"Just push it" my mind told me. "This could be amazing!" My finger hovered over the button of Kaye's apartment. Why couldn't I push it? As I tried to answer that question, my mind did one of those sequences where an unbelievable amount of prior events flash by in an instant. Probably similar to what they say happens as you die, your life flashes before you...
The band had a gig in Buffalo. The Mohawk Lounge was a little place, just like any stinky bar that could be in any town. It smelled of stale beer and old cigarettes. The beer advertisements printed on mirrors were starting to look old; I didn't think anybody remembered "The Budman." I was tired before the show even started, before I even set up my Timbales....
#11 Clarifying Masturbation "George, we have to have a family meeting! Right Now!" I was a jangle of unhappy red hair. "Sure. I'll call Jessica. Jess, please come down here! We need to talk!" As soon as she entered the room, I broke down and bawled. "I never meant to! It was an accident! I never thought it was contagious! Now I've caught it, and the spank...
All my life, I had the feeling that I was somehow wrong in being an angel. I'd always had certain desires that seemed strange for a celestial being. Even as a cherub, when I saw the Seraphim soaring upward ... my impulse was to go down! But finally, I thought I saw what part in the Lord's grand plan I was to play. No doubt, you've heard all about that ap...
Prolog: Because we are currently engaged in "Slavery by Syndication," it is difficult for modern man to assert his individuality. Adding to the dilemma of "socialization," we have a syndicated academia that strain to seduce capitalistic communism onto their current students -- which attempts to robotize young minds by creating a higher educational power (a...
So you call yourself pro-Black, a proud Muslim sister and Afro-centric and all that shit, but you still lust for White Christian flesh? I find that kind of funny. Ah, the many contradictions of Black Muslim women who secretly crave White Christian cock. My name is David James Lincolnshire, and I'm a young Englishman living in the City of Ottawa, Province of...
After my wife Mona had opened the door to having extra-marital sex, there was no putting the genie back in the bottle. We discussed what had transpired on the night she had taken not one, but two guys into her bed. She had been curious and talked about the idea for some time, but had never progressed past the talking stage. She had always felt that she had...
The name is Mitchell Saint James. This here is the story of what I've done. I am a district attorney working for the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. A six-foot-one, lean and black-haired, green-eyed Caucasian male of English and Norwegian descent in his early thirties. By day, I lead a normal life in most aspects. Just a single heterosexual white male profe...
Denise and Mike were in the middle of a quiet meal, by themselves, at their favorite Italian Restaurant. Their daughter was on the way to her grandmothers and their son was at work in a nearby Japanese restaurant. The evening had been uneventful with Denise's salad and Mike's minestrone soup acting as nice appetizers for their main course. The service that n...
The name is Gunnery Jackson Gustave. My friends call me Gunn or Mr. G. The name Gunnery tends to give people pause because it sounds unusual. I don't know what the big deal is. What's in a name anyway? Oh, well. Anyhow, I am a tall and ruggedly handsome, newly out bisexual black man of Haitian-American descent in his early forties with some time to kill and...