Chioma grabbed her dress and draped it about her shoulders. She had just been for a swim and was standing in the sand, surrounded by rocks. It was late afternoon and the place was deserted. Dushan was at the hotel making arrangements for their last night in Seychelles and then join her on the beach.… Read More Their Last Day in Seychelles
It was a beautiful Sunday morning and Ede and Hank were in Porto Novo having lunch. “I spoke to my mother last night. She asked me if I would be spending Christmas in Portland with her.” “What’s Christmas like in Portland?” “Very festive. You have the Revels Show with singing, dancing, juggling, and poetry as… Read More Porto Novo & Portland
“How many more photo shoots do I have to do?” Shaelyn asked Gilles when they were finished. “Don’t you like doing them?” “I don’t because I’m not a model and I feel so self-conscious.” “Have you told Ryker this?” “Yes, several times but you know Ryker. Once he has made up his mind…” “Yes. And… Read More With A Little Help…
She felt ridiculous standing there holding a tall stalk with an unusual flower on it behind her back but it was part of the shoot. Why on earth was she here, modeling for a photo shoot which would appear in Bazaar? She wasn’t a model. She knew nothing about modeling. This was Ryker’s bright idea.… Read More In Hanoi
They came here on hot summer days. It was their special place. Fast friends since childhood and inseparable well into young adulthood. Neither was interested in dating. “What do I need a boyfriend for when I have you?” she said once before she ran into the water, laughing. He chased after her and they splashed… Read More Fast Friends
She arrived earlier than she had planned to and Benson informed her that Mr. Müller had gone for a walk. “Perhaps you will like to wait in the drawing-room until he returns,” he said. “Do you know where he went?” she asked. “Perhaps I can join him.” “I believe he might be somewhere on the… Read More Exploring the Moors
Here I am on a beautiful tropical island and instead of relaxing in the shade with a good book, going for a walk or a swim, I’m texting him. What’s the matter with me? I told him that things were moving too quickly and that I needed some space. He wasn’t happy about that but… Read More More Space?
“Whatcha you doin’ up there?” Vonetta asked Carlo, her big brown eyes wide with curiosity as she looked up at him. “I’m trying to make a phone call,” he answered shortly. “Now go and play or something.” “Is the call important?” Kids! He sighed. “Vonetta, I want to be alone. I don’t want to be… Read More Invasion of Privacy
After a swim in the ocean, she scrambled onto the beach where she found him. He was lying underneath the beam. Who was he? Where did he come from? Cautiously, she went over and examined him closely. He was unconscious and bleeding. She ran back to where her clothes lay and hurriedly got dressed then… Read More The Man on the Beach
I stood there in the secluded spot and tranquil place where we used to meet. It was our secret place where we could love each other freely. Back there it was against the law for a white man and a black woman to have relations. Race mixing as they called it was banned. The punishment… Read More Love Lives On/Tranquil #writephoto
Notes to Women 