The name is Ashley Michelle Blackstone. I'm a young black woman living in Brockton, Massachusetts. I attend Commonwealth Tech, a private school located in Bean Town and currently major in Business Administration. Someday, I'm going to be a big-shot businessman. Yeah, that's my dream. Until then, I'm earning a living in the world's oldest profession. Yes, I a...
All characters are over 18 years old. This story is about how Gail became the seductress she is. I really encourage you to read my first story "GTO" to understand fully who Gail is as I spent much more time on her background there. This story takes place at the beginning of summer between her Junior and Senior year of high school. As you read this, pleas...
I don't want to be a lesbian but I might not have a choice. What am I going to do? I feel like I don't know anything anymore. My name is Halima Hussein and I am a young Black woman of Somali descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. If you saw me walking around wearing my long skirt and hijab, with my Koran tucked under my arm, you'd assume I was just a...
INTRODUCTION: The story that you are about to read is true. This is the story of my incredible transformation from being a wedded wife to a lesbian life as the partner of an 18 year old woman who was just starting her freshman year in college. Before you make any judgement about me and this change in my life, I want you to hear the truth. The facts as to h...
I walked to the jewelry stand inside Saint Laurent Mall with a purposeful stride. For months now, I had been saving up for the perfect engagement ring. Today, I can finally afford it. I smiled at the saleswoman, a pretty blonde chick, and indicated the one I wanted. I admired it, and made sure it was the right finger size. Smiling, I took out my Royal Bank o...
This is the last time I allow myself to frown over you people, I told myself as I walked out of the mosque in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I still couldn't shake off the Imam's words as he practically glowered at me as he ordered me out of the men's prayer hall. He called me every name in the book. All because I wanted to pray with men. Because o...
Hi again guys. Sorry for the extreme delay. I had actually written up a chapter a while back, but I didn't like it so much. So I scrapped it and rewrote the whole thing. This turned out much better in my opinion. I'd like to thank everyone who liked and commented on the first chapter. I'm really happy you liked it so much. Please leave a comment down below...
Mom was a successful business woman. Mom kept a Whorehouse. It was where I grew up. She taught me most everything I know about business. How to write a development application, and business plan, how to screen clients, how to maximise profits, work with the tax office and best of all how to be ethical and have fun. What Mom didn't need to teach me was how t...
The name is Jasmine Taylor, and I'm a young Black woman originally from the City of Boston, Massachusetts. I transferred to Spelman College in the City of Atlanta, Georgia, from Bay State College, a small school located in downtown Boston, and life hasn't been the same since. Even though the Dirty South and its ways get on my nerves as an outspoken young Bla...
Authors note: This is a continuation of the story that began in my first story "For Vicki". ***** Several weeks had passed since that first encounter on parent teacher night. Several weeks of emotional turmoil for straight, middle aged wife Victoria. Several weeks where hardly a moment went by when she didn't think about that night with Ruby. That ni...