After Mandelin hung up, she put one hand on her hip and the other on her forehead. “What’s wrong?” I asked. “That was the boutique owner where I reserved my wedding dress. They sold it to another customer by mistake.” Her eyebrows
The following morning at work, I saw Craig emptying his desk. “What you up to?” I asked. “I just got retrenched.” “What?” “HR told me that they didn’t need me anymore.” “They said that?” He pursed his lips.
We bobbed in our seats during the drive up the mountain. The trail was rugged, and cobblestones chipped my fender. We stepped out of the car to absorb the crisp air and look at the clouds, only a stone’s throw away. The verdant valleys
The world of podcasting is still in its infancy, but it has shown that it is the future of broadcasting. I have also noticed that it is an area of erotica that is mostly unexplored. Reading is fun for many of us, but a lot of people wish to hear the words come to life, …