Marianna Vasquez-Anselmo looked at Peter Samson's sleeping form, and grinned. The tall, dark-skinned young man whom she affectionately referred to as her "Angelito Negro" or Black Angel, was asleep at last. Hard to believe that this loco American was the same guy she met eight months, when he barged into the Student Affairs Office at the Universidade Catolic...
Hanna arrived a few minutes early to Rockefeller Center where she was supposed to meet Jovita. It was Christmas Eve, or as Hanna liked to call it Erev Christmas, and the famous Christmas tree was up in the plaza. Hanna looked at it as she thought about the change in her attitudes over the past year. A year ago, I wouldn't have looked twice at a Christmas tre...
It was a Tuesday night in January. My name is Anna Maria. My stage name is Bosco—because my skin is chocolaty smooth like the old chocolate syrup drink they used to sell in New Jersey. I'm a stripper. I currently dance at a place called Sky Dive near Chicago. My mom was Italian. My dad was black. I take after my mom in lots of ways. Mom raised me Catholic. I...
Lisa, a catholic school teacher and my wife of 15 years, was a virgin when we married, I always joked that her was just one step above a nun. Well at age 41, after three kids and a few extra pounds, Lisa was feeling less sexy and more and more like a nun. Don't get me wrong, Lisa is 5'2" and has a petite cheerleader frame, she walks every morning I am lucky...
Just want to take a moment to thank everyone for their continued support of Cat and Matt's journey. I have been ill so this installment took longer than originally planned. -First thank to M for her editorial help, J for Matt's soul and P for Matt's passion. -To all the people who send me feedback if you want a personal response to let me know. Ms Pie *...
So, I attended college on an athletic scholarship for basketball. Every black kid's dream, right? After the first year or so, I sobered up (figuratively and literally) and realized that I was not going to be the next Michael Jordan and instead chose to concentrate on my studies, hustling to play basketball just well enough to keep some of the scholarship mon...
I never really wanted to leave New York City: I always knew where to take my wallet for a nice, long, wet blowjobs, had my favourites bars and hookers and I was leaving a life I was enjoying. However, my parents decided that the time has come for me to get a "proper" education and as my school results were really good they've sent me to England – like all ot...
Mike looked at his watch reluctantly. It was Sunday evening, 5:15. He promised he would be at the church at 6:00 for Mass at St. Mary’s Catholic Church. His best friend, Dane had spent the past year converting to Catholicism and tonight he would finally be accepted by the church. He had met a lovely Catholic girl and wanted to be able to have the church wedd...
Every man reaches the point in his life where he says in the back of his mind, "I've had enough of this bullshit." It had taken me more than a few months of constantly counting to ten, biting my tongue, turning my cheek, and walking away to find myself at the point I found myself in. It would not take much to get me to the boiling point. I am a patient man...
My name is Sean Des-Pres. I'm a young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. Two years ago I graduated from the Police Foundations Program at Algonquin College. These days, I'm a fourth-year Criminology student at Carleton University. It's been a tough year so far. The first breath of the year 2012 has been bitterly c...