I was putting on my jacket and whacked you in the process. You're totally cute.
At the real estate agency's coffee machine, there was quite the line up. Chloe, just in from showing a home on Blenheim to an elderly couple with a dog, Annette, fresh in from the gym and looking...
What people don't know about Vancouver is that it is hot, hot, hot, triple X hot, but largely online. Hmmmm. Sex, Lies and Lotusland is a fictional blog by a group of writers exploring dating in the...
Sex, Lies and Lotusland is a fictional blog by Anonymous The sultry sun, a tempestuous voyeur, laps at the curves of our dewy bodies, spying with its warm touch through the gauzy veil of bone white...
This is part of a serialized fictional group blog about dating in Vancouver. “Miss Kitka seeks Batman,” Estelle, at the computer, read out loud as she typed her opening line into the appropriate box...
Fiction by Anonymous of The Vancouver Observer The Zen-inspired fountain bubbled down the wall. The plants offered a leafy backdrop for the silent attractive woman behind the bamboo desk. It smelled...
Fiction by Anonymous of The Vancouver Observer Sibyl felt curious hearing her name with so much heat. Sibuhhhl, she whispered in her ear. It landed inside her. “...she’s calling me. Like a doorbell...
Fiction by Anonymous of the Vancouver Observer. Alive, red, soft. Wrapped in a perfect summer dress, she floated by. Another short red dress distracted me, another soft, sweet body. Twenty somethings...
“Demi Moore seeks hot young lover to take away her post-marriage virginity,” Estelle wrote and hit send. But all through the day she wondered, "Who would respond to such an ad?" When she finished...
