Short story - Overboard horse

Overboard horse

No longer strange that the theological people are at the young age , women were or men , before it was either old Sheikh with long-bearded half meter at least hanging on his chest , or old woman Sheikha with the old age lines crossed on her face on length and breadth , and looks like as just a draft of mummy .
Sheikha Zainab was a beautiful woman , black-eyed , small lips , lofty , sexy exciting body , firm breasts and slim waist .
It was known in the small village that Sheikha Zainab was doing necromancy and she have a book which tells about the future of every human being and has the solutions of all problems , and she can contact with demons , and if she marry .. so the husband should die the next day of wedding .
Sheikha Zainab was not pay attention to all these rumors , and her house was opened for all those who want to know there luck and future .
Stouhy was the permanent customer in her house , he was the master of the village youth people , everyone afraid from him . With his strong body muscles and long moustache , he was riding a white horse , moving through the village alleys , swaggering on his back , and twisted a turban on a side of his head , and rotate a nylon tie around his neck .
Stouhy was spending the evening parties at Sheikha Zainab house .
There was always some women upstairs at Sheikha Zainab house , but Stouhy has a special position , and he not accept any body else than Sheikha Zainab , with her beauty and magic voice .
No body knows what is happening upstairs at Sheikha Zainab house , she was convince her customers that anybody who reveal the secrets would be punished by Gin , so on that basis , things were going easily and always she is the supper Sheikha Zainab .
Stouhy left his horse in front of Sheikha Zainab house , then entered her room while she was lying on the bed , he try to kiss her but she did not respond to his kisses , saying she is very sick and feel nausea .
Looking to her black eyed carrying between it’s eyelids all the secrets of the world , her beautiful lips carried a lot of magic and beauty , even the greatest artist unable to draw it by his brush , lips has an open invitation to another tasty world , did you saw a lips collecting between innocence and immorality .
And her rosy cheeks as a fruits been picked from the vine , now seems strained , but her body still erupting all the excitement and volcanoes flames , woe to this dreaded disease which prevents him from enjoying .
He would not attend a doctor for her , even he did not asked her if she feel better or not , he is not that loving person , he just shared by sex , and if she is ill , so woe to her and the disease together .
“Are some body upstairs ??” he asked , and she replied by nod of her head .
“Who are there ?” he asked .
“ Today , three women attended upstairs but still no men arrived yet” she replied with weak voice .
He climbed the stairs , then went to the 1st room where is a brown skin woman lying on the bed , completely naked putting a cat mask on her face , and that was the way of Sheikha Zainab that veiled women , so there is no body can discover them , he closed the door as if he does not like black skin .
Went to the 2nd room and opened it , there was a white woman wearing a horse mask , once she saw him she turned and gave him back , he looked forward to her body , which exploded another kind of volcanoes inside him , this thin-skinned arms , this lean back , this full buttocks , and this moles and it’s distribution on the back and right buttock , he know how many moles on this body , and his hands feel the touch of it all .
He was fully ignited inside as a volcanoe while he pulled her arms and removed that horse mask , to be face to face with his wife , while he crying , impossible , impossible , face to face with his wife , the mother of his children , the high family member lady , the daughter of the mayor .
Giving all the features of terror on her face , while catching by both hands her neck , and pressed with deep cry :
Ohhh Shikha Zainab whyyyyyyyyyyyy ???

Short story - Women were naked and respectful -1250 A.N.

Women were naked and respectful - 1250 A.N.

