This is the second chapter of the parts expunged from the published Gulliver’s Travels. Chapter Two The author is in peril from Lady Petrova. Griselda anoints him with unguent. The court jeweller makes measurements. Is it a protection or a restraint? The jeweller’s curious contrivances produced. The author ends in peril again. I was sleeping soundly betw...
I was on my way home when I saw the advertisement in the window of the newsagents on Bridge Street, it read; Local artist requires male model, must be of average height and build and between 30-40 years. Contact Anna on (01222) 1909 1222 – NO TIMEWASTERS PLEASE. Being an artists model was something that I had long fantasised about but had always assumed th...
This happened some years ago, but it is still vivid in my mind to this day. It was a Bank Holiday weekend and a friend that was originally a work colleague was at a loose end, so I suggested he came down to visit my wife and me and stay, have a Bar B Q and stuff – he had fairly recently split up with his fiancé and was keen to come down. It was a Sunday and...
"Old man, you must curse me even in death, I don't care what you think, it's my life," Razane Al-Bilali said angrily, and the young woman clicked off the telephone, and closed her eyes, hard. Sitting on a quiet corner of the third-floor stairwell inside the Carleton University library, Razane bravely fought the tears that were coming, and found that she simp...
I had an easy sitting job for Mr Peters. He was the last of the people that I still sat for. Mainly because no-one else wanted the job. Even though he paid regular rates most people just didn't seem to get on too well with his girls. Maybe because of their crappy habits. A bit about me. The name's Beth, I'm eighteen, nearly nineteen, average height, decent...
I had been divorced for two years when my friend Michael took me on a date. It wasn't supposed to end up the way it did, though... Let me explain. My ex-husband and I started dating when we were in our teens, and were married for five years, so there I was: a twenty-seven year old who'd never dated as an adult. Michael pointed this out while he helped me re...
Continues the story of my time with Molly in "I Love It When They Come Back Part 1. *** School in my town ends in June-usually the third week, depending on snow days. The last five days are final exams-half days with time for the students to study in the afternoon and for the teachers to grade and finish things up for the year. Some days, I don't have exam...
I was in my adjoining hotel room bathroom staring into the mirror while applying my eyeliner when my grandfather peeked his head into the door and said, "I was just checking to see if you were about ready. It's 6:45. You know you don't have to go to this boring ole dance if you don't want to. I won't be upset." I turned and looked at him before replying, "...
I drove to a secluded farm out in the sticks. Miss Black sent me there as part of an executive retreat on Servant Leadership, and I had no idea what I was walking into. I doubted there was any cell-phone connection and if there was, it'd only be a bar. Miss Black told me to let my fiancé, Staci, know I wasn't going to be able to contact her this week anyway....
"The Black Panther movie was definitely off the hook," Blaine Henderson said enthusiastically, and the six-foot-three, Dashiki-wearing and bearded young Black British guy pumped his fist in the air. Sitting behind the wheel of the bright red, recently rented Lexus, Blaine's girlfriend Sholonda Donnelly grinned and shook her head. The tall, curvy young Africa...