To tell you the truth, I was bummed! I had been working my rear off trying to pass Mr. Rogerson's Advanced Biology class and kept getting "F" after "F". Finally, I gave into my pride and asked him how I could get a better grade in his class so I could graduate in May. That's when she walked into my life. Her name was Margie and she was the most beautiful...
The bar was three blocks away, easy enough to walk to. She took a seat on a stool in the middle of a long stretch of mahogany and ordered two shots of tequila -- it took the edge off. She scanned the scene; there were two college guys talking sports -- that didn't interest her. A businessman sat in a booth reading the Wall Street Journal... well-dressed, han...
Under Christy's mentorship, I blossomed at the club. She took me to different dance classes-salsa, swing, even ballet-to teach me how to use my body effectively. "The key" she would say "is to build a strong core. It's all in the abs and the hips." By the end of the first few weeks my body felt like a pile of twisted muscle. "Ugh" I whined, laying on her co...
Hey, there. My name is Joanna Jacques. I am a five-foot-ten, chubby and big-bottomed, dark-skinned young Black woman of Haitian descent. These days, I’m living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I am also openly queer. I attend Carleton University and live in the Vanier area. My neighbours are mostly Africans, Asians and Arabs. Vanier is a small tow...
Ch. 02: An Interlude We all piled off the bus into the cold night air, stumbling wearily down the steps into a crowd of waiting parents. A cloud of mist from our steamy breath formed over us as we all gathered at the side of the bus waiting for the driver to unload our bags and all the kit from the luggage compartment. We were quiet now, and sleepy after th...
Returning to school after summer vacation is always a tremendous bummer. As Britney Wilcox pressed the small red button on her car key, she sighed with a slight hint of despair as her 2009 Corvette convertible's anti-theft system armed. Though this was the first day of her final year of high school, the eighteen year old would much rather be elsewhere; back...
A week had gone by. Things started to feel normal again Sarah. The 18 year-old brunette senior had a good week of school. She had a good volleyball game on Tuesday and aced two tests in Math and History on Friday. Although she had a good week, Sarah still couldn't believe what happened last weekend. Sarah had not seen or heard from Britney in a week. She c...
Sarah slept in Saturday morning. She had a long and tough week at school. She aced both of her tests and won her volleyball game. Sarah wasn't one to sleep in, but she wanted to reward herself by staying in bed all morning. Was Sarah going to be able to relax and finally get the rest she needed? Short answer: No. When Sarah checked her phone, she realiz...
Britney returned home from the beauty shop. Tiffany had been working part time for only a few weeks. Britney was a striking 42 y/o mother of two with auburn hair with curly locks falling on her shoulders. For years, she had disappointed in her breasts, which were "small" by today's standards, a large B, but with exercise, her breasts had remained firm and wi...
Sarah woke up the next morning and couldn't stop thinking about what happened the previous night. Maybe she had really taught Britney a lesson. Maybe Britney was going to start being nice to everyone at school. Sarah also couldn't get her mind off the tough match she had with Britney. And the spanking she gave the blonde bitch. Sarah was having a good day...