On my first trip to New York City--to visit a college buddy whose home was there--I was having trouble hailing a cab. Everybody else just barked, jumped in front of the cab, and hopped in while I stood there trying to politely flag a taxi, dumbfounded. That's the way you get a cab down South where I'm from. I finally jumped in the back of a taxi a split se...
1925. The year the first volume of Mein Kampf hit the streets, John Baird was just about done tinkering with his television invention... And Berlin was the capitol of vice and entertainment. Though which came first was up for grabs. Censorship had fallen with the Kaiser and the shock of defeat had left Germany scrambling for a desire to feel alive. And Ber...
"Racism against black Muslims, is indeed one of the dirtiest little secrets of Islam," I said to myself as I walked down Hadrian Street, on my way to Marketplace Station in the plush Barrhaven suburb of Ottawa, Ontario. Just another sunny day in the Canadian Capital, and a Hijab-wearing Arab lady just switched sidewalks when she saw me coming. Wonderful. I w...
"Hurrah. Lady Sally Rudston-Chichester makes another dashing escape. We're getting good at this, aren't we, captain?" Lady Sally called, jumping in the air excitedly. "We certainly are, madam. Though I expect your maid will be traumatised." "She'll get over it. Besides, she's been my maid for years, she knows what to expect. I think she feigns her alarms...
FIRST CONTACT Oedipus "Fast Eddie" Cronejammer felt the icy wind against his neck as he waited for the transport vehicle. So far he had waited 20 minutes, and nothing. He leaned back against the side of the deserted shop, which was composed of crumbling red bricks and a broken picture window featuring decapitated manikins - in other words about what you mig...
I was surrounded by thick books; my final analysis still incomplete. I had a tremendous headache and only four days to go until the end of the semester. My eyes were sore from reading my notes, and erasing the multiple and erroneous theories I was typing on my desktop. With a desperate sigh, I took off my dark rimmed reading glasses and rubbed my forehead....
Ich bin die 27jährige Lehrerin Nicole, wie man sagt eine blauäugigie blonde Schönheit mit gut schulterlangen naturgewellten Haaren, einem festen, eine handvoll, Busen mit kleinen Nippeln, Vorhöfen und Warzen, einer Wespentaille, einem knackigen Po und wohl endlos erscheinenden Schenkeln, schließlich verteilten sich meine 65 kg auf 1,82. Seit Jahren war ich g...
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Quentin remained silent for rest the trip, lost in his thoughts. When they arrived at the starport he led her through a warren of passages, avoiding the few concourses where passengers gathered to await transport. Finally, through windows that overlooked the exterior of the dome, a squat little ship could be seen. "The Scrapper," he declared. It was a shabb...
The relationship had been about sex; that was what they had both understood – 'until we both... you know' he'd said, meaning 'find someone new', not 'until we end up falling in love with each other.' She thought of how awful it would sound, the younger widow, Husband only dead a year, falls for the smooth talker that chat's and woo's his way into her bed le...