My name is Nadine Astrid Joseph. A big and tall young Black woman of Haitian descent living in the city of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. Carleton University is the place I call home these days. I'm keeping busy this semester. My Criminology classes aren't exactly easy. Add to that the fact that I'm captain of the women's varsity wrestling club and you can see...
Julie tingled with anticipation as she stared out her living room window. Her naked skin, warm underneath the 3/4 length sable coat which caressed her body. Looking out across the fifth fairway which backed to her house, she smiled. Since her days in college she had loved golfing even considered at one time going pro. Though the pro thing never worked out, s...
"What Kind of Man" A fellow professional who I met at a convention I went to for my job said when he learned my wife was Japanese that he had been to Tokyo on business and gone out one night with a colleague looking "for a good time." They'd visited a "hostess club" but a fake one. At the genuine article women really do work only as waitresses, serve custom...
Many months had passed, in fact, nearly a year now since Teresa and Barbara clashed at the Woman of the Year Formal Ball. Terri’s last humiliation actually had some beneficial effects on her personality. She was no longer the haughty, domineering, social diva that she had once been. She had actually become courteous and attentive to others in her social circ...
We had no idea where this might lead although we both felt we were on a slippery slope. Yet it was a slippery slope of our own making and we both knew the next step would place us on the cusp of the slide, the point of no return. Hand in hand we took one more step. Who are we? We are two humans on a path to one of two destinations. One destination means our...
Chapter 17 -- The Brat on a Bicycle Criminal # 98945 finally returned to her normal routine as August drew to a close. She continued to deliver Victor's packages and messages, greet customers at the music store, and deal with a backlog of issues affecting Eloisa's band. She continued to rehearse and sing. She divided what little free time she had between Se...
From a script proposed by Dahlia57, a very nice Indian girl I recently met on Literotica. (starts slow but will gain momentum in the coming episodes) - - - - - Today, I have the pleasure of presenting the Awards for excellence in our school. The winners this year won't cause you any surprise as they trusted all the best results in their classes for the th...
The country club I had pulled off of Interstate 5 (I-5) near Sacramento and was following my GPS to a country club restaurant that was supposed to be an excellent dining experience. For a Wednesday night the parking lot seemed abnormally full, so I self parked just shy of the boon docks and walked to the club house. The lobby was mostly empty as I walked...
In early 1968, Vietnam was raging and here I was in Germany. I was safe, lived in a nice barracks that was warm in the winter and cool in the summer, eating good food, and fucking my brains out with five different, sexy, beautiful, cock hungry women. I'm not sure what came over me, but for some reason, I decided I wanted to go to Vietnam. My First Sergeant s...
If her Audi had not needed maintenance, Kurt's wife Shelly would have driven herself to her regular Saturday morning round of golf. If their classmate's mother had not offered to take the kids to their swimming lessons, he would have had to drive them, and Shelly would have gotten a ride from someone else. And if she had not forgotten her cell phone on th...