Reo Tanaka was gone. His apartment, where the eighteen-year old boy would eat in, sleep in, live in, had no one inside it. No one came to his apartment to visit him. It was as if no one would care if Reo died. The day was Friday. On a different Friday, in the past, ten Chinese gangsters had participated in kidnapping two teenagers. One of those teenage...
My name is Shamika Brown. I'm a six-foot-tall, square Black woman living in the city of Buffalo, New York. I run a shelter for immigrants and refugees known as the House of Life. I wear glasses, I'm somewhat curvy, with big tits and a big round ass. I also wear glasses. I'm in my forties and still not married because nobody can stand having me around. I'm yo...
Security guard isn't the most glamourous job in the world, but it suits me fine. After all, who else gets paid for sitting around watching a monitor all night? It's a bit monotonous, but it gives me time to think. You can go into a kind of zen trance watching all the nothing going on. Lately I had been working this university gig – campus cops. It wasn't bad...
Disclaimers: Any and all characters in my little story exist only in my mind. All people in my story engaging in sexual activities are over 18 years of age. Some might consider this a type of morality play, and it could fit into one of several categories. My name is Letitia Robin. I graduated from High School just over a year ago, and got married to my High...
I ran away from friends, activists, and reporters who were surrounding me, and headed for the room where they kept Raana in the hospital. As the first lesbian couple to get a legal marriage in our small town, we have been on the news even before today's incident, and I was already fed up with the annoying reporters or the activists who wanted to turn our pla...
This was just a small story as I felt I had been doing heavier ones lately. However after this I will be finishing up Halloween Seduction and continuing two past stories, Wishing for a Domme and Becoming a Pet. ***** Tamsin entered her home and threw her keys down on the table. She took off her coat and poured herself a glass of wine. She drank about half...
Once a month, the ladies in our neighborhood get together for some time away. It is a break from the pulls of life and our normal responsibilities. Tonight just happened to be one of those nights. My friend, Mary Beth, was hosting a sex toy party. This sounds exciting, but having a toy box full, I could not imagine that I needed anything else. Even though I...
Corinthia hadn't heard from Chris or Suzette in a few weeks, so she decided to stop by their place today after work. She couldn't wait, hopefully they were home and the girls could have a little "meeting". She got to work and watched the clock most of the day waiting, just waiting. While Corinthia walked down the street on the way to the girls home she tho...
In the end, it was the closet space that decided things. Strange, perhaps, that such a momentous decision (or what turned out to be such a momentous decision) was made entirely on the basis of closet space, but history is full of big moments that hinged on small choices. And both Erin and Janice wanted a lot of closet space. They were sitting in a Chinese...
"Listen up, Todd, my name is Naima, if you can pronounce Wasilewska, or O'Rourke, you can definitely say my name right!" I said sharply to my manager, Todd Jenkins, and the portly, red-haired white dude stood there, gawking. And he wasn't the only one either. Everyone inside the Loblaw's Supermarket seemed to be staring at me, and for once, I didn't give a d...