The quickest way to develop a hatred of humanity was to work in sales. No matter how much you liked people at the beginning, within a week, resentment crept in, and after a month, you wanted to run away to an uninhabited planet. He used to think working as an apprentice chef was thankless work. It was hot, it was busy, and the hours were long. People compla...
Setting the stage for Jim and Rachel's confrontation. ****************** Jim - Entering Iran was easy. No drama. There were 8 of us total in two old Toyota pick-ups. Our two Kurdish-Iranian drivers were indeed legal Iranian citizens with quite valid NID documents. They were also legal Iraqis. Well, sort of. The Iranian Jew, Adel, also had his own docum...
Priya's Story: Journey from a Shy Girl to a Slutwife (PART 4) (A Novel by her Husband) A Note for the Readers: This is a story about the evolution of a shy, traditional girl from North India into a sexy, outgoing hot-wife. I draw the inspiration from my very sexy wife Priya, who is the protagonist in this story. It is a long story, to be posted in many par...
So, there I was, at a party going stag, a Halloween bash, of all things! Now, bear in mind that Halloween itself is my birthday and it happened to fall on a Saturday that year. I had just broken up with Selina, my girlfriend of two months, over something that I thought was petty, but she deemed a catastrophe. She had seriously overreacted and committed the u...
Note - This story happens after the story 'When it rains, it pours'. ---------------- I was sitting on the bed in the small room, literally twiddling my thumbs and waiting. I was dressed in a black knee length wrap-around skirt and a snug white t-shirt that accentuated my boobs. There was no bra underneath, so my nipples were poking through the fabric. A r...
It was a nice, warm, sunny day but comfortable. I'd worked all morning on a computer, that wasn't operating properly, when I received a phone call from a lady. "My computer is acting up. Could you look at it for me?" "Sure. Give me your address." She wasn't too far from me. "I can be there in an hour." When I arrived at her house, I was surprised a...
Zombies, zombies, zombies. Why was everybody talking about that species in movies and books and they became a real problem all of a sudden? The name is Marianne Laban, and I was born in the City of Addis Ababa, in the Capital region of Ethiopia on February 6, 1989. In mortal life, I think I was a fairly attractive chick. Five-foot-nine, slim but curvy where...
Save your breath, the firefighter told me as she tried to help me out from the rubble. I looked at the tall, crimson-haired and brown-skinned young Black woman, whose lusciously dark skin was covered with soot, and fought back the urge to smile. I don't breathe, I thought smugly and took the hand she offered. Fires in large apartment buildings like this can...
Pari and Hitesh had known each other for many years - a decade, give or take. Their association began through the world of cyberspace, like any normal modern day relationship. It started off innocuously enough. A few minutes on messenger, a couple of posts on a public forum, etc. Before they knew it, they had started spending hours together online, sometimes...
"Until the day I die, I'll fight you freaks," Abelard Adewale shouted, and the tall, burly young Nigerian man boldly swung his fist, and connected with the jawline of the pale-skinned man before him. Tall and slim, with alabaster skin and reddish brown hair, the dark-clad man did not even flinch, but instead carelessly, almost casually, took the brunt of the...