SANDRA TRAVELS THROUGH TIME When she came round, Sarah found herself in a large room surrounded by staring faces. "So she actually came through, I never thought it would work." The man stood over her as if he could not believe what he was seeing. "Are you alright my dear?" A woman walked over to her and held out a hand. "I think so. Where am I?" Sarah to...
Welcome to the Down Low Sisterhood of Hollywood, folks. Tonight, we have a bevy of multicultural beauties just for you. Serena Williams has abdicated her throne as Queen of the Down Low Sisterhood because of her extraordinarily busy schedule. She simply can't be in two places at once. Her fight to hold onto the Number One Spot in the world of Women's Profess...
The sun rose over the City of Cap-Haitien, Republic of Haiti. As is my custom, I rose with it. I didn't get home till the wee hours of the morning, since there was a full moon and I was away in the wilderness, for I had certain urgent matters to tend to. Nevertheless, I woke up rested and refreshed. After showering, getting dressed and eating breakfast, I wa...
There aren't enough words in the world to describe the woman standing over Jake. Starting with the obvious she's gorgeous, magnificent, stunning nearly a goddess in her own right. From her long legs flowing down from a blood red dress into open toed stiletto heels one of which was currently digging painfully into Jake's sternum to her full ripe chest barely...
Hello, there. My name is Rhonda Winston. A six-foot-three, blonde-haired and blue-eyed Irishwoman living in New Orleans, Louisiana. I'm a police officer working for the New Orleans Police Department. The other day, I was on this bus and there were these passengers who were so damn unruly. A group of young black women were sitting next to me in the back of th...
Born on the island of Trinidad to an Afro-Trinidadian mother, Amina Ramping, and an Indian immigrant father, Khan Saad, Kerry had always known early on that she was different. It wasn't something that Kerry understood fully, but she watched the people around her and knew that she was smarter and better than them. The fact that she was also exotically beautif...
"Things ought to be different," Charles Antoine said to himself as he walked out of the Best Cuts barber shop, located in the west end of Ottawa. There were five other people, all of them Africans, waiting for cuts when he got off the chair. There aren't that many black-owned barber shops in the west, especially in places like Nepean, Barrhaven or Kanata. Fo...
My slave Martisha Jeans is so obedient. This big and tall, chubby and extremely dark-skinned, big-bottomed, forty-something Black woman does absolutely everything I tell her to do. She cooks and cleans and does it all with a smile. And I wouldn't have it any other way. Slaves must know their place. She's got to please me. After all, it's what I bought her fo...
Working retail for a living is nightmare enough, but working at a cruddy mall bookstore called Tomes-a-Waitin' is the kind of torture that can drive good men mad. It's a soul-deadening experience intensified by having to work the noon to six shift on a Sunday, when the lamest customers stumble past the Gap and Radio Shack right into our store to thumb throug...
PART FOUR - BODRUM - 4 - "What is it?" asked Gabe staring down into the darkness of the newly discovered tunnel as they stood amongst the fallen stonework of the Castle wall, "Where does it lead?" "I believe it is a ley tunnel," Dr. Gerard replied, "I've read and heard a lot about them, but never seen one for real." "What's a ley tunnel?" "Tunnels runni...