Clay sat up in bed as he pushed his wife away. She got on her knees behind him and kissed the nape of his neck and ran her fingers through his hair. Again Clay shrugged her off. He stood up, shook his head and let out a small sigh. "Look you know I love you its just I can't keep doing this." "Doing what?" "I can't keep pretending for you. I no longer fee...
"That's got to be him" I thought as the man walked past our house one way, crossed the road, came back and passed by walking in the opposite direction. I couldn't tell for certain because his profile hadn't included a face photo. He had said that he was 44 with light hair. I judged him to be older but maybe because his hair was receding a little. I pulled...
A Couple of weeks had passed since her life changing visit to France, (See 'Jenny, John and Nicole') Nicole was now back at home with her father and step-mother. I shall let Nicole continue the story in her own words: * Everything I said about John and Jenny at the beginning of the summer, I take it all back! They are so cool! When I got back home Chris w...
Qataris aren't supposed to be broke, working at Tim Horton's just to keep a roof over their heads. We're supposed to be wealthy and powerful, that's my western friends say when I tell them that I was born and raised in the City of Al Ghanim in Qatar. I try not to roll my eyes as I remind them that not every person in the oil-rich regions of Saudi Arabia, Qat...
"Merci beaucoup, thank you so much for this gift," Miranda "M.T." Tupinier said, smiling, as her boyfriend Benjamin "Benny" Guerrier solemnly handed her a pack of brightly colored men's boxer shorts. She wasn't expecting that, especially from him. The two of them were chilling inside Benny's apartment in Montreal-Nord, and he'd gone out to grab a cheese pizz...
"Not interested, sorry," Yuki Takamori said haughtily to the short, stocky and balding, thirty-something white guy who sat next to her on the bus. For the past half hour, since she boarded the 95 bus heading to Barrhaven Center, he'd been trying to get her attention. Once Yuki made the mistake of actually responding to him, the guy engaged her in increasingl...
It was Friday night and the club I worked in was very busy. I work there on weekends as a bouncer. Not much goes on there but it pays well and watching the women on the dance floor was a bonus I always enjoy. Being near campus made it a prime spot for the students to blow off steam. Anyway, it was Friday night and I had managed not to pull door duty, which...
America- Just uttering the name made Haifa envision freedom. And not only freedom in-terms of personal liberty, but a freedom from the past. A past which kept many trapped into social customs, traditions, culture and family ties. America the ideal meant a land where men and women could be re-born and new ideas could take hold. America also represented peace...
WARNING: This is a FANTASY story. It may contain themes of consensual non-consent, slavery, dominance/submission, and/or extreme pain. Please do not try any of this at home. Do not try ANY fantasy with ANYONE unless you've discussed it in detail with them beforehand. Informed consent is fucking mandatory. ***** It was the end of a long day. I made my way b...
A beautiful sunny day and a vanilla ice cream cone. This day couldn't possibly get any better. Could it? Mina happily hummed a tune to herself as she asked herself the question, lapping at the ice cream cone in her hand. Her red slippered feet clicked against the sidewalk as she skipped away. Nope. This day is just too perfect. Mina couldn't help but treat...