There is nothing quite like doing that which makes you happy. My name is Jason Jean-Bernard and I'm a man with two lives. In the eyes of the world, I am a successful Haitian-American lawyer who makes a good living defending corporate fat cats. It's what I've always wanted to do. Growing up, I was a nerd who watched Law & Order religiously and did mock trials...
I got off the bus at the hot, dusty town of Be'er Sheva and checked my luggage in a locker. There was one taxi standing outside the bus station. I asked the middle-aged, bald driver: "Do you speak English and how many years have you been driving taxi?" "Yes and 25 years. Why is this important?" "I need someone who knows Be'er Sheva well to help me find so...
Story of a hot single mom who works as a food broker in a male dominated field. Donna woke early, she needed to be at the Marriot hotel at Newark/Liberty Airport by 7 am for her first food show. She had worked as a food broker for AD Garvis for five months, her job was to get food products into businesses around the tri-state area. In a short time Donna had...
This is my version of an ending to the story "Danielle's Revenge" by Damon X. While the version by FinishTheDamnStory had its own appeal, I found the idea of criminal prosecution of the wife and her partner-in-crime to be far more satisfying myself. My wrists chafed at my bonds in the darkness, even as I wondered how the fuck I was gonna get free. Then aga...
Lucky for me Ricky's as shitty a shot as he was a boyfriend. The bullet struck the wall ten feet behind me and the recoil left me enough time to step in and kick him in the balls. While he was bent over from that blow, I snatched the pistol from his hand and inflicted more pain to his temple with the butt of the gun. "Call the cops!" I yelled to the throng...
The wind was growing stronger, coming over the little skiff's port beam now in gusts over thirty knots, and the old fisherman working the worn wooden tiller looked back over his left shoulder at the wall of black cloud that had been chasing him since noon. He cast a practiced eye on the approaching headland, then looked down to measure the color of the water...
Oh dear- yet again another one-off. Sorry. Still working. Just this little nugget was clamoring to be born. So much so that it was blocking everything else. *sigh* Much better now. For Eric - You make a darn good muse. -W ***** "Enter." The voice, as strong and commanding as the man who owned it, called out at Hannah's soft knock. She opened th...
Teresa was a very goodhearted woman and sure that what she was doing for the church was for the good. There was no doubt that the Catholic Church was facing a situation where increasing number of priests were starting ordination but leaving without completing their courses. The Catholic Church knew that it could not just throw these people, who had been so d...
How is this night different from all other nights? ***** It happens every Passover: Ben Glazer breaks the 10th Commandment: thou shall not covet thy neighbor's wife. Passover is the Jewish festival celebrating God's deliverance of the ancient Hebrews from bondage in Egypt. The wife in question is Mindy Setrin-Greenwald who is married to Sam Greenwald, Ben...
Oh Man, I was down on my knees with my head buried between your mothers slightly parted thighs, panting like a dog on a hot a summer's day, as I tried to regain my breath. My eyes were burning and watery and I had that musty repugnant fishy smell of your Mother's sexually over heated snatch up my nose. And I still had that awful, salty, tawny taste of your...