The Rescue It was the longest hour of my life. Every sound I heard made me jump. I couldn't sleep, I couldn't relax. I could barely think. The metal cuffs cut deeper into my skin and blood dripped down my arms. I knew my hour was up when the door opened and Wyman came in. "Show-time Ms. Perry," he said with joy. He grabbed the chains and lifted me to my f...
My eyebrows knotted together in confusion as he pulled away from my neck and set me down, backing away a few feet. "What do you mean?" I queried. "I meant exactly what I said," he responded, unhelpful. My impatience was mounting. He was mocking me, wasn't he? Of course I was human, there wasn't anything else I could be; I would've realized by now if I wa...
The heat of summer had settled in the small apartment, stagnant from a week's worth of broken AC. Luke ran one hand through his coarse dark hair and took a drag of his cigarette with the other. His best friend Oliver sat in a soft round chair in the corner of the room with his knees pulled to his chest texting furiously on his phone. Luke heaved out a sigh a...
The first time Mouna Souleymane set foot in the City of Ottawa, Ontario, the young Saudi Arabian woman hated it. Boring, she thought. Born in the City of Riyadh, Kingdom of Saudi Arabia, to a Saudi Arabian father and a half-Lebanese, half-Eritrean mother, she grew up the very definition of wealthy and powerful. Her father, Qasim Souleymane owned Souleymane &...
I lift my rosé high into the air. It sloshes just the tiniest bit. "To us!" I proclaim. Oliver raises his glass and we clink. "To us!" he says. We drink. "Hear, hear." I take another sip. "So what should we do next? Movie?" "Nah, I don't wanna see a movie. I want to do something." "We could go to Rolling Horse." "It's Thursday, though. The shitty bar...
CHAPTER 1 Ma Reilly was pushing sixty and although wealthy still worked the early morning shift at Ma Reilly's Diner simply because she'd always worked the morning shift for the past thirty-nine years, including the last twenty-three years as owner of the business. She'd married three of her regulars over her time at the diner and each one got around ten...
Melissa Koenig stood naked in front of her full length mirror. She turned this way and that and considered that for a woman on the verge of her seventies she looked pretty damned good. Decades as a yoga instructor and practitioner had kept her figure trim, lean and incredibly muscled and flexible and she was just vain enough be quite satisfied with the resul...
The final installment of the 'part-time-nurse' stories. I recommend reading the other parts first ... The weekend passed and everything had been arranged. Jane's mum would pick the kids up from school and Oliver would pick Jane after work so that they could drive to the clinic together. As his work day drew to an end, Oliver gathered his things and rushed...
The crate bore all the markings of having traveled a great distance. Freight stamps from various foreign countries littered the sand-colored slats, entry and exit stickers were folder over edges and a familiar symbol was burned into the upper right corners. Oliver Dodman slowly walked around the huge crate, a smile playing on his dark features, his green eye...
Follows my story The Deal, but can stand alone. ***** The outfit wasn't Matt's first choice in clothing, but he didn't see why a sorority girl would kick up a fuss and refuse to wear it. The band of the lacy white bra dug into his ribs a little sure, but he figured a girl would be used to that sort of thing. Anyway, he suspected the bra and matching pantie...