Kymona POV When I opened the door there stood Montell. We stood eye to eye so we were about the height, but weight wise he probably weighed 185. His hair was slicked back like Billy Dee Williams and he was wearing an old school pinstripe suit with the hat and shoes to match. He might have been something to look at back in the day, but right now he just look...
Sorry it took so long to continue the story of Janice and Diane, but life WILL intrude. * Stephanie could not believe the scene she walked in on. There was her mother Janice Crawford, stark naked and on her knees, her wrists and ankles cuffed together behind her. Her mother's asscheeks bore the marks of a recent and rather severe caning judging by the cri...
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...
Before reading this chapter, that covers a ten year period of my life, it's strongly recommended that you read "And Hubby Watched," "Single Again" and "Those Fucking Years," as well as the previous chapters of this series. They will add important information to my bi activities and give more of an insight into the breakdown of my marriage. There's a ver...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. ***** Chapter 1 The heat shimmered off the sidewalk as Brichelle Adams walked along the strip mall. It was hot and dry almost year round in Oakleaf, Texas, but it seemed even more oppressive in late August. The eighteen year old girl was wearing her b...
* * Recovery * * The following Thursday Sheri came home!! She was up and walking every day. She finally had her bath, then a shower when deemed safe. The surprise Teresa had prepared (sandwiches) was greeted with yips, hugs and tears of joy. Physical therapy was working with her to regain full use and strength in the affected muscle groups, bringing her s...
Chapter 17 Miss Helena herself took on the role of mentoring Terry as the young woman began her service in the very exclusive salon. She liked the girl; she was polite, warm, and friendly. She treated all with respect, from the very wealthy client that came once a month for pampering and care, to the client that had scraped and scrimped and saved just enou...
I had time to think on the flight to Chicago. Honestly, I had time to think because I was sitting in the economy section alone. There had only been one seat available in first class...thank goodness. So, Michael had to stress without me...although he'd already made his way back to my seat more than a few times. Mostly I was thinking about the dream I'd had...
These two fictional people are as real as I can make them. I hope you like reading the story as much as I liked writing it. *** It was the perfect day for a hike, especially for rainy Seattle. The sun was shining, the sky was clear, and there was just a little bit of a breeze, but I was too nervous to really notice. I actually had butterflies in my stomach...
This is the longest story I've ever written yet and it's dedicated to my fans. In particular, I would like to thank all those who took the time to write either private or public comments for my previous stories and send me emails. I would also like thank all of you who voted for my stories. I still can't believe it that my previous one - "Love me, Please" -...