She told me that she was sorry, but I think that she wanted me to see it. I think it turns her on knowing that I'm watching her when she's with black guys. And ev...