The movement of the blue crescent was filled with a collage of sounds. The mixture of sounds resembled the gurgle that smiling babies make after quenching a harsh thirst, the sounds that a flock of water fowl made after bathing within an ocean and a sound that resembled, blended with, the cacophony of an arena; voices raised until all that can be discerned i...
[This is a continuation to my story "Spring Fever". I would encourage to read the previous chapters to get the context, though not mandatory. Many thanks to AsylumSeeker for editing this story] Swati "Let me get some dessert." said Uma, as she pushed back the chair. Uma and Keshav had invited me and my husband Arun for the weekend and we had just finishe...
For a long time I found myself getting up early, sometimes when it was still dark outside, still cold, I rarely bothered to dress, I woke and pulled the covers off my bed and walked naked first up to the bathroom, to sit and piss, to splash some water on my face, then to my little office. I opened the curtains and looked at the day. I loved it when it was st...
Alone in her trailer, a full month removed from her serendipitous soiree with Glen at the motel, Lana sat on her tattered and worn sofa, dreading the impending result of the wheels they had put into motion after having sex that morning. Invigorated, at the time, by a man who was willing to show her some attention, sexual and otherwise, Lana had poured her s...
The door to the young prince's room burst open, and Goben stood panting in it's frame. Prince Galome III sat calmly by the window of this, the highest room in the tallest tower of the palace, and his private study. He gazed upon his bustling people in the city below and the birds that flew over them. Goben dropped to a knee and lowered his eyes, sweat drippi...
The last meeting I had with the company president, things didn't fair so well. The disagreement I had with John led to a hasty exit on my part. Ramsy Advertisements is a reputable business but dealing with John sometimes can be rather frustrating. I was hesitant on a second meeting, but a friend of mine insisted I try again. The day was very warm and sunny,...
I patted Billie on her thigh to let her know I needed to leave. She had planted herself onto my lap as soon as I sat down and had stayed put except for the two times she had to go on stage to strip. the happy hour crowd tossed sweaty, used Washingtons onto the stage for her to bend over and pick up. A courageous few slipped them into her garter with clammy,...
Fake Memories of Burning Man * These stories are based on what I believe would be the reactions of real ex-girlfriends, but the situations are fictional. Names and details have been changed to protect their privacy. Burning Man is an enormous week-long art festival taking place in the Nevada desert. It combines large art pieces, music, performance art, a...
CALIA As Kintook's first wife, Calia held the highest status among the women of the large village, but with this privilege came great responsibility. She was the leader of Kintook's 4 other wives and of all his children. She bestowed fertility upon all the women of the village and held the responsibility for the fertility of the entire earth. Any personal s...
*********************** This action in this story occurs between "Justine Makes a New Friend" and "The Trade Show." It can be read out of sequence, however, some background of two of the minor characters is found in the earlier story. *********************** Sharp bars of light and shadow covered the corner table where Justine and her friend Juliette sat...