Archive | 10.07.2010
- Playing on the Pool Table
I'd seen him several times before, at Gerald's house and at literary do's. Networking, circulating. I'd even spoken to him a couple of times, when we had both been standing about in the same group talking business. He was a nice looking, rather sweet guy. He had always had a certain appeal about him, but I hadn't been looking for appeal then. I had deliberately not remembered who he was.
Now he was standing off to one side at the party and looking rather sad. Watching Casey and his new boyfriend ... more
- Power Trip
I grew up in the Kingdom of Kahara. My father was the head of the Kahara-America Export Co., an international energy conglomerate.
I have always loved walking the seductive streets of Amsada, Kahara's capital city. I loved the dangerous looking dark men, in their robes, capes and hoods. You could always see those coal black eyes staring out at you, measuring you, perhaps even desiring you. And the women. Those magnificent women with their fascinating almond eyes, also staring out at you, measuring ... more