Date : 1250 A.N. ( After the Nuclear war )
Place : one of the caves overlooking a small beaches .
The sun has begun to rise spreeding it's golden wings on the trees green leaves , wetted by the dewdrops , over the extended horizon along the beach , infiltrating by it's rays inside the small cave , where the couple are still in deep sleep .
The wife awake yawning , while approached to her husband to wake him up ,informing him that the sun raised and that everyone has moved towards the beach .
She said : darling husband .. let us go , are we will spend our leave in sleeping ??
The husband pulled out from his dreams , tried to turn close his eyes , he wish to complete his beautiful dream , he saw himself wearing all his clothes between the arms of beautiful nymph who wearing a long dress and they was holding each other very tight sharing alot of kisses , when his wife voice pulled him out from that exciting dream .
He took the wooden vessel , filled with with water , and stand next to the cave's door , poured a little water to his wife to wash her face , then he gave her the vessel to pour the water for him , he gave a look around ,most of the people has left the caves and moved towards the extended shore , they were naked , also some of them were wearing a clothes woven by hand looms , in the form of simple clothes .
He said to his wife : let us go , she torttered on the beach sands , the sun rays waved and rippled on her tender- skinned nude body , which covered by the bronze colour , he follow her , with a peace of cloth aroound his waist .
Swimming in the warm water for a while , then the husband lie on the beach sands smilling , while he recalled his beautiful exciting dream , but his wife , once more pulled him back from his imaginations .
She said : i want to wear a dress .
Looking surprisingly for her sudden request , and a sign of anger drawn on his face , he shaked while sitting and said ( in neurolgical and tension way ) : what you are talking about ?? are you mad or crazy ??, i can not agree or accept that you be a spot for the hungry eyes of men .
She said ( districtly ) : look out around , is there some wearing clothes or not ??
He said ( with increased anger ) : do you want to be like them ?? they are upper-class pronography society women , by wearing this sexy clothes they arouse the instinets of men , so spreading alot of obscenity , iam sure about none of them wearing this sexy clothes to her husband inside the shacks , the logical thing is that woman wearing clothes for her husband not for the otheres , i really do not know what happened in this world .
She said : why then , you wearing a peace of clothes and covered your waist , did not see that you gave attention for women eyes ??
Responded quickly : iam a man , even i waer all clothes , and you know that no body else in my life except you ., my baby , so why this blind jealiousy , really you must feel happy if all women looking at me , but you are the only one who iam attracting .
She replyed : my thoughts are the same even iam wearing clothes , i really do not veiled for the men's eyes , and you are all my life too .
He said ( in nervous way ) : are you not feel shy for that ideas , i married you becouse you are from a respectful naked family , do you remember our early marriage days when i has been surprised when i saw you wearing a swimming pants , and i asked to remove it immediately .
She replied ( with sadness squeezed heart ) : yes darling , i remember , but that was long ago , more than ten years ago , where all women that time were respectful naked . but now there is fashion of transparent dresses .
He shouted ( interrupting ) : is it must to go behind these fashionable and foloow it ?? perhaps tomorrow you will ask me to wear a long dress too , this is a particular madness really .
She said ( justified ) : we must respond to the changes of the modern fashion and other things my darling husband , or people will look for us as underdevelped or retarded . or even non civilized .
He said ( try to end the dialogue to his side ) : yes iam reactionary and retarded and noncivilized , and can not agree or allowing you to wear any clothes , how the men will look to me if i followed your openions ?? as well as my family , what they will say ?? certainly they will say i lost control of my family .
She said : my darling husband , no need for this closed thoughts , it is unhealthy .
He responded quickly : this is not closed thoughts , and you know that iam from a believer family , and strong adherence for the religious teachings , the god has created us naked , so do you think that the time will come to allow you for wearing any clothes to the strangers ?? no .. and don't think so .
He saw the sadness overshadow her outlook , so he tryed to reduce his pressed tension , he said : i do not avoid you from wearing what you want of clothes and long dresses inside the shack , it is my pleasure , better than see you naked all the day , and overnight you not even wear one piece of clothes , it is really strange that women wants to wear clothes outside the shacks , instead of wearing inside to give happiness to there husbands .
Anger clouds started to gather to cover her face by more sadness , which infiltrated to her heart and began to challenge with deviltry : pretend to adhere of the teachings of religion , i will do and apply with him as he claimed and i will be more religious , nothing will ever wear it infront of him .
And she started tearing her clothes .

