The fluorescent lights in the library provided scant illumination in the waning hours of the Oklahoma day. In fact, although it was only 6 pm in November, Fumiko could barely see the print on the fluid dynamics textbook in front of her. For all it was worth, the book was like a useless stone slab. She had been using her cell phone to provide some manual ligh...
I have a confession to make, well it's actually two confessions. The first is a confession that will allow you to understand the significance of the second confession. Anyway, I have a confession to make. First, I need to tell you about my best friend, Anna (not her real name, there are some of you who will read this, who know her and I appreciate your confi...
I am sitting within the eye of a storm. People surround me; talking, eating, drinking, laughing, all loud, all vulgar. I feel sometimes as though I'm an old soul, surrounded by utter, utter children; yet I am younger than them, all of them. I used to think that you were like me, an old soul, but then it happened. You left. You're here too, across the room....
I spent several summers with my grandparents in Montana and I used to hear conversations about my aunt who lived in the area. This story is based upon those conversations. She had been known to have women visitors overnight. That was the rumor. But she was also seen to bring home the occasional man. They were never people from her own community or people he...
"It's beautiful out here." Sara said as she stood at the edge of the path staring down the beautiful mountainside. It had just rained so the normal dry golden hue was replaced with a field of bright green vegetation as far as the eye could see. Up above the sky was flawless blue with only a single lazy white cloud hovering aimlessly over head. "Yes it is."...
I am Eva. I am an Indian girl with long black hair, 5'9", slim and fair. I am 19 years old. I love to sleep naked at night. I shave my pubic hair almost every day. But sometimes I go out naked at night. Only my best friend Pamela knows that. I am going to write the story about how Pamela came to know my secret. It was Sunday night. I wished my parents good...
Sarah was sitting on the kitchen floor when I came in from the living room. The soaked living room carpet made my feet freeze, and ache for warmer weather. It was a few days after the hurricane hit our tiny island in the Gulf of Mexico, and we were one of the lucky ones. Mostly we had a bit of damage to our patio and only our downstairs bathroom and living...
I'd finished breakfast and was putting on my costume again when Janice came back into the trailer. "Do we have any more water in here?" she asked. Like me, she was topless. It was already nearly 80 degrees and it was only quarter to nine in the morning. "Sorry, I drank the last two bottles," I said. "But we should still have that carton of 12 that we took...
I still remember when I met the love of my life. The gorgeous Black woman of Haitian descent I would marry one fine day in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. Ivy Saint Preux is her name. Six feet tall, lean and muscular, with jet-Black skin, and long Black hair braided into neat cornrows. Oh, and she also has big tits and a big round butt. A sexy Black godde...
Carrie watched as the short black girl weaved her way through the press of bodies and sat primly at the bar. She wasn't dressed in any of the outrageous stuff that all the other women were trying to pull off. On the contrary, she was clad in a simple dark-blue pair of jeans, and a black low-cut top, emphasizing her curvy shape. She turned her head and looked...