Crème de la crème
I hate pants. I really do. I will never wear them. In my opinion, they are for men, only. I need to always feel feminine, and a dress does that for me. I dream of dresses. I worship a dress. My dresses are hung in the closet on satin-padded hangers. I have several ready-to-wear dresses for work and play by American designers Ralph Lauren and Calvin Klein. But honey! Let me tell you! I would love to get my hands on my very own haute couture little black dress! Yes, yes, yes! I know the exact…
The Poison Murders — Part II of II
After being subdued with chloroform, Bianca woke in a small dark room that holds her captive. “Goodness gracious! I hate the dark,” she says in a low tone. When she moves to get up from the bed, a motion-sensing light activates. Bianca is relieved that the light illuminated the room. The light is symbolic of her predicament because it will shed some light on who killed her father and the name of the poison murderer.
The door opened and maniacal toxicologist Dr. Luigi Fabio stepped into the room.
“Hello, Bianca,” he said…
The shrew and state of the art virtual reality courtesans
Alessandra is ugly as hell on the inside; however, her beauty is bewitching. She is snobbish and judgemental. She is also intelligent, tough, and ruthless. She is known by the mononym Alessandra, to her johns. She is a dangerously seductive siren who schemes to manipulate men and women for her selfish desires. Alessandra had had enough of being a faithful soldier in the prostitution army of Madam Carlotta, she wanted her own courtesan enterprise. The chess game is over, and Alessandra won. When Alessandra rose to power, her wealthy clients…
The Poison Murders — Part I of II
Dead bodies have been turning up all over Calabasas, California and the residents are scared. Ten murders in ten weeks, all committed with a strange poison, and still, nobody has a clue who the clever killer is.
Bianca Mancini loved watching the moon and stars out of her telescope. The mystery, the magic, the uncertainty of their creation excited her. Bianca always keeps the telescope with her. It made her feel close to her father. They looked at the night sky together when she was a teenager. And then, one night under…
Gabriela turned off the cable television after watching her favorite news anchor Ari Melber on MSNBC cable news and focused on going out into the snow.
She put on thick wool socks and fashionable snow boots for a walk to the corner market. Gabriel needs a few staples like oatmeal, cereal, potatoes, chicken, fish, orange juice, fresh vegetables, and eggs.
The city of Chicago was blasted with heavy snowflakes overnight. Fortunately, the electricity and cable services in Gabriela’s condominium unit were not interrupted by the icicles that covered most of the electric power lines in her neighborhood. She…
THE END OF THIS SERIES
“Honey, don’t tell your girlfriends that you want to be submissive to your husband.”
“No woman will ever know my personal affairs with my husband.
“Honey, women are no longer slaves to their husbands.”
“But I want to be my husband’s loving slave!
“Honey, a man must be the head of the household.”
“Yes, mother, my husband will be the Alpha of our home. He will be cared for delicately; and, when he gets moody, I will love him tenderly.”
“Honey, do you understand the role of a…
I recall purchasing my first haute couture handbag by the Italian House of Fendi while rushing through Miami International Airport in Miami, Florida. This haute couture fashion designer handbag accessory got me in big trouble!
I like all the things that are Italian, especially their names (characters in my Medium stories); Roman numbers that are written in Latin letters (my numerated Medium Confidential…Single story series); and haute couture fashion designers (my favorite designers are Fendi, Versace, and Prada).
My fantasy was to be a supermodel for an Italian modeling agency. I was young and skinny once. So, to imagine being…
Seriously, Why Has Romeo Not Found Me?
Yo, Romeo! Why is it taking you so long to find me?
When you arrive, I want that passion love, that intimacy love, that fatuous love!
To be clear, Romeo, I want that nasty love!!
The old saying goes, “If you don’t look for love, it will come to you.” (Author Unknown)
O, Romeo! I have not looked for you, and still, why have you not tracked me down.
Are you lost? Are you using the MapQuest app?
I am here in Washington, D.C.
Please, text me at “777 — ninety-three, eleven.” (The…
Dante and Love Songs
Thank you, Top Writer in Poetry, Patrick M. Ohana, for introducing me to different writing styles. After reading all your Medium Pussy stories, Medium Anthi and M stories, four of your novels, and Strings, a collection of nine short stories, they taught me to step out of my writing comfort zone. Your works have been a great summer read!
I was 25 years old when I secured a 30-day job as a messenger at the U.S. Supreme Court in Washington, D.C., on Capitol Hill. Most of the messengers at the court were undergraduate law interns…