The life of a young Black man in North America is seldom easy. However, I'd be lying if I said it wasn't worthwhile. And I owe it all to my special lady. I love my Black goddess. There, I said it. And I don't care if it makes me sound whipped, or weak, or whatever. My name is Steve Jean-Simon and I approve this message. At the time of this story, I was livin...
Chapter 01: Fun at the Beach A strange thing happened last Friday. I had a spare day of annual leave left over and used it to do some chores. My last call of the day was at a supermarket in a neighbouring town to pick up a few provisions for the weekend. It was a pleasant sunny day and I took the opportunity to use my motorcycle. While I was checking out th...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Serendipity - Back to The City and Mickey's eviction Many thanks go to RF-Fast for his editing and suggestions that enhanced the story. Any bad grammar left is wholly on me and my artistic style. LEGALESE: Don't read this if you are underage, if it is illegal in your area, if it is offensive to you, or if you cannot distinguish fiction from...
Jean gave me a shot and I was rested and full of energy but my shoulders ached a bit. Joyce said let the wench ride you when she wakes up I don't want to put you back in that belt I leaned in and kissed my love. Jack had me go out to the green house the water was changed the crop was ready at least two bushels of potatoes and the marijuana plants were done....
"Are Jackie and Tom coming to the barbecue?" "Yes, Mike; turn your head and hold still." "Will they bring Eddie and Stevie?" "Well, of course, they'll bring the boys. Hold very still, now. I'm going to trim your sideburns." Whenever Jackie and Tom come to our house, it's like having a cyclone land in the driveway. They have strollers and high chairs and...
Life goes back to.... We made it an early night since Kathy and I had to work the next day. We finally got Pet to get in bed between us, she has this thing about sleeping on the floor next to the bed. I told her that from now on one of us would be in the middle. One night Kathy would be in the middle with Pet and I holding her, one night it would be me with...
1. Miss Stern delivers both punishment and pleasure I knocked timidly on the heavy door and heard Miss Stern's voice from within, commanding me to enter. I slowly opened the door and walked into the presence of my Headmistress. She was in her mid-fifties and sat behind her massive oaken desk as I came in, studying a heavy file. I stood still just inside the...
Often I'm approached with a concept for a story. Sadly most are scams, which I've grown accustomed to. This one was presented by someone whose use of the written word, while begrudgingly providing details, told me that this person's talents far exceed my abilities as a writer (I'm not one, I tell stories). My gut said to back away slowly. When the moderator...
This story has already been posted elsewhere with the pen-name texrep. Kezza67 and texrep are the pen-names I use for my stories. This is a story of fiction. Any resemblance to people alive or dead, or institutions are coincidental. Please be aware that the ending is somewhat poignant. Life isn't always fair and happy. * CHAPTER ONE How do we define life...
Note: Though this is a sequel to "The Wolves of Paris," it is not necessary to have read that story first. "You never kill anyone you want to in a war." -Ernest Hemingway, "For Whom the Bell Tolls" *** June 1, 1944, Paris: 1,440 days under occupation. The streetlamp flickered, but did not go out. A pair of uniforms lurked on the sidewalk up ahead. Riqu...