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...
Becky was a self-proclaimed "typical Catholic girl." She was from a devout family, her parents and her brother did volunteer work for the parish, she went to Mass every week and on every day of obligation, and she went to confession at least once a month. But angelic-looking Becky was anything but typical in my eye. She was an athletic 5'7" with medium-leng...
The meeting went well, the banker wondering if he might privately invest also. Promising to get the paperwork to both of them, his client not bothered by a possible conflict of interest, I headed home. Everyone, including my wife, was happy to see me, so any fear of discovery I'd held... dissipated quickly. Lexi wanted to go to bed early so I could tell...
An old friend had come for a visit to my house in the country...she, her husband, and her two darling children, one of whom was yet a babe in diapers. She’d been my best friend in high school, and the maid of honor in my wedding. And she hadn’t changed a bit…or so I thought. Her hair and smile were the same, her warm brown eyes sparkled just like they always...
Fathiyah Al-Fatah stood, resplendent in her beautiful white wedding dress, and gazed adoringly at her future husband Charleston Winston. The young Saudi Arabian woman smiled and silently reminded her future mate to steady his nerves. The big and tall young Black man was having an uncharacteristically emotional day inside the Saint Joseph Catholic Church in d...
I don't remember how I met her. She was an 18 year old girl from the city and I was a 22 year old guy from the country. Regardless of how the connection was made, I made the journey into the city (a couple hours away) and took her out a few times. But after about 3 dates I just sort of gave up. She was certainly pretty, but she also seemed very straight-lace...
Warning: Mixes Catholic and Neo-Pagan beliefs, may be offensive to the religiously sensitive. Father Larry, a Catholic Priest of the Order of the Virgin Mary, opened the door of the confessional a tiny bit and peered out to see if there was anyone else waiting to make confession. Seeing no one, he sighed and opened the door the rest of the way to head back...
As a Catholic priest in my forties I find celibacy hard. I masturbate of course. I use porn, especially vintage with those big titted, hairy cunted women in classic underwear. I'm not just a solo wanker. There's a couple of other priests I get together with to give each other a "helping hand." You'll know what I mean. Sometimes I think only a guy knows wha...
PREFACE This essay is long as it must be in order to be as comprehensive as possible. However, it is in sections for your reading convenience. The reason for it being so long is to present as many facts and evidence as possible, yet the subject is so huge as to preclude all facts and evidence, namely, that the bible is very much in error, and that it is pro...