I was shocked by Sunday’s arrival, but not surprised at my lack of sermon material. I’d always been meticulous about my work, beginning on Wednesday and working every morning straight through until Sunday’s a.m. perfection. This Sunday, I had nothing. I showered, fought with myself to ignore that woman with me, then turned the water to bone-killing cold an...
A Certain Kind of Balance Life is interesting because each one of us sees things with eyes that have a different perspective because of our point of view. This is what is wrong with our society because our perception of what is the truth is shaped by what we do, what we experience in life, those we associate with, and from those who are involved in our circ...
Note: All people are of age in this story, and I got this idea from a Manga, see my previous stories for the Authors name. ***** John was lying comfortable in bed. He hadn't quite woken up yet, but the morning light shining through the window had started to rouse him from slumber. He was having a pleasant dream of being in a massage parlor. Finely John...
She is doing it to me again and yet remains unaware. I am watching my beautiful wife of 20 years slowly get dressed as I put on my shirt and tie. Generally conservative and reserved the last thought on her mind involves seduction at this hour of the day. I could ask no more of her as she has given her life to raising and educating our children. I am gratefu...
Bruised, battered, base- Mankind takes inventory, held breaths between up & coming conflicts like choirs of children biting their tongue, zooming in on a stubbed toe before inspecting the damage & totaling the bill. And all that's found, dear reader, is canned laughter. Perhaps to fully comprehend the severity of the issue, it behooves you to imagine that...
My name is Steve LaFleur. A big and tall young African-American man of Haitian descent living in the city of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I was born in the city of Boston, Massachusetts, in 1987. I've been living in Ottawa since 2009. I moved here because I had a scholarship offer from Carleton University. It's the only reason why I'm in Canada. The place re...
For Todd * * * * * The freshly waxed pews smelled of lemony polish, the sounds of my feet were muted by the thick mulberry colored carpeting, the lights were dimmed. I hurried down the aisle, feeling like a sinner on my way to hell, not a churchgoer on her way to the pulpit. I was incredibly conscious of the fact that I wasn't wearing any panties, like so...
“I love the way you taste.” She felt his warm lips move away from hers, the strong scent of listernine lingering for a moment, and a hand caressed her foreheard, running through her hair. When she opened her eyes, her husband’s face floated above her own, hovering like a pale ghost. “Sick, I haven’t even brushed my teeth yet,” she said. Mary yawned and...
Audrey was a beautiful young woman. Some people said that she was far too beautiful to be a minister's wife, but that's not fair. Why shouldn't a minister have a beautiful wife. The trouble is that everybody doesn't obey that commandment that says "Thou shalt not covet thy neighbour's wife." Audrey had been married to the Rev. Peter Brown for five years. Th...
Chapter 1: Transformation The next morning Britney awoke to Katie's voice. "Britney! Britney! Wake up!" "What is it? What's wrong?" "Nothing's wrong!" "Then what's so important that you have to wake me up so early?" "For starters, it's not early! It's almost noon!" "What?!" Britney sat up and looked at her phone. "I never sleep this late!" Katie smile...