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My melancholy was intensified by pounding rain and the stop-and-go traffic. Then the low fuel light suddenly flashed on. What else could go wrong? I had just been laid off and was down to my last dollar. I pulled my car into the first gas station I saw. As I rummaged through my purse for my wallet, my cell phone chimed and vibrated on the passenger seat. I bit my lip and hoped it was a positive answer to one of my job applications or would it be, my stomach tightened. It wasn't a blocked call, but I did not recognize the number. I answered warily. "Hello." "Good afternoon, may I speak to Vick… Read more

The Date By Odlum Ryan winced in pain. He inhaled deeply and glanced through bleary eyes at the alarm clock. Its bright red numbers indicated 1:17. He reached for the lamp. Its piercing light hurt his eyes but allowed him to find the last yellow pill, beside the half-filled water glass on the bedside table, and quickly swallow it. The mere act of swallowing started to relieve his pain and he pulled himself out of bed and moved awkwardly into the living room. Moonlight flooded through the open window blinds. Ryan moved to the low island, which separated the living room from his… Read more

My fingers again traced the words printed on the company memo. I glanced at the vase at the end of the counter. I took a deep breath and allowed the sensual memories to wash over my mind. I felt his fingers caress mine. I felt them gently rub over my knuckles and around the webbing at the base of the joints. His voice was hypnotic. I did not really hear what he was saying, just how his words made me feel. Warmth and excitement flowed over me. Jason and I had been giving tax lawyer seminars for the past week in Boise. Then the February polar vortex descended. Heavy snow and sleet delayed the r… Read more

St. Nicholas Day: Two Perspectives By odlum He knew it was going to be a better day as he glanced up from the pillow. Her form was outlined in the gray light of the bedroom window. As she approached the bed, her breasts swung rhythmically with each step. Her raw sexuality stirred him. She smiled and crawled onto the bed and nestled into his arms. He savoured her heat and remembered how he felt just twelve short hours ago. But that was before he met Maggie and discovered the joys of St. Nicholas Day. The car bucked violently as it passed over the speed bump. Cursing under his breath,… Read more

The Twelve Days of Christmas by Odlum The advantage of living on the edge of China Town is that no matter what day it is, the stores are always open. The day was sunny and mild with a slight breeze. Jane walked briskly down the sidewalk towards Chan’s Market. She stopped before the window of a dress shop and admired the display. The breeze playfully tugged at the hem of her dress. She heard the audible gasp. Jane checked the reflection in the window. She knew she was being followed. Jane loved the floral sundress she was wearing. The soft linen material caressed her body and the spaghetti st… Read more

The cold, damp Channel wind whipped at her coat as she walked up the hill towards her flat. The smell from the chip shop lured her. Even though the food would be cold by the time she got home, Kim really did not want to cook tonight. "Merry Christmas Miss and enjoy tonight…Remember, my chips are magical. See you tomorrow!" Kim stopped at the shop door and turned, "Merry Chris..." her voice stopped. Did the little old Pakistani man celebrate Christmas? His face beamed. "Thank you, thank you…See you tomorrow!" Embarrassed and somewhat shaken, Kim quickly fled the shop and hurried home. The s… Read more

At a Las Vegas town hall meeting, Bernie Sanders was asked to give his position on sex work vs. trafficking. He was unable to define his position. This is an important question during the run-up to the elections in Canada and the United States. Trafficking is not unique to the sex industry. Under the Criminal Code, trafficking involves recruiting, transporting, transferring, receiving, holding, concealing or harbouring a person, or exercising control, direction or influence over the movements of a person, for the purpose of exploiting them or facilitating their exploitation. Trafficking in pe… Read more

The rain lashed against the windows. A small pool of water began to form at the edge of the doorway. Teresa shook her head in disgust as she carried a tray full of dirty dishes back towards the kitchen. Her help had quit in the morning and now this storm. What else could go wrong? She bit her lip and cursed softly. Two years ago, the town had begun a revitalization of Main Street. However, the state had cancelled the funding due to budget restraints. Now every time there was a heavy rain the restaurant's basement flooded. She placed the tray on the already cluttered counter and headed for the… Read more

With 8 Minutes to Spare... byodlum© The noise from the adjacent bedroom window caught his attention. Randy had been sitting on the motel porch in front of his room, reading the newspaper, and sipping a drink. He had been on the road for several days and this was his first opportunity to catch up on the news from a national perspective. However, the moans and cries that emanated from the open window next door constantly broke his concentration. Someone was getting it on and that aroused his interest. He fought back the urge to put down his paper and peek into the window. After a few minu… Read more

With the current level of anger, hostility, and lack of compassion that is now prevalent in our world I returned to this old video and song by Rodney Carrington from his "Beer for My Horses" album. The world really would be a better place if we all followed the "show them to me" principle and took time just to enjoy the view.… Read more