It all started with "welcome to the auction". Who would have known that four little words would alter my future forever? I had taken on this undercover work for my job at the newspaper. I believed in this noble prize winning article in the making. I found it hard to believe that there were people out there fabricating a black slave/ white master lifestyle. S...
"AAAAAHHH!" She screamed out loud at the freezing cold and the snow. It was the perfect end to a perfect day. Just perfect. "This just fucking perfect," Renee said, hissing in anger and stymied rage. Her car wouldn't start. It wasn't the battery, either; she knew enough to check that. The battery wasn't dead and jumping wouldn't help. She had no idea abo...
I heard the chime, a soft bong that let me know I was needed at the door. It was Friday night, and we had a good crowd. I caught my bartenders' eye and motioned towards the door. It usually took two of us to keep up on the weekend, but this wouldn't take long. It was probably an invited guest, arriving late. I'd verify they were on the list, let them into t...
Author's Notes: Welcome back readers to the eighth installment of my story! There's a lot happening in this chapter, and if you haven't read the previous chapters, you're going to get lost. I don't make much of an effort to explain references to earlier events and characters (of which, there are a lot). You'll see that this chapter picks up directly after...
I was in a better mood when I got back to the motel. Food and good conversation, not about demons, will do that for a person. It went down a notch when I saw Ezra and left completely when I saw Taurin. I stood in the doorway and surveyed them. I could sleep in the jeep I thought, hand still on the door knob. Ezra started walking towards me as soon as my face...
1 It's not as if I was happy to have spent thousands of dollars on film school only to end up as the assistant of the director of porn movies, but the job market being what it was, I was happy just to have a job. Still, Michael Spunk had proven to be a likeable boss, and, a year out of college, I was in no hurry to go looking for another job. Part of my fa...
Drake looked around in surprise. The stores looked very different from the classic stores back on Earth. There was very little glass except to decorate the elaborate carvings and notched in the stone walls. The whole place looked like it had been grown, not built. "The dragons created this place." Drake turned to Ben, who had seen the look of wonder on the...
Chapter One: The Screening of Harmony Adair It was 7:30, and I had just gotten into my office. It was a little late for me, especially considering that I had a full day ahead of me. I'm the principal at Swelting Academy, a private school that is known for its discipline and academic excellence. The goal is to prepare seniors for their first year of universi...
Modeling for art classes can be a paradox. When I'm nude in a class, I always wish it could last longer, but when I'm in a long pose that keeps growing more and more uncomfortable, I wish the poses could be shorter. I was in one of those long poses, a standing one that was to last the entire three hour class, thinking that the clock was moving too slowly....
This, for the most part, is a true story. I met Mary at a youth organization meeting. She was black, and I am white. We were both 18 and it was the summer before our senior years in high school. Mary was openly flirting with me and I was curious. I had always been interested in black girls and wanted to date one sometime during my life. Mary was a classic...