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Serendipity

It was his birthday, but not even the sunshine of a beautiful day could cheer Pete up. Thirty-three years old and still single, he was re-evaluating his life choices, and mourning opportunities that he had sadly let slip by. Of all his failures, he knew that nothing was worse than losing his high school sweetheart. She was tall and slim, a delicate beauty with blue eyes, brown hair and a smile that would melt even the coldest of hearts. Tara was his first love, and the pain and regret he...

Serendipity

One day, I was at Tunbridge station and due to very thickfog, all the trains were running really late and way off schedule and so my connecting train to Canterbury West was running at least an hour or so late, and as it was a real pea-souper (like in the old black and white films) I made my way into an already packed out canteen. In those days, one could smoke inside the station canteens and the cigarette smoke hung thickly in the air and all I wanted was a good old cup of tea and a British...

Serendipity on the Dance Floor

(This is a work of fiction, made up in my mind, any resemblance to actual events, or people, or another author are strictly coincidence. This is an original work. -JW)At some point or another everyone has a fantasy about having some amazing sex with some complete stranger in the heat of the moment. The following can be filed into that category.I have never considered myself to be one of the beautiful people. I am more along the lines of the guy who lands in that group below the top rung of...

Serendipity the life of Riya

Preface: This is my first story. All kind of comments are welcome. This is an Indian story and has a few lines in the local language and a few regional words. Intro Riya looked at her reflection in the mirror and let out a deep breath. The makeup girl was giving the final touches. . Her face was adorned with jewels. A big nose ring which touched her red pouty lips. A maang-tika which sat perfectly between her brown silky hairs. Big dangling jhumkas decorated her ears. She looked...

Serendipity 8211 Part II

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Serendipity Part I

You know my friends used to say I was a real bad ass in high school. Probably cause of all the times I used to fight any one who crossed me or cause of the way I'd always smart off to the teachers. I tell you that so you can get a better understanding of the story I'm bout to tell you. It was my Senior Year. And I was flunkin' only one class (surprisingly). It was English. Ms. Hannah was the teacher. And man, she was a blonde bomb shell. She musta stood at least 5 foot 9. She was 36 years...

Serendipity

I’m not a voyeur. No, really, I’m not, but when fate drops something into your lap, as it were, I would be a cold fish to walk away, don’t you think?Quick backstory. It was my final year at University, and I was in a house-share with another male and three females. We all got along well with each other and lived separate existences as we studied different subjects.One weekend, both Alan and I had planned to be away visiting family and he duly disappeared on the Friday evening. I left early...

Serendipity

It all started when my husband came home in a blue dress. My name is Kim. I'm a forty-something housewife living in suburban America; Sunday church, bible study. I have a daughter named Stacy... I think you've met her, everyone has. I'm easy to spot at PTA meetings as I'm the short red head with long skirts, peter pan collars and low heeled shoes. My husband Ron is a cowboy wanna be - he looks the part but he's never riden a horse and I seriously doubt has ever eaten a bowl of chili. I was on...

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John Offen Peter Finch. What a crazy name to give to a child. He hated the name and hated it even more as he got older. The other kids discovered that “Jack” was the nickname for John. Then the teasing never stopped. How would you like it if kids called you “Jack Off Peter” and you couldn’t argue back? It was his name. His last name wasn’t any fun, either. That is why he used his initials JP whenever he introduced himself. He could honestly say it was his name and preferred his friends to...

Serendipity

I hate the Christmas season, or rather I hate the social side of things, or rather I do now when I discovered that after my partner left I had no friends and my family were elsewhere in the world. Seems the people I thought were my friends, were actually the friends of my ex and what social life I had revolved around her. So, all I really had left was work, a few acquaintances and a pretty boring life when I wasn’t actually working. Yes, there is the work’s social club and I often go on their...

Serendipity

There's nothing worse than being a new person somewhere and for Caroline Bennett it was no different. She was working at a large company and staying in a tiny studio flat until she got settled, but what she missed more than anything was company; company that was made up of people from outside work. Working in the big city had its plus points, but in Caroline's case it was just a means to an end. Having broken up with her boyfriend, it was the perfect time to get away from him and everything...

SerendipityIntroduction and Glossary

If you already know, or aren't interested, skip this bit. A sailing boat/ship cannot sail directly into the wind. Usually, the minimum effective angle is said to be forty-five degrees. Some racing yachts can get to thirty degrees 'off' the wind, others, like 'square-riggers', can only manage about sixty. If a boat is sailing as 'close' to the wind as it can, it is said to be 'close hauled', If it is sailing into the wind, but not as 'close' as it can, it is said to be...

SerendipityChapter 12

The passing of the front brought a chill to the air, so I lit the heater for an hour or so as we ate supper. Vegetable curry, rice and toasted pita bread; (I supposed I would have to get used to much less meat than I was accustomed to) ... as the wind howled outside. Bridget wasn't smiling, but there was a glint in her eye as she looked at her friend. "So you finally stopped fighting it, then?" Grace frowned a little, but then smiled and met her gaze. "After what Maeve said last Sunday...

SerendipityChapter 2

Late Saturday afternoon I was vacuuming the house when I felt the phone on my belt buzz. I killed the vacuum cleaner, causing the heads of two cats to peer out of the door of a room they deemed safe from the noisy monster I was shoving around. I thought the number looked like one I should remember. I put the phone to my ear. "This is Barry. Can I help you?" "You can come get me and do what we did yesterday, except I will forgo the restaurant meal for anything you can come up with,...

SerendipityChapter 3

There we were, looking over the rail of the ferry, me and Jessica, and she'd just stepped closer and put her hand inside my arm. Okay, I'm a little bit shocked. Happy? Yes. But shocked, too. I look at her face, her short hair swept back from it by the brisk breeze from the nearby Gulf and the forward motion of the ferry's travel. Those green eyes seemed cool, she had a little smile on her lips, and she wanted to say something. "I trust that this is okay." I touched her hand with my...

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