Chapter 3: Crystal Durnan This story takes place in Stormbringer's E&I Series. -------------------------------------------------------------- It all happened so quick. In the blink of an eye, a naked Felicia was pulled swiftly into the next room; the very room she & Crystal had been spying on around an hour ago. Tying her arms into their grasp & walking...
"What a fucking ass." Platinum haired Mandy Collins thought, observing Rita, the young leggy real estate agent, as the young beauty stepped into the foyer of the model home's expansive entryway. The girl's brown legs reached to heaven, and Mandy intended to sample a taste of her this afternoon. Mandy was delighted that the young Rita, the Real Estate Agen...
Wednesday - February 15, 2006 Authors note: The root of this story is in Chapter 01 - Blondes in pursuit of black guys. This is the fourth day of a fourteen-day vacation that began with the hope of turning a ten-year fantasy into reality. It is no longer a fantasy. It is taking place on the island of Jamaica. What else do the stars have for me the remaining...
The garbage men pick up the garbage in my neighborhood every Monday and Thursday and I'm usually outside. I wave to them and they wave back, at Christmas I always have a small gift for them and because of this they know me. There is one guy in particular, his name is Jerome that always catches my eyes. Although it's early morning when they come to get the ga...
My name is Mohammed Aziz, and I'm a young Black man living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I was born in the town of Kano, northern Nigeria, to a Nigerian father and Iranian mother. Seven in the morning on February 5, 1988. That's when I came into this world. Due to my unique heritage, I look quite different from most Nigerians. I stand six feet...
Slowly, the Marquise's chambers resolved out of my tear-smeared vision. Delphina sat across from me on the couch. I'd never seen her look as haggard as she did at that moment with legs folded under her and hands clasped in her lap, staring into the distance. From the antechamber, I could hear the familiar tread of Traemene and Wilona pacing. Elsewhere in the...
Several years ago a couple moved into the apartment next to the one I was living in. We welcome new people into the neighborhood by taking some goodies to them. This allows them to know us and we have the opportunity to know them. Several of us in my apartment building went over to their apartment one Sunday afternoon with a can of Danish made butter cooki...
"You will wear the blue skirt!" she tells me, reaching to pull it out of the closet. I am already wearing the corset; black satin, laced, long suspenders linked on to sheer black stockings. Fishnet, she says, is tacky. Personally I think the whole suspenders-and-stockings thing is tacky, and much prefer bare flesh, but then, it's not for me to decide. I am...
Chapter III - Fall of the Akharu A wraith of black rags and wrinkled, diseased flesh, the akharu rose up and floated over to them. It did not walk, but literally floated, and those that had been watching Rachab, envious of the affection she showed the strangers, fled at once from the inn, while a few remained frozen in dread. The sisters and brothers did n...
That morning, like all mornings since she had moved to America, Claire Lin wandered around the house, looking for something to do. Once an educator in her native Taiwan, she found she couldn't seem to find work in the US and while her husband and daughter continued with their busy and vibrant lives, she was left to fend for herself as a bored housewife....