Connie Eubanks was feeling a little low that morning, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get into her job, and constantly had to remind herself to get back to work! Even while taking phone calls, her mind would wander and she had to ask several clients to repeat what they had just said because she wasn't paying any attention! At about 11:15 her p...
LaVonne Eubanks was feeling a little low that morning, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get into her job. She constantly had to remind herself to get back to work! Even while taking phone calls, her mind would wander and she had to ask several clients to repeat what they had just said because she wasn't paying any attention! At 11:15 her phone...
- - - - - - - - Kit Cat baby, didnt I tell you your secrets were safe with me? /saw 2 pedestrians, 2 black and white lesbians.... ha ha ha ha. I got nuthin but love) - - - - - - - - Chapter 1 The atmosphere in the hotel room was more relaxed. The next round of beer was served and the next joint was doing its round. Mel walked to her mom's traveling bag...
Oh my god, Becky, you would not believe how crazy yesterday was. I mean, seriously. It was the weirdest fucking day of my life. You remember how crazy it was when Lucas dropped acid in class and we had to stop him from going up and asking the professor if she knew she had a koala on her back? Yeah, it was weirder than that. No, it started after classes. You...
"Once inside I stood there unsure of what I should do as Joan put her purse down on the dresser as I followed her example, did the same with mine. I just stood there feeling excited, but a little nervous. She sensed it and told me to relax and have a seat while she got out a bottle of wine that she already had chilled in a bucket of ice. She poured us both...
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...
This is the final part of the "Consequences" series. It will make more sense if you read the other parts first. This chapter has some themes of mild punishment. It is a work of fiction and none of the characters is under the age of 18. As usual I would welcome any ratings, feedback or comments whether public or private via email. I always reply to emailed co...
Fear. Embarrassment. Dread. Daisy felt a cocktail of feelings at the sound of Emma's voice. She had barely had time to process everything that had been going on since last night, and now a new wrench was being thrown in. Emma could not see her like this. No one could ever know what she had been doing to herself. She could see it now. Headlines across...
All characters depicted herein are 18 years or older. ***** Professor Adam Thatcher strode in through the door with his usual spry gate and telltale tattered black leather messenger bag swung over his shoulder. This day, she would not content herself with staring through the windowpane or finishing homework for other classes. This day, she was eager. "Go...
The following story was a collaboration of sorts, and is based on real people in a real school setting. While the story itself is fiction, the characters are real, and two of them actually participate in the activities that I have described. It was a collaboration because I got many of my ideas directly from Mindy herself, along with several pictures of her...