As I walked home with my hands full of groceries I marvelled at how beautiful the landscape was around me. Since three days ago, everything around me had taken on a deeper hue, a richer sound, a more delectable taste. I lived in this surreal world, where the touch of the wind blowing against my bare arm would recall memories and feelings to me that would mak...
As my first year of college came to an end, I started looking for accommodation for the next year. I'd check the university's housing office every morning, and just as things were looking particularly bleak I found an interesting offer: "Professional couple require not more than 15 hours child-care per week for an 18-mo boy, starting September, in return fo...
Part 4 ….. THE NEXT MORNING …………………. Hema was sounding asleep when Venkaji came in at around 7 am. Hema was sleeping in the nightie and the saree was well folded and kept inside the almirah. Hema had not forgotten the handycam, in fact after leaving Meekri at the door she quickly went back to retrieve the same from Ananth’s room. There were 3 tapes of 90 m...
"...and this is the darkroom where we still do some old-school pictures now and then." Allison said as we toured the Journalism department. She was pointing at what looked like a regular classroom door, but it had a red light mounted above it and a big warning sign on it telling all not to enter when the light is on. Allison is the journalism teacher at t...
My wife and I hang with the same group we have been with since back in high school. We were all a little wild back then but we calmed down after we all got married. The wildest of all the girls was Ava. After graduation, Ava screwed every guy in the group before she settled down a bit and married Art. I don't know if Art screwed every girl in the group, but...
This story is a complete fantasy and no association with real life whatsoever. No one is under the age of 20 and there is no physical hurt or pain. As I made my way home from our elderly neighbours house, Mrs Lord's words echoed in my mind "There must be no secrets, Lucy. You must tell your husband everything." He knew most of the things from our visi...
I often house-sit for my uncle while he is in California or Japan. Usually one weekend a month. I am always a early riser and this Sunday was not different. I enjoy to sleep with no clothes on, unless it is cold, which is unusual in Hawaii. I put on a short terry robe and went to kitchen to make coffee. A few minutes later, I hear the newspaper boy ride up o...
A Fictional story from Skodaw * My name is Jack West; I am 22 years old. I arrived in London about three months ago, since then I have found somewhere to live and a job, I started in a local bar a couple of months ago. I originally come from Chester, but a couple of months ago I took a job in Jersey on the Channel Islands, the job stank and I walked out....
This is not the first time I've come to this bar after a long week's work and not the first time I've seen this woman here. She seems out of place, a bit older than the regular nouveau professionals, dresses simply, classically, and mostly sits alone in a corner booth drinking something deep amber, no ice. And out of all the flirty young women that litter t...
The air on the portside was invigorating! After running 30 laps around the perimeter of the ship, I rinsed the sweat off in a cool topside shower, swam a few laps and ordered a cold St. Pauli Girl. This trip to Alaska out of Vancouver, BC. was really quite the complete experience, I thought... (little suspecting the actual veracity of my observation!) I sat...