Short story - Photo Gallery

Photo Gallery

A picture of his wife , it was in front of him , just few minutes ago , in the photo gallery , on his untidy bed , which is a copy of his untidy room , which full of chaos in every corner of it .
Some clothes lying on the seat without care , and some other dirty socks lying on the ground , next to the sofa , along with some dirty work clothes .
And the smale table overflowing with soiled cups of tea and coffee, also some fruits took a corner of the table , and on that table , in the side of the bed , there is also a shell for the cigarette stubs , which was full of ash , and on that table there is some liquor bottles too .
Sat on the bed's edge . and poured a glass of liquor , he was reviewing the smale family photo album .
Few minutes ago , his wife's picture , it was in front of him , the picture suddenly disappeared , he search between the folds of the bed cover , not find , he removed all blankets and sheets from the bed , and agitated , did not find it , he put back all the blankets on his untidy bed .
Sat on the bed's edge , poured another glass of liquor , he felt sick from that search , he pulled the glass and poured all the glass content in his mouth at once , washed his mouth by pajamas arm tip , he heared slight voice comming from source between the bed sheets on his untidy bed .
He look out to the source of the sound .. he saw the blankets moving higher as if something inside , swells and grows , he cringed in panic at the far bedside , teeth chattered to each other , while he watching the blanket moving from his untidy bed and landing on the ground , and inside it the thing which sweels and grows , after landing it began moving on the ground of the room which fired by the chaos in every corner .
In the middle of the room the blanket stopped moving , and start falling on the ground followed by the bed sheets .
Suddenly , he is face to face with his wife .
She was looking at him by her beautiful eyes , he try to talk , but could not .
What is happining ?? it was just a picture in the photo album , and then .. what is that she doing ?? she takes off her dress ornated with flowers and stripped the transperant sleep t. shirt .
Possess all the courge and he spoke , " what are you doing ?? " he asked
" And how you came here ?? " he continued asking .
She did not respond to the questions , and continued stripping until she became naked , with Aphrodite beauty .
He stood at the bed's edge , but did not moved , he sat again , he rubbed his eyes by his hands .
'' Am i in fact or fiction ??'' he talked to himself , "is this the impact of excessive drinks?? '' ,'' but iam not sleeping or in a dream '' ,'' and the prove iam thinking and i will smoke now '' .
This is the cigarette and that is the lighter , he moved his finger above the lighter , smale flame raised ,he lit the cigarette , "yes iam not sleeping " still talk to himself , "and what i see not a part of a dream " .
He was looking to her , but unable to identify any emotion on her face , as if it only a beautiful statue of Aphrodite , he remember that image he drawn first time , as it is now , this magic beauty , black hair and rosy cheeks , lips , which carried the most beautiful smile and open invitation at the same moment , the pale brown eyeballs with long eyelashes , the firm breasts and beautiful arms , the slim waist , she was putting her arms above her head , she is beautiful really .
He stand up again and moved one step towards her , " how did you come ?? iam not in dream is it ?? "he asked ," can i touch you ?? " "why do not talk ?? i am really happy to see you , it is true that iam a scientific man and dont believe in superstitious , and the picture change to a real body , and that ...
what is happining ?? , just a moment please ..
I am not drunk , why not talking ?? anyway iam happy to see you , very happy , you know how much i love you , come on between my arms .
He put the cup on the table and off the cigarette . he moved toward his wife with wide open arms , step and the 2nd step , then stopped and came back,
She began to speak , she was beautiful , but he could not identify her empotion , are she happy ??angery ?? she loves him ?? , hate ??
he did not know , he poured a glass of drink , and lit a cigarette , she is talking but he does not understand anything .
He saw some changes on her face , and body too , eyes bags appeared around the eyes and winkles and crossed lines increased on her cheeks and neck , the breasts became flabby , and the hair turns white to silver , all these changes took place in front of him ,
She speak , and he does not understand ,
how to understand the fast talking as the speed of the years of life in such a short time .
He was still near to her , the disassosciate from these changes only one step .
He stand watching a prodigy , and she was still speaking , what is happening really ??
What she says ??
Is she blame him ??
Is she a fact ??
Is he under the influence of drinks ??
He really drink to forget himself , and the concerns of alienation , and sleep to forget the years of his age that melts quickly as a thread of silk flowing fast between his fingers trembled on his empty glass .
He moved to return the cup to place over the smale table , next to his untidy bed , or to fill it ??
The separate distance just one step from his wife and the other step far from the smale table .
It came to his mind that he had heared something he understood it .
The voice says that there is something wrong in this life .
Turned to the source of the sound , not find anything , even his wife .
Draws a cross the untidy room , did not find anything .
He sat on the edge of his untidy bed , and poured the bottle content in his glass , while he turns the photo gallery ,
Suddenly , he found his wife's photograph in the place again , inside the photo album .

Short story - Dialogue between friends

Dialogue between friends

She : can we please have a walk together in the garden .
He : sorry , i just came home and feel tired , and need some rest .
She : OMG , nothing i ask and you accept it and do it for me .
He : really iam tired , it was a very great day in the club for running .
She : ooh , you can say this , all the daylight you follow her in the club .
He : who i followed ?? i was with my friends .
She : friends , i think you already sank in love with her , and that is why you comming daily very tired and covered with dust .
He : OMG , this is dust from the stadium , today i win all my friends , i hope that you are there watching me.

