Themed stories

Don’t believe in love at first sight   That’s what Herbert Tinlow on the left and Clifford Hatchfield on the right say as they posed with this sign on in the middle of the street in their hometown of Portland, Maine.  Both men are in their 40’s and are single… well divorced to be honest. They were married for 15 to 20 years and both wives left them after men turned bitter with age, their jobs threatened, their wives looking at men younger and far more muscular. Back to today, people watch them, some of them nod agreeing with them when others and mostly women tell them to seek help and change lives to be much better men.  Laughing at these people Herbert and Clifford don’t realize that someone is watching intently it’s an older woman, a rather powerful witch named Zoltana, she’s in her 50’s almost 60’s with silver hair as she whispers an incantation:  Beard to silk, cock to clit,  Man no more, in woman’s wit.  Desire shifts like river’s bend,  Now she l...

We’re so ready for our trip in California for the next few weeks…  This is a post from Mandy and Jake Hall both in their mid-20’s and married for over a year now. They met back in high school and they were already in love with each other, high school sweethearts they were also the Prom Queen and King of their school of Saint-Louis, Missouri. They’re still in this period of happiness after the wedding but their bond is very strong and their love truly sincere.  On the day the picture was taken, the couple is on the way to their holidays, they went early, made through customs and their luggage taken in the plane for Florida. While waiting for their destination, their ticket change from California to Florida as the couple is completely oblivious to the change, they watch the shops inside the airport until they enter into a Sephora shop with small duty free perfumes, the scents are strong that Jake needs to sit a few minutes same for Mandy as suddenly the world before them seem to...

Fausta Pausini is an Italian woman in her late 20’s and in vacations somewhere in California. It’s her first time here in the United States and she definitely feels lost. She looks through her phone and finds her first pictures she took in a bar wearing the same black dress she’s wearing right now and holding her drink as she has written under the pictures:  My first time in the first country in the world and life seems so easy here.  Love drinking my little cocktail here on terrasse.  Going to love these vacations. Arrivederci [Goodbye]  But with time, Fausta feels lost and hopes coming back home fast enough to never going back to this enormous country where everything is gigantic. And today when she finally feels the worst, she has ever been, she starts wandering into town, with her little black dress, her sandals from Firenze and her designer sunglasses perching on her head.  She finds a peculiar little shop tucked between a coffee roaster and a surf shack c...

“Hi mom… yes don’t worry I’m taking some vacations this summer… yeah don’t worry I’m not taking my laptop for work… just watching movies, going to the beach swimming and tanning…” That’s what Eleanor Biswell says to her mom over the phone.  Eleanor is a woman in her early 30’s working so hard in a high-tech company somewhere in Texas. She works there for 6 years and it’s only the first time she takes real vacations… well it’s her boss and her mom that decided for her to go to vacations.  Eleanor received a confirmation email that morning talking about her ticket back to Florida and a word from her mother saying: “This ticket is for you and paid by your boss. You better take some vacations alright hunnie…”  Then she receives another email this time from her boss saying:  Dear Eleanor,  I have just received a word from your mother and confirmed  by the HR that you never took proper vacations since you are working for us.  Consider this as a part of your ...

In the sweltering heat of July 3 rd afternoon in a crowded border town in Texas, a group of five Mexican women stand on the steps of the local municipal building, waving signs and shouting into megaphones. Their names are Rosa Serafina Marques, Maria Paloma Ontiveros, her sister Carmen Gloria Ontiveros, Lucia Manuela Guzman, and Sofia Francesca Cristeros, they’re all activists who had crossed legally on visas but spend the past weeks organizing rallies against what they called “American imperialism.”  Dressed in bright traditional blouses and jeans, their faces flushed with anger, they chanted slogans that grew increasingly venomous. Maria and Carmen yell  ¡Abajo con los Estados Unidos!  [Down with the United States of America!]  Rosa yells: “Trump is a clown, a racist, a dictator! This country is trash, built on stolen land and lies!”  Maria joined in, her megaphone crackling: “We spit on your flag! We curse your independence! Mexico is superior—your people ar...

The afternoon sun beat down on the University of California Los Angeles, ready for the Fourth of July event. International student Aisha Al-Mansour, a fiery 22-year-old from a conservative Middle Eastern country, had reached her breaking point. She stood before the large American flag that hung proudly from the central flagpole, her dark hijab framing a face twisted in contempt.  A small crowd of students milled about, many snapping photos on their phones. “Disgusting imperialist symbol!”  Aisha shouted in accented English, her voice carrying across the green. She spat on the ground at the base of the pole. “This flag represents everything wrong with your arrogant nation wars, exploitation, cultural erasure! You think you’re superior? I reject it all!”  She grabbed a corner of a smaller display flag nearby and yanked it hard enough to tear one seam, drawing gasps from onlookers. Campus security arrived within minutes. Two officers escorted her to the administration buildi...