I groggily pad my way into the bathroom, noting that the little mirror medicine compartment thing over the sink is open. I frown, and shut it. I stare into my face, blinking my large, green eyes. I press my ears down against the top of my head, and flap them up and down a few times, stretching them. I wriggling my nose, before sticking a finger in my mouth a...
© 2009 All rights reserved "Chris, sweetie!" Lorna Kincaid bustled out the door as her son stepped out of his car. He stretched as he stood, giving his protesting muscles a break after the four-hour ride. "Hi, Mom," he said with a smile. He gave her a hug and had to bend down to kiss her cheek. Her head didn't quite reach his shoulder. "How are you?" she...
It was a rare quiet night at the Xavier School for Gifted Youngsters. The institution, which was considered the finest in the country for mutants, was usually abuzz with the comings and goings of its student body. But this was the Tuesday before Thanksgiving, and most of the students and faculty were gone, back home with their families. The only people who w...
"- All right ! Lets do it !" - excited shouting voice of a well build young black man could probably be heard by everyone in 5 km radius from the where they were camping by the lake. "- Geez Markus, hold your horses, I haven't said yes to your sick idea just yet, I need to know details before I decide." - much calmer voice of other caucas...
I do have another full time job and leave the house at 6AM Monday thru Thursday and do not get home till about 7PM each night normally. We live one town over from both my regular job and the store. The store is still in the process of being stocked and deployed and not yet opens to the public. Since at the moment we only have one car (Ashley had an accident...
"Bashir, young man, what is this?" Miss Townsend asked, shaking her head, as she pulled the copy of Big Black Butt, an X-rated magazine, out of the pile of stuff that fell out of Bashir Jatta's backpack. Moments earlier, Miss Townsend dismissed the class and all the students rushed out, eager to go home or chill or whatever. Bashir Jatta was among the throng...
© 2009 All rights reserved. For MugsyB. :) ================================== Thonk. Pahk. Clack. Dom moved smoothly from shot to shot, deflecting pucks with his blocker pad, his glove, his leg pads, his stick -- whatever was in the right place. He ignored the ones that got through. He just gritted his teeth and tried harder to stop them all. The bars of...
It was a typical day as I walked home from work at the Pool. Where I worked as a waterslide attendant. My job is to tell people when it safe to go down the slide and to ensure the safety of the sliders. It was a warm night so I had decided to just wear my shorts and bathing suit home. As I was walking through the parking lot, of one of our city’s malls. This...
My name is John Hancock. I thought I knew who I was. You see, about five years back I found myself in the City of Los Angeles, California. Living the life of a renegade superhero, half-hated and half-worshipped by the denizens of Southern California. Is it me or does California have a love-hate relationship with brothers in general? Before OJ Simpson became...
"Is this your first interracial shoot?" Director Stella Karpov asked, looking at the shy young South Asian woman who sat before her. Magic X Pictures corporate office sat inside a nice red brick building in the Van Nuys neighborhood of Los Angeles, California. Sandwiched between a coffee shop, a gym, an art studio and a grocery store, the place looked innocu...