It's a long way to Atlanta from Las Vegas. Hitting the clutch and shifting gears, I race through the scenic landscape of the desert South West in my futuristic, hovering, midnight blue, Lamborghini Diablo. Thick, ominous, grey, clouds congregate on the distant horizon. There's a nasty storm brewing ahead, bolts of lightning rip open the horizon; the wind is...
I was in Publix in suburban Atlanta late one afternoon, and turned into the ice cream aisle. About half way down was a tall, very leggy blonde in a short black dress and 3" heels looking into the cooler, contemplating the Haagen Dasz. I recognized her immediately, not only from seeing her on the air, but from several encounters we'd had in the past on a prof...
I'll be updating this story as often as I can, and as inspiration comes. For now, I hope you enjoy what's here! Atlanta, Georgia, 1988. The hottest summer of the past fifty years. The Cold War is reaching its climax, but things have never been hotter. America is absolutely burning up, and the temperature is only rising. In one of the busiest cities in the So...
My name is Kenneth Brown Dick. I'm a tall, good-looking young black man living in the great city of Atlanta, in the state of Georgia. These days, I find myself doing all kinds of odd things. All for the almighty dollar, you know. I am a civil engineering student at Georgia Tech and it's hard to pay such costly tuition, you know. I got to find alternative way...
The banquet during the last night of the journalism conference in Atlanta was perfectly done. About 200 of the most influential journalists in the US were in attendance. The food, including multiple seafood, steak, and vegetarian options, was top-tier. And Cate found herself simply loving the oaky French Chardonnays that were found at each table. Mark looke...
It was Alexia's first day as the assistant district attorney in New York City and she was already late. She had precisely twenty minutes to make it through the hectic morning traffic, park her car, and somehow make the coffee stain on her white blouse disappear before she had to report to her new boss, the DA himself. As accident prone as she tended to be in...
Blake and Dani had been on the road for 3 hours. He'd promised to drive all the way to Atlanta when he was drunk the night before. Bravado, fueled by a few beers, had been the voice that promised to go that long without a break. It wasn't even the stress or mental strain. It was just so boring and mindless. He needed a distraction. Dani stared out the windo...
"Where are we going?" Beth asked, as she looked in the mirror over her vanity and applied mascara to her left eye. David looked at his wife's refection in the mirror and thought how unbelievably beautiful she is. "I thought we would have dinner at 103 West and then sample the night life at Opera." "Sounds good," Beth replied. She was looking forward to spe...
My name is Elisabeth Shay. I'm a five-foot-ten, thick-bodied, large-breasted, wide-hipped and big-bottomed black woman living in Atlanta. I'm a plump black female who is damn proud of her shape. My skin is dark brown. I like my women how I like my chocolate, hot and black. Unlike some losers who are always whining about their size and wishing they were small...
After we got our revenge with the minister who took advantage of Brandi, I promised Brandi a two week vacation for everything we had been through. Brandi came to me and asked if we could postpone the trip for a few months. She said that she just didn't feel like going anywhere right now. I told her that there would be no problem with that, in fact, we should...