Chapter 1: April, 1998 Jack Loved Janice It was unusual. Janice called and said that they needed to talk soon, using that little girl voice she used when something was very serious. They were engaged to be married. He had asked her just two months ago, and they had gone ring shopping together that night. They'd picked one out but the size was not right-a li...
He Never Noticed HE COULD HAVE BEEN the poster boy for the world's Nice Guys. Neither his parents nor anyone else had to teach him to be polite or respectful. He was saying please and thank you before he knew how to speak in sentences. In elementary and middle school he was giving up his seat for a woman or old man, holding doors open for those following hi...
"I'd like to volunteer to help at our local refugee center." Sandra's words, spoken out of the blue, abruptly ended Frank's little monologue he had been giving, commenting the piece of news about a horribly looking refugee camp they were showing on TV during the refugee crisis in Europe in early 2016. "What, my love?" Frank immediately reacted. "You'd lik...
How did Yara turn into such a hot slut, I hear you ask? Being the ambassador's daughter, she was always stuck-up, spoiled, rich and a party girl. Being a nympho was natural for her. She had no real beliefs, ideology or even work ethnic. She subscribed to secular liberalism and French literature but only very superficially. She is a feminist, but again this d...
Chagrined invited other authors to finish his tale of betrayal. This is my contribution. ***** Involuntarily, Michael took a step back. Her hand came up and laid lightly upon his chest. The effect was electric. "Michael, it is time for you to come home." Like an overload on an electrical circuit, Elisabeth's touch blew the fuse that Michael had built betw...
"Damn, honey ... you really know how to get me hooked!" I exclaimed as I drove deeper inside Anastassia's sweet ass. "Well, you know that I'm hooked on you, papi, because I've never given up the culo before! That's my anal cherry that you're taking right now!" Anastassia proudly informed me while really pushing back at me with her sweet booty and hips. "So...
The traveler made his way up the darkened stairwell, careful not to disturb the layers of dust and cobwebs that had built up over the years. The building had been abandoned for years, probably even decades in fact. He had never so much as set foot inside this building before, and yet, it was as if he somehow knew his way. And so he carried on, curious to kno...
A lot of people define themselves by their job, which is why, when they get fired or a certain job no longer exists, some people self-destruct. Me? I define who I am. Everything else, from institutions to people and places, are temporary. The name is Xavier Champlain, X.C. to my friends, and I'm a young black man living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Got a...
Another wintry day in Ottawa, the town that fun forgot. Not for the first time Laila Fatimid wondered why her parents fled their hometown of Abu Kamal, Syria, for frosty Ontario, Canada. Head down against the heavy snowfall, the young woman walked up the hill leading to her neighborhood in the Barrhaven sector. I hate Ottawa, she cursed under her breath. A c...
Outside the mall Chris was sat in a squad car, while the SWAT captain was talking to the police chief. A detective was in the conversation and Chris saw the older man nod and walk away from the captain and the chief. He made his way to Chris and pulled out a set of keys and undid the cuffs. "I'm Detective Sill I'm the one who'll be investigating this mess....