She : you are lucky , every day going out , and be in the car , and all the day enjoy in the club , but me just sitting home , it is not justice , i really depressed.
He : ohh , what you need more ??you sitting happy at home , eating and drinking and feel confortable .
She : yes i need more , why you going out daily and me not ?? why you enjoy and me not ?? are you have a special feather on your head .
He : look , no need for bad talking , you must know that my friend feel happy while iam with him , and guard him , but your owner why she can take you with her in a party or a visit ??
She : why not ?? if she love me as she always say to me , while she rubbing my body hair and my tail , and putting a coloured toys on my neck .
He : becouse you are a cat , you cannot enter the high socities and night life .
She : what you are ? just dog too , why you enter the high socities and clubs ?
He : animals are ranking .
She : this is only here , in the underdeveloped countries , but i heared in the high good countries the sweet cats as me , is associated everywhere , even if the cat dead they do sweet marble cemetery , and come to visit every day .
He : wake up , you are dreamming , you must thank god for the grace which you are , is it not better than you walk in the streets and eat from the rubbish pin ??
She : it is you , who eat from rubbish pin , becouse you are a dirty dog , but iam a pretty sugar cat .
He : do you think so ?? did you not look to the mirror to see how much dirty cat you are ??
She : you are the dirty not me , and with half tail too . hahahaha .
The verbal fightings and the attacking and the eternal conflict was not disengaged between friends up to time of writing this post .

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short story - 19 Tebana street

19 Tebana street

The cort dragged by a poorly donkey stood infront of the Castle post office , The number of passengers does not exceed the fingers of one hand . However .The donkey made supreme effort to drag the cort . The cort was overloaded by ladies with heavy weights .
The postman boarded beside one of them , she saw him loaded with letters so she asked him just to joke : can i found a letter with you from my stupid husband ??
The postman asked ,with smile : is he a traveler ??
She answered laughing : no darling , he escaped and left a dozen of kids and that three fatty ladies and iam the fourth wife .
He asked her while laughing : do you not search in the psychiatric hospital ??
Another woman replied with pride : We were professionals and he was living as the king Haroon El Rashid in the timing .
The cart penetrate the castle street , he can see in the left side , the mosque of Sultan Hassan , with the large ornate gate , and still he see the Mohamed Aly castle rises with proud .
The postman dropped near by Chamachergi street , and began his tour in the distripution of the letters , up to he reached Al Darb El A hmar street , then Tebana street , yes theres is 19 Tebana street on the corner of Al Room way .
There is a letter , he talked to himself : this is the 1st time i enters this place .
He knows that it is a public women's bathroom .
He entered to a long corridor and veered left to another corridor with virtually no lighting except smale window at the top of the corridor .
He raised his voice by announce : Mom of Essam El Banhawy ,and no one replied .
He moved to another corridor , leads to a wide square hall , half of it occupied by a bench half meter above the ground , and kept on it all the external and internal women's clothes , and the hall door just a lounge curtain made from very dark brown Krypton .
He look around , did not find one , but up to his hearing the women gossip behind the curtain .
He looks behind through the corridor , and concentrate his hearing , so no body was comming .
Rushed inside him the desire to see what behind the curtain .
progress slowly , and pushed part of the curtain to give him the vision .
That was a carnaval of naked women , inside the very broad municipal bathroom , which mediates by a round watering swimming pool rises from the ground by about a quarter meter , surrounded by marble in the depth of two meters , filled by hot water ,and in center of that swimming pool there is a boiling kettle in high position , and the boiling water creep from special taps to give the required water temperature to the swimming pool .
Steam was filling the place , and give the hot feelings too.
He saw the naked women some of them inside the pool swimming , or taking a hot bath , and some of them on the side walk around the marble swimming pool .
he saw one of the them lying on her stomach and another woman rubbing her back and the full flabby buttocks , he saw another lady sat squat , she was preoccupied with her body massage with soap .
And felt pretty girl sitting on the side walk marble has shown her feets inside the bathtub , it seems to have just escalated from bathtub , her body skin has red wine colour , as well as her upright breasts defy the domes , the long black hair go on her back and covered her buttocks .
He cannot control himself or his hot feelings , he found himself enchanted by this beauty , he found himself moving forward by all his entity ,wants to see her close , touching ,
Enchanted , Does it make foot slipped ??
Some women screamed in fear : Adam , Adam .
Some hisitation got housing , catch him .
Adam stand up from the collapse , but he was surrounded by breasts and thighs , from all directions , kisses by lips , and trampled by feet , tore his clothes while dancing to him as king Haroon Al Rashed , and then , utterly they through him inside the boiler of the bathtub .
shouted and shouted , no one heared his cries , his cries melted inside the steam
He heared steps comming through the corridor , moved far slightly from the curtain .
Raised his voice : Mom of Essam El Banhawy , no body here in this house ??
Hastened steps , and a woman came saying : it is not a house , it is abathroom .
He replied by dignity way : house or bathroom , is here a person her name Mom Essam El Banhawy ??
She replied : yes iam .
He responded quickly : a registered letter for you can you give your sign please ??
She said : i give fingerprint
He reply : ok give me your finger , and by print ink he marked the finger for fingerprinting and delivered the letter and went out , But still the heat of the bathtub feed the hot desirable feelings rushed inside him

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