Ch. I: Murder in 33-B Joseph Masterson, Ph.D., was a professor of religious studies at a major university in Los Angeles. He was a trim, alert handsome man of forty-three with a thin moustache, sharp eyes and impeccably dressed. He flashed around big-time money and had quite the eye for the ladies. Which is why Las Vegas was his favorite place and he made i...
It was that time of year again. The time when everybody with families, especially children, put in desperate requests to have a day or two off, and left those of us who were single to cover the hospital. It was a trade-off. Usually the pay was premium, usually the work load was light, but then there was always a feeling of sadness. All of us who worked smile...
Lionel was awakened by a stream of sunlight falling across his face. He slowly rolled open his eyelids and stretched languidly. "Now this is the life," he thought, picking up his phone from the bedside cabinet and noting the time as 9 am. He had taken a break from work for a week to visit his brother in Akrham, New England, trekking up from New York by bus t...
It was a warm day for Long Beach, Vancouver Island. A bit of wind blew in from the ocean, but the sky was almost Mediterranean, with only the occasional cloud sailing by. While happily talking away about everything and anything, we had walked a long way down the hard sand at the waters edge, away from any of the people around the beach access point. It was a...
What is Marriage? She didn't know. What she did know was what her marriage was taking away from her. Time. And a life too. Anushka Banerjee was married when she was 27. Just when she'd realized life was too short to be little and wanted to fly and explore the sky of her desires the jolt of an arranged marriage happened. It came at a time when she had start...
My husband and I returned from the States six months after I had my first gang-bang encounter in a bar. I did not wish to risk my marriage -- I had everything that I needed -- and so exercised discretion over disquiet in my life. I had led a sheltered life in India till we traveled to the US five years back, and the lifestyle and attitude in that country hel...
Chapter 5: Lacie's Dinner Lacie followed the girls into the dining hall, doing her best not to look timid, despite the fact that her heart seemed to be doing it's best impression of an African tribal drum. Her stomach decided to try out for the Olympic gymnastics team few moments later, flipping and jumping when Lacie saw the room before her. A single lon...
As I know some of you follow my work [ thanks! ] I want to let you know that the characters in this story appear in two other tales - " Decking The Hall & Jingly Belles " and " It Is Far Better To Give " - in that order. I hope you enjoy them and Happy Holidays! - BrettJ "This sucks !" Christina groused as her mother adjusted the fake beard and whiskers....
Her eyes opened to a dark room. Familiar but absent of sound or light. "No alarms. No signs of intrusion." She slowly rose out of her bed, feet touching cold metal and blinking eyes straining to adjust. Her hand carefully searched for a flashlight that usually sat near her bed on the nightstand. She thumbed its switch yet nothing happened. "Dead battery?"...
We all left for a weekend at the local Hilton. It had a hot tub, pool, sauna, and weight room. The rooms were really nice, two bedrooms connected with a common “living room” area. As expected when we got there they took one room and Will and I took the other. Tammy walked out of their room nude… except for a very small red belt she wore around her w...