My name is Christine Brown. I'm a tall, curvy and big-bottomed young black woman living in the city of Buffalo, New York. I'm a lawyer in the city, representing mostly people accused of violent crimes. Fighting for the clearly guilty when they can afford my fee. It's this lawyer's life. That's why I went to Suffolk University Law School after all. It's my li...
Emily and Kimberly are unusually close best friend, both of them are gay and while they tried dating each other when they were teenagers, it didn't quite work out. However that hasn't stop them from making out and even losing their virginity to each other. Hell even when Emily had a girlfriend for a few months, they were still fucking behind her back. They j...
About two months ago my husband went out of town on business, for the weekend. I hate staying home by myself so I called one of my friend Lindsey to see if during the time that he was gone she would be able to stay over. Lindsey said that it wouldn't be a problem, her roommates were driving her nuts and she needed to take a break for a couple of days. Lind...
My cell phone blazed all night and I ended up turning off after an hour of calls from Alisa. I didn't want to talk to her. I didn't want to hear her soft voice. I didn't want to think of the nights I'd slept in her arms or the exquisite heights to which she'd taken me. I just wanted to turn everything off and crawl into a dark hole. Of course, it was a stupi...
Samantha sighed as she sank down into the hot water in the tub. The last thing she wanted to do was to go to a boring office party tonight. She had a very long week at work and just wanted to stay at home this weekend. Her boss had come into her office Wednesday just before she was leaving and tossed an invitation on her desk, and politely asked her to go th...
Author's Note: This is the final part of a triptych, and follows from my previous stories 'Questioning' and 'Experimenting.' While it's not absolutely necessary to read those first, it would make me feel more appreciated. ... "What are you saying?" "I'm saying...I'm saying that just because...just because you're good together, it doesn't mean you have all...
Author's Note: I decided to try my hand at writing a simple story, in terms of both length and story, for a change. I'd appreciate getting readers' thoughts on it. Any and all similarities between the following fiction and real people, events, or places is purely unintentional. Angela stares down at the man. At just over one and a half metres, in a f...
It was a dumb idea. A friend told me about it and I guess I thought it might be good for a few laughs. And maybe I would meet somebody nice. It was a speed dating service that matched rich guys and hot girls. Silly, I know. Since I hadn't met anyone nice in a while I thought I would try it. I knew that I was going to meet a lot of jerks but I thought there m...
Gloria sat in her living room, waiting for her husband Wynne to come home. Wynne seemed to find more and more reasons to leave town, leave home, bail out on planned dates, anything to avoid Gloria and the life that they had built. Gloria didn't understand it and let Wynne have his space for a while. Until she found the emails and the texts that his other wom...
-16- "Watcha' doing, Lynn?" Sami asked of me when she entered the kitchen area, reaching for a mug and the coffee pot. "Scrolling through the photos you've taken since we've been here," I said, my eyes studying the images on my laptop's screen. "Uh, have you gone through them all yet?" She asked, a bit of concern on her face. "If you mean, have I seen th...