Sunday, 31 July 2016

Celebrity bad boy

 "Hello?" I said.
There was silence on the other end of the phone.  Maybe it's a bad connection,  she thought.  I was about to hang up when—
"Hello? Is this Samantha?" A sexy male voice said.
I leaned into my pillow and smiled.  I had a feeling this was the call I'd been waiting for. 
"That depends," I said. "Are you Joe?" There was some static on the other end.  Then it passed.
"Did you say something?" I asked,  pressing the phone to my ear. 
"I said you sound the way you look."
"Meaning?" I couldn't stop smiling.  After weeks of just being a series of pictures on Facebook, I was actually talking to him.

Monday, 25 July 2016

West and Kina

"So?" West asked. It was hard for her to stare at him for too long. His eyes held her like the gravitational  pull of a large planet. She forced her eyes  away. God! He was gorgeous.

"Are you mute?" His voice was deep and made her insides tingle-- in a good way.

She smiled at him, allowing the moment to linger. Under different circumstances, she'd have enjoyed feeling his hands on her body. But somehow she knew he'd  snap her neck faster than she could touch him.

"May I ask why you're doing this?" He said.

"Why I'm doing what?"

"This job," he said. "Don't know many beautiful women in this line of work."
"Why do you do it?"

Saturday, 23 July 2016


He stared out the window at the sky. It was a full moon, and he didn't feel like venturing out. He could hear the sounds of the city; car horns,music, people chatting and a couple having sex half a mile away. The girl was noisey. She was screaming profanities like a meth-head.

He sighed and leaned against the windowsill. It was getting harder to get through this time.

He wished he could go to sleep and wake up in the dark ages again. He felt so....disconnected, so alien in this time.

He hated these interruptions. He really assumed he was alone.

Sunday, 3 July 2016


Tracy was speechless.

Here? Now?

Her heart was on hyper drive. The movie was great, the dinner was epic. But this? This was on a whole new level of awesome.

The night air was  chilly, but she could barely feel it. The sounds from the restaurant seemed miles away. For her, they might as well have been coming from another continent.

She covered her nose with both hands. Not to ward off a bad smell, but simply because she was too excited to do anything else.


“Your money or your life. “ Musa said.

The girl paused over her meal,  her fork hovering just inches away from her mouth. She stared at the gun pointed at her,  then slowly turned to look at the rest of the restaurant.
All the seats and tables were empty.  Even the staff were gone.

She returned her gaze to Musa,  then shoved some spaghetti into her mouth.  She chewed for a few seconds, then swallowed.

“Why? “ she asked sipping from his glass.

“…. Why…what…? “ Musa said. The girl hadn’t  responded as he’d expected.

“Why my money or my life? “

“Huh? “

“I mean seriously,” The girl said with a shrug.

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