Which should I take, the black or the navy? That was one of the questions I asked myself as I packed my clothes last evening.
He didn’t leave the cool confines of his apartment very often. There, he was safe. Safe from from the broiling sun of the equatorial city.
“Why is the stupid door pink instead of red,” Katrina mumbled to herself. She had just rented a room in the famous red light district
When they were children, they would lie on the bank of the river and watch the barges and boats as they passed by. It was
WARNING: ADULT CONTENT. MATURE AUDIENCE ONLY Sighing, Rebecca finished her Coke, paid her tab, and started back up to her room in Atlanta. Patrick had
“This doesn’t feel wrong,” Rebecca said, as she and Patrick were saying their goodbyes before going to the airport. “We’ve waited so long to be