The Faithful, North African and Middle Eastern Islamic nations, are plotting to seize the oil resources of the Middle East. By controlling the earth's oil and its major trade routes, they plan to bring the world to its knees. Then, when the entire world is kneeling, the Faithful of Allah will read to them from the Koran, preaching the message of Islam, the True Faith. The Faithful will stop at nothing to achieve their goal. But how far will they go? And how many lives will it cost?

Secrets
By Susan Heywood

The conclusion

Absinthe, Opium and Honor…Chapters 43 & 44.

Chapter 43

*Emily…………

I never, ever really though about myself as a lesbian before. I’m not really sure that I am either but after the long session of girl talk with the rest of the girls in the house about my night with Jamie and there was a lot to talk about like.

How great looking she is…actually most of us agreed on that even if there was a few of the girls that were kind of jealous.

Yeah jealous…I even admitted to it too. I’m a big girl; I’ve never been the skinny girl ever. Not even in like back as far as the first grade. I’ve done the diets and the binges and tried working out.

Okay going to the gym and stuff helped a lot but there is always these girls there that are the gym rats that make you feel like crap and that you’re some fatty invading your space. Hell even Curves back home was like that. It’s not supposed to be but it too was invaded as a women’s only gym they could go there without getting hit on.

The Faithful, North African and Middle Eastern Islamic nations, are plotting to seize the oil resources of the Middle East. By controlling the earth's oil and its major trade routes, they plan to bring the world to its knees. Then, when the entire world is kneeling, the Faithful of Allah will read to them from the Koran, preaching the message of Islam, the True Faith. The Faithful will stop at nothing to achieve their goal. But how far will they go? And how many lives will it cost?

I ducked around the corner one step ahead of the heavy footfalls that chased after me. I didn’t think they saw where I went and I tried to calm my breathing as I slipped into the nondescript storefront to wait for them to run past. The anachronistic bell over the door rang as I opened and then closed the door behind me.

Bishop lays naked in bed, her head resting on the soft warmth of Amy’s bare breast. Her lover’s fingers are wrapped around the curve of her hip, holding Maggie close, and that one tiny gesture alone makes her feel wanted and needed and loved. It’s something she’s never truly had before, and realizing what she had been missing in all the years before she found Amy almost overwhelms her. She wishes she could save this moment in time and experience it again and again in the years to come.

‘Love.’ She smiles to herself, and gives Amy’s breast a tiny kiss. ‘It’s the most precious thing in the universe.’

‘And I didn’t even have to steal it.’
 

Starting College my way. A story of fiction by Symphony Simms.

Starting College my way. Chapter 17.

September 13th. Saturday Night Music Evening, including the bit where I dump on Barbara.