Following the usual morning spanking and a leisurely breakfast at the hotel, Amber and I drove another ninety minutes further away from home to visit the second college on our weekend tour. Not surprisingly, she slept most of the way, awakening only when we were a few minutes away from the college. What Amber and I had both enjoyed from our previous visits...
Ah, college life. It's the greatest thing in the world, if you're lucky. Who am I? Justin Rodham. Bisexual African-American College Man Extraordinaire. A student at Magister College. It's a small private college located somewhere in New England. It was founded in 1987 by James Magister, a retired businessman and philanthropist. He intended Magister College t...
The Vocational College for Girls offers an alternative to prison for girls between the ages of eighteen and twenty-two years old with minor or first-time criminal offenses. As part of their punishment, the girls must attend academic classes and perform community service. Unfortunately for the VCG girls, community service consists of wearing skimpy little out...
They say that life experiences can change you. What happens to your life when you are no longer numbered among the living yet aren't dead either? My name is Raphael Hughes. If you were to gaze upon me, you'd see a tall, good-looking black man in his early twenties. Once upon a time, that's who I was. Then, everything changed one night. It was the summer afte...
Greetings, kind folks. How are you doing today? My name is Sylvester Fordman. I'm a student at Boston Metropolitan Institute of Technology, one of the best private colleges in the nation. College life is fun these days. Well, if you're lucky enough to have found the right college or university. For me, the right college has to have an even number of men and...
This takes place after Wanda Goes Back To College. *** Wanda was very excited about her new college. Her new professors had taken a special interest in her and she had been put on track for a management position in the hospital that was associated with the school. Wanda was expected to be a major part of the schools fundraising team in exchange for the ext...
Sandi snuck into her mother's room and carefully removed the Cosmopolitan from her bedside table. Her parents didn't think it was acceptable for their eighteen-year old daughter to be reading Cosmo, but Sandi couldn't figure out what articles her mom bought it for. Sandi's mom was more of a Home Journal type and the thought of her mom and dad trying out any...
Sometimes, I hate my life. Seriously. My name is Stephen L'Atelier. I was born in the City of Montreal, Province of Quebec, on the seventh day of February 1989. My father, Jeremie L'Atelier is White, of French-Canadian descent. My mother, Annette Jean-Francois, is Black, of Haitian descent. She moved to Canada from the City of Cap-Haitien in Northern Haiti t...
The name is James Vaucresson and I'm the self-proclaimed King of the Haitians down in my city. Why? Simply because I rule the place. Everybody does as I say and nobody messes with me. It's partly because of my charm and also because of who I am. The athlete who put the town on the map. A tall, good-looking, well-hung ( and proud of it) young black man living...
My name is Harrison James Stone. I'm a young black man living in the state of Massachusetts. Let me tell you my statistics. I stand six feet two inches tall, lean and muscular. I have light brown skin and long black hair braided into neat cornrows. I stay clean-shaven, shaved for a small goatee. I weigh exactly one hundred and eighty pounds and I've always t...