“Halt! Who goes?” “Relax, private. It’s Major Jessop.” “Password – Sir!” “Seriously? You know I’m your CO, right, Private Tyson?” “Yessir, I know – but I still need the password. Sir!” I smiled, “’In England's green and pleasant land,’” I quoted, “And well done, Tyson. I would have skinned you alive if you hadn’t insisted. No one gets past you without the password. Not even General Byng.” I nodded as I walked past, then t...

Talala looked down on the city square of Tantovar and smiled. Around her, people danced in a throng that filled the square. The rhythmic beat of hand drums and skirl of pipes filled the air with joyous sounds. “If only I could dance with them,” thought the goddess. But her body of carved stone was affixed to the temple dais. For deities could not enter the world of their own accord. They could only view it through the sta...

When I started college at Ohio State, I was living in an apartment with two of my older brothers. My third year of college, I had to move into the dorms. When I moved, I had more social opportunities with women. So, I would ask a girl out on a Friday or Saturday, to one of the High Street clubs for some beer and dancing.  More often than not, when I was dancing with my date, a snot-nosed frat boy would try to dive between...

16th of February – Season 1 Rosemary Lekota was not a big racing fan. But she knew that she hadn’t been invited to this pay-per-view to watch the motorsport. She hadn’t been invited to be entertained by these sports entertainers. No… she had been hired to be the entertainment. She was a singer. As one of the newest exports from Lesotho, she was eager to make her mark all over South Africa. Despite being one of the hottest...

"Do you want to go?" My question is to the room. One set of ears hears in a dead sleep. Springing up. Feet in perfect ballet turnout. Spinning in circles. Pirouettes of ecstasy. "Why does he do that?" She's asked the question before. Sort of rhetorically. Aware that the pup enjoys going out. She's right to wonder, though. "Why does he do his dance of joy, whirling around as if in ballet slippers?" "The pup hears something...

Dancin’ the bluesIs a complicated business;First, you focus on the rhythm,Then you try to feelHow your partner moves,Fumbling to sway with his groove:Most of all, you strain to blend withAll the glory ofThat music,In three or four pressurised minutes,When you concentrate intenselyOn all these elements. If you can surrenderTo the beat, your partner,That music,Your soul starts to sing and soar,Melting into your manAs one co...

Becky  Lee Tyler had thoroughly enjoyed trying on the new lingerie with its sheer baby-doll top and ridiculously skimpy, matching panties. The special birthday present she’d ordered for her husband had just arrived.After an extended period of fiddling with the gossamer outfit, and trying out different poses in front of the bedroom's full-length mirror, she knew, just knew, almost for sure, that both of them were really go...

It’s called Puppy Park for a reason. And today, that reason is obvious.There are canines of all kinds roaming around. English bulldogs and French bulldogs loping around lazily. A Jack Russell terrier is running around at a furious pace, a tiny brown-and-white blur nudging a kiddie soccer ball, growling at other dogs who want to join the fun. A gigantic golden retriever fighting to hold onto a huge plank while his little b...

The world revolves my angel, and once more The time is coming when the days grow short,When happy thoughts of summer flee away, And all around is desolate and bare. Come fly with me to some exotic shore, Where bathed in golden light, we two can sport,Dancing gaily on the strand all the day, And through the night mount high into the air. O cruel lady, tell me what I've done, What crime that you should treat me so unkind,Wh...

The darkest day is not always the one without the sun.At times, it may be the one without someone.A period we feel as if we are empty,Without that best friend to make us happy.The brightest night need not be with every star in the sky.Sometimes, it is when we dance together.A moment where we are in perfect sync,Without care for what others may think.The coldest summer is not always the one that brings ice.Occasionally, it...

Like most ideas, it seemed a good one at the time. And when my bubbling daughter Claire enthused, “Great! Go for it, mum,” the decision was made.But now I was having second thoughts.Nothing unusual about that, really. In the twenty-five years since I made that unforgettable decision, I have been in the habit of dithering. Indecisive should be my middle name.As I placed my shopping packages on the shelf and hitched onto a...

Dancing. The very word fills many of us with terror, as we contemplate embarrassing ourselves in front of friends, acquaintances, enemies and total strangers by flailing around like drunken monkeys on Ritalin (although, to be fair, even drunken monkeys can be pretty agile, not to mention adorable - the same can't always be said of us tail-less primates). Sadly, no matter how much we may try to avoid it, we may eventually...

Chapter Two - Nick “So where did you go to school before you came here?” Oasis asks me politely as we head towards our maths class. “I was home-schooled,” I say as we reach the room. As I open the door for her to the classroom, she pauses in front of me and looks at the earnest look on my face before going into the room and taking her seat. I quickly head over to the teacher's desk and hand her the slip I have to get sign...

It was dark now. I was but a forgotten memory, stuck playing a lullaby and spinning around in circles. I gazed at the moon and the stars, the cracks in the shattered mirror distorted the image and made it seem less real. Once I stood tall and proud on the shelf. The music chimed brightly and I danced my heart out. The song was as light as my feet, as I delicately spun. My heart soared, not knowing of the prison, this cage...

I stand in front of the bedroom mirror looking at how I dress. Black Italian soft leather loafers on my feet, black Dockers with a very fine crease for pants, a light blue cotton shirt sans tie with open collar and a black sport coat make up tonight's wardrobe. I nod my head in approval. It is our first date. Three months ago, I met you at Starbucks. Since then, we meet each morning for coffee and conversation on our way...