I stepped out of the station with my colleague Monica. The tagline under the town's name read: the birthplace of the industrial revolution. I felt like I was walking into a history lesson. Monica glanced at her smartphone then pointed down a desolate high street. It's fair to say I never like working away, especially in towns like this. northern and industr...
Karida Barak cowered in the dark corner of the Riyadh prison cell that she'd been thrown into weeks before... she couldn't recall exactly how long she'd been there. The whole experience had just turned into some horribly surreal nightmare that she couldn't seem to wake up from... She was numb for the moment... her body was no longer suffering the hunger pan...
The summer of 1979 had most of the "chosen ones" on the paths that they were destined to follow. Robbie Seldon and Crystal North were dating and realized there was something building between them as they started college that summer. Brad Seldon and Jay Hanson were starting their jet fighter training at Edwards Air Force base... and both their wives were preg...
Bartered Orgasms with Agonies of Faith (Part Two.) About 4,200 words. No gratuitous sex and all characters are fictional with no intended similarity to persons living or dead. All characters are adult or at least 18 years old in paragraphs elucidating sex. It is an attempt to consider the implications of whoring in momentous historic episodes of social, pol...
Ruby stared out of her office window, through the heavy drizzle, at the throng of blacks assembled on the road. What a sorry bunch of losers, she thought as she read the abusive placards being waved by most of them. None of them knew the facts of the case yet here they were, entitled motherfuckers, trying to tarnish her reputation with lies and deception....
STAVE ONE -- After the Party "Sheena! Wake up! It's 7:30!" She tugged at her girlfriend's arm -- hard. In denial and despite the urgency in her voice, Sheena's body declined a suitable response. "Sheena Zayed!" Alya's tone, upping itself from double-quick to double-quick and shrill, jarred the sleepy girl from her fuzzy haze, which, slowly fading, prompt...
My name is Shenaaz, I am 38-year-old muslim woman married to a hindu man and I am from Bangalore. My marriage dates 19 years ago to Nundoo, out of which, I have one son studying with the help of my brother in U. K. I was from a village and my parents believed that the girls should be married once they finished school. After the wedding I moved to Bangalore...
Saffron slipped ever lower into her chair as the stripper twirled around the silver pole on a dias just feet from where she sat with her cousin Charles and his friend Sebastian. Already completely naked the slim blonde girl just gyrated aimlessly around the pole as she waited for the song to finish. Saffron had watched with a sort of detached interest as t...
Donna - the sort of girl you want to bend over your knee and slap her bottom until it turns purple. She's fresh out of school and prime to end up like all the other girls on this estate... Pregnant. And God would I love to put a bun in her oven. Not that I'm into all that preggers porn. They just look fat to me. But I'd rattle Donna until she was about to po...
Author's Notes: I counsel patience to readers who are keen to quickly get to the juicy, "action packed" parts of my story. While I will eventually get there, my main purpose is to tell what I hope is a good story. To get the best out of this story, I would advise you to start from Ch.01. Conversations that took place in Hindi are recorded as such in ita...