Tit for tat Stories

“I’m more than just a nickel hopper, you know.” “Oh, so you’re a charity girl?” Mitzi slapped the smirk right off his face. “Go to hell, you bastard. You think you can buy me?” “Just a little quid pro quo,” he ventured, rubbing his jaw. “I told you, I ain’t a pro.” “It’s Latin. Tit for tat.” “How many times do I gotta—” “This for that.” “Oh.” “Yeah.” “So you want a little of this…” Mitzi lifted her skirt with one hand, th...

In May 1892, a delegation of over 200 Romanians traveled to Vienna, seeking redress from their systemic oppression by the ruling Hungarians. The emperor refused to grant them an audience, and their written memorandum was later returned to them unopened and unread. Two months later, the Stănescu family left their village of Sândominic, never to return. ❧ “Uite, Ana.” Look. They had passed out of the mountains and were cros...

"Hey, don't leave me like this!" She just smirked, picked up my pants, and pulled out my wallet. Her long nails went in and pulled out the wad of cash in my billfold, followed by both credit cards. The worn black leather of my wallet went slap, like an open hand on a big juicy butt cheek, when she dropped it back on the dresser. "Hey, come on," I pled. "I've already paid you!" "Well, I think I deserve more," she giggled....