This is my forth installment on my first submission. This chapter is from the point of view of Paul Beckson's lawyer, Carol Bernstein. I hope you enjoy. ********** I walked out to my car and got in. It was late, and I wanted to go home. It had been a long, but profitable day. The cell phone rang again. I really didn't want to talk, but I picked it up and a...
Lying next to my sweetheart, Jean-Christophe Etienne, I thank my lucky stars that he's safe and sound beside me in my bed. Every time I log onto my Facebook account or watch CNN, the trigger-happy cops have shot another unarmed young black man. A while ago they choked a black man to death for selling cigarettes on the streets of New York City. Seriously, Pre...
My first story so be gentle (but honest) with me. * It was hot as hell, the hottest summer on record and here was me stuck in the queue at the bank. On top of that the air conditioning in the bank hadn't been able to cope had packed up. Just great. If it wasn't for the fact this was my last chance to get to my deposit box I would have come back for another...
Katherine was usually impatient, and today was no exception. She sighed loudly as the light turned yellow and the car in front of her slowed to stop. "We both could have made it through." she muttered under her breath. She glanced to her left and saw the man in the car beside her smiling and shaking his head slightly. She noted his handsome profile and found...
Tags: (mc, f/f, fd, nc, Robots, tf) Disclaimer: The material below is for adults only; both sexual imagery and non-consensual relationships are included within. If you are for whatever reason offended by this material or are under the legal age in your area/country, kindly stop reading here and return when you are not so offended and are legally permitted...
Hello, there. My name is Sarina Jean. I'm a big and tall, busty and big-bottomed Black Transsexual of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. People say I remind them of Hollywood Superstar Queen Latifah, only taller and with a much bigger ass. I'm a Business Administration major at Carleton University. This summer is off to a nice start. Gues...
I wrote this for posterity and for no other reason. In some small way this short piece might mean that Claire will never be forgotten, even if in a tiny corner of the Internet. **** When she kissed me my world fell from my feet. She was everything and I knew from the very instant our lips touched that she was the one. The sad thing about finding the one...
Preface The punishments and terms used in this story are described in Robert Burns' memoir "I Am a Fugitive from a Georgia Chain Gang!" (1932) Burns saw or suffered treatment far worse than anything described herein. While this story is set in the 1930s, it takes place in a less severe border-state that is beginning to transition to a more modern prison sys...
"I asked what you do for a living." Clarence snaps out of his daze, turning his attention to the woman sitting across from him. The two of them are seated in an airy outdoor cafe. Small houses dot the landscape, but otherwise the surrounding area is comprised completely of woodlands. "Oh, well, I'm a bank teller now. After college I just decided to come ba...
She was twenty-two years old. She was no longer a naïve virgin. Her last boyfriend had taken her virginity and had never called her back. That was three months ago. She didn't get pregnant. She had had her monthly period since the fucking. But, she hadn't had a date since then either. Last night she spent the evening at a singles dance where she met Chuck,...