I politely refused the coffee she offered . I was not in a good mood. It was my wife’s first death anniversary and her thoughts disturbed me, all the day. Whenever she passes by, she winks as if she wanted to tell me something. I was literally lip locked as my son was sitting beside me.He is

She was adorable, yet her cleavage showed her age – wrinkled and made up.  She was the reason why I hadn’t had a single day off in my office. She, my colleague, in her mid-60 was fresh enough to flirt.  On any given day, she looked dazzling though a single mom of 17.  I too had my

Left hander, Mr. Jones holding the spoon from his right hand, gazing to the security bars of the pantry was disturbed by the questioning of a guard. “ times up, can’t you finish the lunch and get off”. Alex, his first name, was calm in answering, he finished the plate and aimed to wash them. To his surprise