Coming Clean with Aunt Savitri

I was back in my flat, relaxing on the sofa, after spending most of the day in Shoreditch. Instead of either one of us driving, we took the tube. Shoreditch was very arty with fashionable clubs and bars. It had vintage and design shops which Sarika enjoyed popping into. She picked up a few items …

English Christmas, Family Bonding & Pie

Chelsey was coming down the stairs when she saw her step-father come in through the front door. She stopped and watched him as he paused to remove his jacket and read the mail. Roche's words, "I wonder who your next unsuspecting victim will be" played in her head. It still irked her that Roche had …

An Unsavory Past

He heard his name and looked up from the newspaper he was reading. He removed his glasses, stiffening when he saw a familiar figure approaching him. What the hell did she want? "Hello, Lover," she said, when she reached him. A little smile tugged at her lips as her eyes traveled slowly and deliberately over …

Spousal Abuse

“When it comes to abuse, you believe there’s no way out. There is always help. There is always a way out.” ― Rev. Donna Mulvey It’s hard to believe that Christian women are in abusive marriages but it is true. “Bible verses are often used to justify domestic abuse, such as those that refer to male …

Domestic Discipline

What is Domestic Discipline? Is it a more politically correct term for "wife spanking"? Until recently, I didn't know that this sort of lifestyle existed. I was shocked by the number of people who are practicing it, including Christians. One article described it as a movement in the Christian community. What is Domestic Discipline and …

Traci’s Past

His heart skipped a beat as he watched Traci coming up the path.  It had been four years since she walked out of the condo penthouse with the unobstructed views of Puget Sound, Elliott Bay and Olympic and out of his life with no goodbye or explanation.  When he came home to an empty place, …

Taahira’s Story

People stare at me because of the tribal marks on my face.  I wish I never had them.  I wish I knew what I looked like without them.  Before I left Nigeria, I asked my mother about them.  She said that she and my father were merely upholding traditional practices. I wished that I was …

We Are All Slaves

"We are all slaves," Todd declared and Marsha stared at him. "What do you mean by that?"  she wondered. "It's what my pastor said last week." "Where did he get that information from?" "The Bible, of course.  It's in chapter six of Romans, verses twenty to twenty-two.  We are either slaves of sin or slaves …

Sherry’s Story

I want to tell somebody but who will believe me?  Who will believe that the man who uses me for a punching bag is one of New York's finest?  I'm just a former exotic dancer who had the misfortune of getting hooked up with the wrong man.  I guess I was flattered by the attentions …

Mia’s Story

Ours isn't your typical love story.  I was a victim of human sex trafficking and he's an FBI agent.  My name is Mia and I'm 28 years old.  I was 18 when I ran away from home.  I was having problems with my mother who always made me feel like I was no good and …

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