Meet Antoine Jean-Phillippe, a young black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Gatineau, Quebec. He's going through a hard time. It's not something which he can discuss with family or friends. Riding the 44 bus from Portage Station in Gatineau, Quebec, to the Rideau Shopping Center in Ottawa, Ontario, he looked out the window. Antoine thought about...
A Second Chance : Does Our Past Really Matter? There is very little sex in this story. Thanks to 'Techsan' for editing my story. * There I was at the dinner table with my new girlfriend sitting next to me. She had come over to meet some of my family for the first time. She had met mom and dad many times. They love her almost as much as I do. I think they...
My name is Chester. I still hold it against my mother for giving me a pedophile first name but in the end, she probably knew what she was doing. I was some sort of genius as a kid. I tested off the charts and everyone told me how great I was going be. In high school I had a teacher who wanted to mold me, show me the way. I would have let her do whatever she...
My name is Angel Bell and I am a normal 25-year-old student, I am a hardworking student studying diligently in college and now I am on my way to getting my degree. Not favored amongst the college crowd of classmates that I have because of my thirst for knowledge and lack of care for the party scene. I came to university to learn and start my life path towar...
August I groaned as I pulled into my parents' drive way. I didn't recognize any of the cars parked along the street, meaning I could expect a somewhat raging party being hosted by my brother. I couldn't blame him, our parents were out of town and we had a killer house for a party, a pool being one of it's enticing features. But it had been a long day at my...
"Coffee." She said walking by dumping her purse and jacket on his desk. Victor had that one word to go by as his 'hello, good morning, or happy Thursday'. He stared at the items before him, and moved it all to his file cabinet behind him. His boss' actions had long ago cost him the respect of his colleagues. She was beautiful and he was her big black guar...
"Cindy, these pizzas will be ready in a few minutes." "Okay!" I reply. That was my boss, the head cook of Papa's Italiano, the best Italian restaurant in town. I'm just a college student, trying to make some money on the side. My job is to deliver pizzas to customers at their homes on my little scooter. It barely felt like actual work as it was pretty fu...
"Cornwall's, Merry Christmas." "And a Merry Christmas to you, too, Andrew. It's Camellia, darling. How are you and yours?" "Camellia, what a surprise. We're going very well, thank-you, and how are things at the Trevethlyn's?" "Just lovely, thanks." There was a pause, "Andy, I was talking to Poppy last night and she told me that she and your dear Steven ha...
I am an early stage writer. I recently published my first story (Too Predictable) but Join the Club was the first one I wrote. I'm still looking for editors but hopefully I've clean up many mistake for this story (thank you Grammerly). I'm sure it still has errors but hopefully they aren't too distracting. I will find an editor before I publish again. This...
It was Wendy's first night at the Vocational College for Girls. School policy calls for eight girls to shower together and Wendy's group was being directed into the showers. The policy also dictates that the girls must hang their towels outside the shower room and pass in front of the guards to enter the showers. The guards were all men so it was extremely...