Part 1 The Journey Begins : My name is Monique. I come from Europe, and I am in my mid twenties and stand about 1.53 meters in height and weigh only 49 kilos. For my height, my limbs are very long and shapely, especially my legs; and have what I would like to believe, a devastatingly sexy body, which I have managed to keep lean through a healthy diet and...
Following my separation from my wife, I rented an apartment downtown, close to my office, so I could return to work whenever I wanted. My work was one of the reasons we separated. I'm a workaholic. I admit it, but I'm unable to do much about it. I like my work, and everything else takes a backseat. The office where I work is nearly deserted at night except...
So this is the last chapter in the Ben and Mia story. Sometimes things that burn so intensely cannot be prolonged. Everything runs it's course, sometimes sooner than we would have wanted but hey, that's life. We are left with memories to keep us going. Thank you to all the readers who have enjoyed their story. I appreciate the positive feedback and rating m...
My wife and I are teachers, we used to teach in a summer camp each year to earn some extra money and explore teaching from a different ange. However, we began to struggle with the work to home life balance. As our jobs and salaries increased we came to the conclusion that we didn’t need to work in summer anymore and could instead relax. During our time teach...
During one of my trips back to the US while on an overseas assignment, I was staying at an apartment hotel in California. This is the story of what happened one evening. The hotel has an ordinary architecture - rooms are back to back, so that the only side for windows - is the side with the doors. As a result, as you walk by, you can look into rooms if thei...
Let me start by introducing myself. My name is Sarah. I’m 36 years old and still single. I’ve never married, not even been engaged. I haven’t had a relationship with anyone since I graduated college fourteen years ago. I was born and raised in a small farming community in southern Iowa. I attended a small college in my home state graduating with a Bachelo...
Copyright Oggbashan August 2017 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. ************************************************* Back in the 19...
It all started with you planning a trip to visit the people performing the work. We were to drive up one day, look at the part and drive back the following day. But it was all ruined when the boss said you could not go. We were both bummed out. This story is a fictionalized account of what might have happened on the trip. We met early that morning at the pl...
My son JJ's 4th grade class was going on a trip to the National Zoo in Washington D. C., and of course my wife Shirley had volunteered me to be one of the parent helpers. This is just what I wanted to do, spend a day with a bunch of loud, unruly 8 and 9 year olds. But duty calls, and sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do. JJ and I got to the school early...
Charlie Martin couldn't help grinning as he stood by the window in the arrival area at the airport He watched as the huge jet taxied up to the terminal finger and the boarding ramp slid out to the door of the plane. He was trembling as he waited for his wife of fifteen years to come off the plane. This was the longest they had ever been apart. He knew who i...